15 Chapter 14

391 examined the male Lycan with curiosity as he removed the casing of helmet and armour, the weapons and belt, laying all out neatly on the mattress. He toed off the heavy boots, before pulling off the snug fitting black top and shoving the trousers down, revealing a body that she found much more interesting than the human guards with their plastic sheaths and raping ways. The black clothing was folded and set neatly next to the weapons, and he pulled a band from his hair, shaking the black silk loose.

391 had never seen a male naked. The guards never removed their clothing, just enough to rape, and she examined him with analytical interest. That was what it looked like, she thought, the thing that they raped with. C-ck. It did not look unpleasant enough to be able to cause so much pain, rather it looked misleadingly benign. The skin over it looked like it would be soft to touch, she thought, although it stood heavy, long, thick, and stiff as the male looked back at her.