The woman gasped, feeling it as an insult"How dare you—"
But it came out weak.
Eren grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head forward."You don't get to speak," he screamed
He shoved her face downward, toward his throbbing cock—as she clenched her jaw tight.
"Oh? Now you've found your pride?" Eren sneered. "You've done far worse."
He leaned closer,"Killing busty women for fun… torturing them whenever you skinny bitches felt pleased. Limbs—cut off."
His grip tightened in her hair."You're not innocent. Not even close."
He shoved her face down, pressing her face tight against his half‑hard cock."All kinds of fucked‑up rumors about you are out there," he voiced "And from the way you look at them…" He tilted her chin "I can tell they're not just rumors."
He flicked his gaze toward the others. The women stood solemn, faces hard, eyes burning.
"Yes, Eren," one spat, voice shaking with rage. "Kill her. She murdered my aunt!"
Another hissed through clenched teeth. "She killed my sister!"
The women began to speak out, voices raging.
One of the slender woman, still a step away from Eren, stepped forward. Her bare body pressed up close to him, her voice shaky yet pleading.
"Please… please, keep us alive. We'll do anything. Anything you want."
Eren—looked at her, his gaze sliding over her before shifting toward the village chief—now slumped, eyes full of tears.
"N-No… not them…" the chief choked out. "They're mine… my wives…"
Eren—hearing his words, grin widened, cruel and cold.
"You should've thought about that before thrashing them like your own property."
He turned towards the women, pushing their crashed skin slightly away from him.
"Would you be willing to do whatever I ask?"
Their answer came instantly.
"Yes!" they cried in unison, voices frantic—heads nodding without hesitation.
"Yes… we will."
Their voices trembled, but the words came anyway. Hesitation flickered across their faces as one added, "Anything… just keep our children—Wuluf—and us alive."
Eren tilted his head, eyes narrowing as he thought it over."That…" he said slowly, a cruel smirk tugging at his lips. "…that would be hard."
The women dropped to their knees, desperation etched in their expression. One of them, already trembling, leaned forward and without permission, took his cock into her mouth.
"Hold it." Eren's hand shot out, fingers gripping her head, as he pushed her back.
"Two minutes," he said, voice low and deliberate. "Under two minutes. If you can make me cum…" He let the words hang, "…then everything you just asked for is yours."
From the sides, some of the women began to object—shaky voices filled with uncertainty.
"But… but this isn't right…"
Eren simply raised a hand, silencing them with ease."Don't worry," he said with a grin. "Your wishes will come true too."
In front of him, the women still knelt—skinny, barely any curves to speak of. Their eyes shimmered with fear and tears, locked on the thick shaft hanging before them.
"Two minutes…?" one whispered, voice cracking.
They reached out, both hands wrapping around his cock, measuring the girth.
"This big…" one breathed out, almost in awe.
"And you want us to finish you in two minutes? That's too short, Eren…" Another voiced.
"Mhm…" Eren hummed, eyes half-lidded, watching their hands struggle to even cover his girth."You're right."
He looked down at them, eyes narrowed in thought."Then… how about we make it ten minutes?" he offered.
The women's faces lit up—just slightly, just enough to show hope.
"We—" one began to speak, breath catching.
Another jumped in, quickly—grabbing on the offer. "We can do that," she smiled.
Eren's lips curled into a smirk."Alright then… get on with it."
As the women moved in—crawling closer with trembling hands and parted lips—the chief let out a choked scream at the sight.
"No! Don't—please!"
Eren didn't even glance his way. He turned his head just enough to cast the chief a smile—dark, wicked, and merciless.