Chapter 110

smiled.

Jack gaped at Drake's team running, his heart sank when he saw they beat the team competing with them, in a blink.

Lucy, watched silently, feeling uncomfortable.

"What is that, Jack?" she asked in disbelief, Jack turned to her and frowned "we are seeing the same thing, stop asking me dumb questions" he retorted, feigning offend, Lucy pouted her lips.

"Aham!" he chuckled and turned to her, he placed his arms around her waist, and drew her closer to himself, Lucy looked away shyly, blushing.

"Stop, they are looking at us" she chided, swatting his hand away from her body, he chuckled, and let her be.

"Is that for the final, let's take a break" the coordinator suggested, Drake stood in a distance and watched Jeame and his team, he smirked, one of his teammates, which is his pack member whispered to him?

"Drake, should we use our supernatural power?" he asked.

Jeame could hear them, Drake kept his eyes on him, knowing he heard what they were discussing.

"Of course, to the maximum" he responded chuckling, he nodded towards Jeame, Jeane wrapped her palm around his arm.

Jeame turned to her, she looked flustered, he turned away, and his eyes glinted, and he chuckled, ignoring Drake.

Sylvester sat on his throne, his men and he have relocated from the destroyed base to another, a man knelt before him.

"I want to know why, you haven't brought her to me" his voice was low, and murderous, making the man he was referring, break out in cold sweat, his head lowered.

A scantily clad lady was sitting on Sylvester's body, making sexual moves on his chest, 

The lady pulled his buttons slowly, slowly from its holes, she parted them, revealing his broad chest and his nipples.

"Answer me!" he said, his voice icy cold, making the man kneeling jerk, his face coward in fear, he shivered, overwhelmed with fear, he felt hot and watery sensation in his lower region.

"I h.. " he swallowed the lump of saliva in his throat, his senses were numb, trying to form a sentence put him on the edge, his lips cracked dry.

"No, excuse, sir" he manned up, the lady bent lower, and took Sylvester's right nipple in between her succulent lips, she suckled on it, Sylvester grabbed the throne, and he gasped, his lips parted slightly, his breath heavy.

"I want her here before sunrise," he said, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, the man scurried away, shutting the door.

The two of them were left allow, Sylvester's face darkened with passion, he tore her crop town, exposing her rounded boobs, he made a throaty sound, and clasped it, fondling it.

she release his hard cock from his trouser, Sylvester raised her and she straddled him, he held her waist and plunged her down to his hard dick.

She threw her head backwards and moaned.

"ooh!"

He dug his nails in her waist, and watched her intently, riding him, as beads of sweat