DEVOURED BY HIM: EXPERIMENT 03

Chapter Five

"This won't happen again." She let out a sigh. "I can't forgive myself if they caught you."

She heaved a breath, almost frightened to consider what would happen if she became pregnant. She had seen a pregnant female heaving from the cell, and the scientist would be overjoyed if it turned out that the woman was indeed pregnant. It is feasible to conduct more research on the mother and the unborn child, mainly if the mother gives birth to the child naturally. It was one of those awful moments she prayed she would never have to experience for herself.

Barbara conducted a checkup on pregnant women long ago and was astounded by how quickly the developing fetus progressed. An expectant mother like her required six months to become dominant throughout the pregnancy experiment. Because their bodies and immunity had developed more rapidly than humans, a miracle happened that allowed them to survive the ordeal. It was on a different level than humans. The specialists had finished their tests to determine what caused those miracles, but they have not yet found out what caused them.

Barbara hopes that they won't realize their full potential until after she has escaped this nightmare. The people who they put through the test were like unfinished jigsaws. She was the only one who effectively self-checked and perhaps could share info with others under the condition that they did not betray her. Alas, she had completely removed herself from their predicament at this point. However, the possibility of escaping this place became increasingly flimsy as the years passed. At one point in time, she hoped they would finally let her put the past behind her, but as long as the scoundrel remained in charge of running this operation, that was never going to be the case.

Lycus chuckles and nibbles on her shoulder. He had been silently standing behind her. Practically, disregard his existence. Barbara intended to lose ground if he was unaffectionate. But, instead, she tenses, gripping the bar in frustration with questions forming in her mind, and blurted out, "Why are you here? D-Did they know your ability?"

His warmish breath on her exposed skin made her mindless, giving her the impression that he was a treacherous predator. "They know nothing. Only you- Did you reveal me, little doctor?"

His tone of voice was harsh and low. Barbara was in shock when a firm hand was wrapped around her neck. She seemed oblivious to his inquiries as she was preoccupied with the gratifying sensation of his firm shaft pressing against her butt. Even after the two of them had f****d like rabbits in heat, his d**k continued to throb for her.

The exquisite scent that was uniquely hers filled his lungs and coursed through his veins to the point that he could recognize her from a distance of one hundred meters with his eyes closed. His purrs filled his ears with a deafening roar that drowned out all other noises except those made by his tiny doctor. Her sighs, quiet moans, and hums of pleasure as he bit her earlobe and gave a soft grip on her neck overwhelmed him.

Lycus chuckled as he felt her shaking body in his arms. "Did you?"

Her mind was baffled by his inquiry. Did what? f*****g him? licking those salty muscles? Sucking his c**k? Making him sexually numbed?

"What?" She was breathless when those fingers played with her peak, rolling and pinching- causing her to hitch when he continued until it was stiff to the point she almost begged him to suck. An orgasm gripped her from within, disrupting his rhythm. "Did you tell them about me, doctor? Did you betray me like ten years ago?"

Barbara jerked herself, trying to pull away again, hating the enforcer for the distrust he represented and the pain she knew his words caused her. "I had never betrayed you, Lycus. They can torture me until my last breath, and I can resist them. Not even if they bring me into that chamber again."

Lycus's fingers began to quiver nervously. Then, finally, his voice came out as a menacing and low growl as he asked, "Did they torture you?"

Barbara tensed. She staggered to the farthest corner of the holding cell and away from him. But she could sense that he was watching her as she knelt to retrieve the shirt before placing it over her head. Barbara did not answer that question since she was unsure how to respond to it without causing herself to feel guilty and in agony. Furthermore, she does not want him to be aware of the events that have transpired in her life over the previous few years.

His jaw clenched, "I'll kill them"

Barbara sat against the wall and gazed at him. His pupils had become a brilliant shade of calcite. With his clenched fists, he slumps to the ground, unable to move. Her eyes softened before she looked away, afraid she would lose control, "It doesn't matter anymore."

He glared at her, hardly containing his rage. Then, punching the wall, Lycus created an opening in it. He growled, "Do you think I'm a complete moron? I know exactly what is happening in that room."

He shamelessly swore, "Nobody can touch you, little doc. I will kill them."

At one moment, he was threatening her, and then in the next, he was being possessive towards her. Barbara was perplexed by his sudden change in behavior, but it's possible that he didn't like anyone else touching his prey; after all, she was in a hopeless position.

Barbara ran her trembling hand over her hair. Nevertheless, she was perturbed by his remark, "Don't-" Her lips trembled, "Don't ever reveal your identity to them-"

She choked, "It'll be far worse than what I ever experienced"

Lycus closed his eyes in malice, "I want to kill them for touching you, doc. I don't think I can hold it."

Barbara pressed her lips into a line. She was not in the mood to argue with him. This male was stubborn and boisterous. Their thighs pressed together; his eyes closed rather than holding her tight. She was immune. At this moment, Barbara preferred to close her eyes and lean on her knees while waiting for him to calm down.

She knew her scent had a soothing, serene on him.

Soon, Lycus tilted and gazed at her. The thoughts of her maltreatment made his blood boil. He had noticed how her breath quickened, her heartbeats hammered loudly, and her curvy body trembled as fear took over her mind. It hunted her.

