Island Survival: The Rich Girl Beg at My Feet Chapter 04

Island Survival: The Rich Girl Beg at My Feet Chapter 04

In the night, the smell of blood completely stimulated the beasts‘ nerves. 

That brief retreat earlier was just a test. Two particularly strong wolves flanked out from both sides of the bushes, their glowing green eyes locked onto Elizabeth, who had collapsed at the edge of the muddy ground. 

They bared their white fangs, throats rumbling with bone–chilling growls, closing in on her step by step. 

“Stay back! Get away!” 

Elizabeth kept backing up until her back hit a hard rock. There was nowhere left to go. 

Looking at the gaping jaws before her, all that family pride and wealthy heiress dignity she’d been so proud of was completely shattered. 

Extreme fear made her abandon all dignity. 

With trembling hands, she suddenly tore off her already tattered miniskirt and threw it aside. 

Under the moonlight, her pale body, wearing only at sexy thong, was completely exposed to the cold wind, shaking violently from pure terror. 

Like a dog, she knelt in the mud, desperately kowtowing in my direction. Tears and snot covered her delicate face as she cried out desperately: ” 

Michael! Please save me! I was wrong, I’ll never curse at you again! If you save me, I’ll be your slave! You can do whatever you want to me, please…” 

But beasts don’t understand mercy.

The two wolves suddenly pushed off with their hind legs, launching themselves like arrows from both sides toward Elizabeth’s pale body. 

“No!” 

Elizabeth closed her eyes in despair, letting out an extremely piercing scream. 

Just as the wolves were about to tear open her throat,I moved. 

The gun was out of bullets. I grabbed a piece of airplane wing debris from the ground–over half a meter long with an extremely sharp edge. 

Thanks to my top–level combat training, my hard muscles instantly exploded with terrifying power. 

I stepped forward, twisted my waist, swung the metal debris, and slashed it down hard at the wolf in mid- air! 

A horrifying sound of tearing flesh rang out. 

The sharp metal edge, carrying tremendous force, actually split one of the massive wolves clean in half from the waist! 

Hot, stinking wolf blood sprayed out like a burst pipe, splashing all over Elizabeth’s naked pale body. 

“I’m going to die! I’m going to die!” 

Drenched in hot blood, Elizabeth screamed hysterically, clutching her head and rolling frantically in the mud. 

Only after a few seconds did she realize she hadn’t been bitten through the throat. 

She numbly touched the sticky blood on her face and body, looked at the half–wolf corpse still twitching by her leg, and froze completely. 

I dropped the blood–soaked metal piece and looked down at this top–tier heiress covered in blood and completely naked. 

She no longer had that arrogance from when she’d teased me with her high heels and slapped me in the cabin. 

Her life and death were completely in my hands, This wasn’t just absolute physical dominance–it was a complete reversal of power. 

“Crawl over here.” 

I looked at her full breasts heaving violently from rapid breathing, my voice cold and commanding. ” 

From now on, you’re my slave.” 

The remaining wolves, having witnessed their companion brutally killed so easily, let out fearful whimpers, tucked their tails, and fled back into the dark, primitive jungle, never daring to show themselves again. 

The crisis was over. The camp fell deathly silent, with only the sound of wind rustling through leaves. 

At this moment, Aurora, who’d been hiding in the back, saw that the danger had passed. Looking at Elizabeth and Nora under my protection, she finally couldn’t hold back. 

She tidied her messy curls, deliberately thrust out her proud assets, and walked toward me through the mud. 

Biting her red lips, she put on a pitiful yet condescending attitude, her voice sweet: 

“Michael… you’re not just strong, you’re so manly. I take back what I said before. I’m willing to be your woman. Not many men have touched this body. Just let me in the tent, and tonight I’m yours.” 

Looking at this pretty face that had spat at my boots and said I wasn’t worthy to touch her just hours ago, 

my eyes were full of undisguised contempt. 

‘Aurora, where’s that smugness you had in the cabin? 

I snorted coldly, rejecting her without mercy. “Just now you thought my muscles were disgusting, and 

now you have the nerve to ask for my protection? Get lost, don’t dirty my tent.” 

Aurora’s face flushed red from the public humiliation. 

She gritted her teeth but didn’t dare lash out. 

I ignored her and sat down by the fire. 

Looking at the two women who’d submitted before me, a wicked fire burned in my eyes. 

I slowly unzipped my combat pants and released my rock–hard, painfully swollen cock. 

Nora, who’d been standing obediently beside me, immediately understood. 

This former Hollywood star, for whom countless tycoons had spent tens of millions just to sleep with, now knelt without hesitation on the rocky mud. 

She leaned forward submissively and, with her gorgeous red lips–always painted with expensive lipstick–skillfully and eagerly took my cock into her mouth, providing me with the most intimate service, 

Soft swallowing sounds came from her throat as her nimble tongue obediently licked the rough veins. Her eyes were full of submission and worship. 

On the other side, Elizabeth, covered in wolf blood and mud, saw this and feared losing her value. 

This once high–and–mighty Elizabeth actually crawled on all fours like a dog in heat from the mud to my crotch. 

She eagerly squeezed next to Nora, reaching out with the same hand that had pointed at my nose in the cabin, carefully cupping my balls. 

Then, ignoring the mud and sand, she trembled as she opened her mouth and joined Nora, both of them frantically pleasuring this “lowly bodyguard” with their mouths and tongues from both sides. 

Watching these women who once ordered me around now only fit to kneel at my crotch and beg, an unprecedented sense of conquest rushed to my brain. 

Aurora watched this extremely lewd and shocking scene, jealousy and resentment nearly twisting her features. 

She bit down hard, turning to look at the other two surviving women cowering in the corner. 

“Come on! Let’s leave this demon! We three women can survive just fine without selling our dignity to this lowlife!” 

Aurora tried to rally them, wanting to preserve her last shred of dignity. 

But when she reached out her hand, those two women pushed her away. 

Under Aurora’s disbelieving gaze, the two women 

looked at each other, then, without hesitation, tore off what little clothing they had left. They walked naked to me and knelt. 

They pressed their foreheads to the muddy ground, kissing my combat boots in the most humble posture, 

begging to join in serving me. 

The night wind howled. Aurora stood there alone.