"Erina's family sells her to a pack of wolves, she knows she's there for their pleasure to be used and then killed, at least that's their intention.
But what they don't know is that Erina isn't willing to accept that fate. She's determined to do whatever is needed to stay alive. The pack thinks they can just use her and throw her away, but when she's done with them they won't be able to survive without just another moment with her.
Because Erina doesn't want to be their broken doll, she just needs to be their perfect one.
Unfortunately for her, the pack isn't going to make life that easy for her. She's underestimated just what they could want from her and she's about to be pushed to her very limits and beyond for her mistake.
Her bid for survival is about to begin."

Their Broken Doll

　　For a moment I thought she broke the poor man. His eyes widened to the side of saucers and he blinked hard, many many times. Would steam come out of his ears next? I pushed Erina against the bars, her body perfectly in between so he could get the best position. He dropped to his knees like a man in prayer, hands ghosting up her legs before leaning forward and licking her swollen pussy lips. He sucked on them, blunt teeth scraping against her, before his tongue lashed out again and he licked a pattern into her flesh. .


　　She jerked against me, like a live wire had been touched to her body. The tidal waves of lust and arousal from that barest hint threatened to pull me under. Using one hand to support her weight, I snaked the other around, grabbing her breast, squeezing it hard. She moaned in response, body thrusting out more against the guard's face.


Chapter 48