'Soon,' he promised to himself. Lycus clinched his fist, but he made no other expression. The majority of the time, his emotions were difficult to read. Finally, Barbara released a quiet sigh. As she gradually slipped into a light slumber, her heartbeat became more dilated than usual.

The next day, footsteps approached the door and jerked it open, letting the light shine through the darkroom. Two watchmen came and stopped in front of their cell. The one named Hermit unlocked the door and called out, "Subject 96, you have been arraigned to lab 02."

Barbara gritted her teeth as she stood and tramped to the door. But, Lycus was in a flash. His massive body blocked her from leaving the cell. His eyes darken, and low dangerous growls instantly emerge when Hermit takes out a baton. Her hands quickly gripped his arms, sinking those sharp craws in his flesh. The scent of fresh blood hit their sensitive noses. "Don't"

She warned him. Her eyes softened even when he glared at her. "I will come back in one piece. I promise"

Lycus clenched his jaw. He was having a hard time holding his anger. The sight of her wounds keeps messing with his mind. Barbara hurriedly wrapped her palm over his long shaft and gently squeezed it. His rod instantly erected and jerked when she stroked his cockhead. His fluid soaks her hand. "I will be fine, Lycus."

He took a deep breath and peered into her eyes. She smiled when he agreed. "But, I will kill all of them if you're hurt again."

Barbara managed to muster a feeble smile. But, unfortunately, she is incapable of refuting him. She couldn't do that if she wanted him to cool off and let her go.

"Go," He patted her ass. "Come back quickly before I flare."

A sigh escaped Barbara's mouth before she let him go. His gaze never left her, and Barbara kept glancing at him even after the door had shut. She was concerned about Lycus. Hermit is the one who goes ahead while his companion stays behind. She did not recognize anything about the watchman at all. It's possible that he was a new hire. She says prayers to God every day, asking that her absences be without incident. She did not put her complete faith in him. Lycus was a vicious and dangerous predator. Because she had known him for many years, so Barbara was acutely aware of the changes that he had been through. He was now more robust and in better condition. Providing conclusive evidence that her experiment was a smashing success. But also the one who causes the most problems.

Despite her concerns, Barbara was helpless to do anything other than wait in the room where she was most familiar.

"My dear Barbara..." She heard a chilly voice calling her from the open door. Barbara was hunched over on a chair, and she was unable to see his face until he moved around the chair and smiled fiendishly at her. "You appear surprisingly...unalike."

His eyes mockingly traveled over her body, "Surprisingly healthy yet stinking like a wet dog." His laughter sent a chill through her body. "Stubbornness can lock you in cages with no door."

The bite marks all over made his eyes darken. Even stupid people know what she has done these past few days. Female subjects are often marked, leaving a s****l blemish on their body during the estrus. The male became blindly possessive at that time. They will leave marks on the female to warn off other males. He knows she preferably dies rather than submit to the males. But now? She was no different.

In River's mind, they're just bitches in heat. Any d**k will be the same when it sticks in those holes. He had taken some female subjects during their estrus. Willing or not, they will beg to be f****d.

Barbara narrowed her eyes at him and gritted her teeth with a smile, "Ohh, River..."

She scowled, "I'm crazy now, just like the animal you terrified. Nothing will stop me from wanting to murder you."

"Extremely stubborn and bad-tempered". He rolled his eyes, "Stubbornness prevents you from making correct decisions, Barbara."

He curved his lips into a sickening smile, "But I liked watching you getting wild-"

He slid his hand over her thigh, slowly slipping into her shirt. Barbara let out a warning growl when his fingers rubbed her swollen c**t. Her p***y lips were drenched in after-s*x fluids, making her hot flesh slippery, easing his way. River was ignorant. He thought his touch had made her wet. "Look at you-"

He proudly grins, "- Wetting for me."

River pushed her shirt up to her hips, revealing her soaking s*x. His smile extended as he hungrily stared at it. "You're still wetting yourself for me, right?"

He spreads her p***y lips, opening her s*x for his pleasure. Two thick fingers pressed inside her, exploring her p***y, mapping her secret places where only Lycus deserves to touch. Barbara snarled, struggling on the chair and wanting to hurt the male for harassing her. River rolled his eyes and pinched her c**t with his thumb- harder, making her flinch and freeze in horror as his other hand moved to the front of his pant. He let out a curse, stroking his hard c**k beneath his pants. His fingers were rubbing over her hot, slippery s*x insistently, urgently.

"I'm going to f**k you, Barbara. Harder and nonstop until you beg me," he groaned low in her ear, pressing deep until he outreached her g-spot. She let out a snarled and unwillingly c*m on his hand.

The hot, dirty words and the motion of his fingers inside her made her turmoil. River was mistaken for her growl as an invitation. He hurriedly pushed down his pants and revealed his thick c**k, smaller than Lycus. He licks his lips and slants until his cockhead reaches her cheek, soaking it with his c*m. Barbara growled louder, moving her head away from his c**k, "Do it again, and I will f*****g swear to tear it apart with my canines!"

He blinked and narrowed his eyes at her. "If you don't suck it, Barbara...I will-"

"You're hopeless, River". A wicked voice came from the door. A click of heels approached them.

At last, River steps away from Barbara. He appeared to be infuriated with her. Frowning, he cast a bemused gaze back towards Lana. "What are you doing here?"