Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate
Chapter 155: Could Prince Kanyon Be Gentle?

Chapter 155: Could Prince Kanyon Be Gentle?

(NSFW Content Ahead)

Kanyon and Cassandra turned their heads to watch the woman as she glided over to them in a luxurious gown fit for a princess with a corset so tight that her breasts were bulging out like two boiled eggs.

Her curled flaming locks rested on her shoulders and bounced as she pompously walked, almost effortlessly. Cherry-red eyes and pointed teeth revealed she was a vampiress.

A man with glossy eyes and a hefty build held her tiny waist. He was built so huge that everything appeared smaller in front of him. His hand covered the entirety of her tummy, it was so large.

"Prince Kanyon!" She curtsied, holding the sides of her indigo-shaded gown, but there was this blatant disregard in her wild eyes.

"Nokara!" Kanyon acknowledged her with a subtle smile.

"I am surprised you brought a plaything," she smirked, her thin scarlet-painted lips twitching to a side as her eyes roamed on Cassandra and fixated on Kanyon’s hand resting on her half-bare breasts.

"She is not a plaything, yet. She is here to learn how to please her Master. A long way to go."

Nokara feigned innocence and the man with her almost grunted as if he couldn’t believe Kanyon’s words.

"Are you finally taking on a personal sex slave? I thought you would always remain celibate with the way you always rejected my proposals," Nokara said, almost in tones of regret. She was the daughter of the right-hand man to Kanyon’s father, the Monarch.

The woman was head over heels for the Crown Prince, but he always seemed so disinterested in women until today. There was this feral hunger in his eyes for the woman he was holding. A human on that. She did smell delicious though.

"Are you going to give us a show or not? Nokara? You know well I don’t like small talk." Kanyon’s voice sharpened with a hint of annoyance as his blazing eyes dangerously watched Nokara.

Cassandra could sense the bubbling tension between them but chose to stay quiet, this was turning into a precarious situation with every passing moment.

The danger blazed all around him and Nokara knew well not to anger the deadly Prince with a stone for his heart.

"My apologies, I got carried away. I have brought a special treat, I knew you would be entertained, Prince Kanyon." She pointed to her partner, who had already shed off his shirt, revealing mountains of muscles and a hairy but toned chest.

"He is a rhinoceros shifter, something new for you to observe," Nokara explained as she guided the huge man by the arm and they settled in their place, with her pushing him down and climbing on his lap.

Nokara knew Kanyon had, at times, voyeuristic tendencies. Before his brother Kamyn met Stephanie both brothers used to enjoy holding wild orgies. While Kamyn used to take part, Kanyon was always a bystander. He used to get bored easily and leave if it didn’t hold his interest.

Nokara hoped he would be entertained today. She would be satisfied if the Prince would simply watch her voluptuous body writhe against another. Maybe it would spark something in his dead heart and once he would kill this weak woman in his arms, she would be ready for him.

Her companion peeled her gown off, exposing her soft breasts, and began to knead them while she locked eyes with Kanyon. To her dismay, he wasn’t watching her but was busy playing with the breasts of the women he had brought along.

His hand slipped inside the masked woman’s red dress, and the way her mouth opened to let out a whimper, she knew he had teased her nipple.

How she wished for his hands to be on her flesh, the things she would let him do to her, which this fragile-looking human wouldn’t even dream about.

He could break all her bones while pounding her and she would heal in no time, ready for more action.

But Kanyon had no interest in her. Using his free hand he turned Cassandra’s head in Nokara’s direction and instructed.

"Watch and learn. Nokara is very skilled," his lips tracing the outer shell of Cassandra’s ear as he slipped around her on the loveseat, his legs on both sides of her, caging her between them.

Pushing her dress up away from the thigh Kanyon let his hand linger, soft caresses he left while nibbling her ear.

The room full of naked, writhing and moaning bodies almost halted in their actions seeing Prince Kanyon showing affection to a woman. He never touched them so sensually as he was doing to this woman.

Nokara’s partner was now pounding inside her, bending her over on his lap, but she was lost watching Kanyon’s expressions. There was a hint of passion sprinkled with his desires served with something warm no one had seen in the prince before.

They weren’t even aware that he was capable of touching someone so delicately as he was doing with this mysterious woman in his arms. His lips were sensually moving along the sensitive spot on her neck while both his hands had disappeared in her dress, stimulating her body as if preparing her while he made her watch others lost in sinful activities.

What a strange prince he was.

"Are you enjoying watching Nokara? Or that woman being taken by three men at the same time? Or the others probably. See how everyone is putting on a show for you, my Broken Butterfly." His fingers pinched her nipple so tightly that Cassandra left a painful whine, the tears accumulated in her eyes from being assaulted like that.

The shame of being watched while he played with her body brought more tears to her eyes and she couldn’t even shut them as per his instructions. She was to stare at these strange creatures while they copulated, raped, abused and ejaculated.

There was no love in this room, only lust.

"Why don’t you say thank you to everyone for their efforts?" Kanyon pulled out both his hands and grabbed her hair but kept his grip light, his other hand landed under her chin and kept it in place so her eyes stayed on a vampire who was brutally raping his human male slave.

He had so many bite marks and punctured skin wounds. From the way his eyes were bulging out in a desperate plea for mercy, Cassandra knew he wouldn’t survive long.

She couldn’t bring herself to speak. Her tongue had dried, what kind of sick people were they. Now she realised how guarded she had been even though her father didn’t care much but he kept her safe from the predators.

"Say it," Kanyon’s grip tightened both on her hair and chin making her eyes widen in fear.

"Th...ank y..ou..." she blurted out, hoping he wouldn’t have his way with her in a room full of these crazy bloodthirsty vampires.

"Good Butterfly," he mused and leaned further close to her, making her flush against his taut body. His fingers enclosed around her neck.

Kanyon’s fangs landed on her sensitive skin and he pricked the protruding vein. Taking in her crimson blood. Cassandra whimpered in his hold as she glanced around the place where no gods or humanity were to be found.