His face was lethal and handsome—a sharp jawline that perfectly held up that gorgeous, hot face card. He was still unconscious, with both eyes shut, yet those sharp features remained visible even through the minor scars.

His thick black hair fell messily across the rough ground where he lay. His black wolf ears stood tall above his hair. Ayra’s eyes couldn’t help but move down to his body.

It was a masterpiece of raw masculinity: broad, sculpted shoulders and a heavily muscled chest glistening with sweat and faint blood stains, rising and falling with each ragged breath. The lines around his body highlighted his pecs and chest well enough for Ayra to drool.

She tried to hold herself back but lost it when her eyes traced down his narrow hips, which led to thick, corded thighs spread slightly on the ground. And then her eyes met that huge, massive bare cock.

The massive machine gun lay thick and heavy against his thigh, half-hard. It was long, veined, and twitching. Ayra’s jaw almost dropped at how huge it was without even getting fully hard. She feared its size when she actually had to touch it.

He was gorgeous in every way, down to his huge bare lap. Ayra wondered if all men in the beast tribe were as gorgeous as this when naked.

She shook her head immediately. This wasn’t what she should be worried about. And before she could have time to think of what to worry about, a tab opened before her.

[Beastman stats]

[Breed: Wolf]

[Rank: B-Rank]

[Berserk/Corruption Level: 80%!]

[Host should quickly soothe him before he wakes up again and potentially kills you!]

Ayra scoffed. "I’m just an F-rank female. How am I supposed to soothe a male with a higher rank?"

[As long as it is a task, Host is automatically granted immunity to soothe any beastman!]

[Enough talk, Host. Your time is running. Proceed now if you wish to live!]

[7 minutes remaining]

Ayra scoffed. She guessed she didn’t have much time. She decided to do it. After all, it was just a blowjob. Giving some hot guy a blowjob wasn’t that bad as long as she could live.

She knelt beside the unconscious wolf beastman, her heart hammering as her eyes traced every inch of his powerful, bare form. The sight of his thick, heavy cock resting against his thigh made heat pool between her legs.

Biting her lip, Ayra reached out with her fingers and wrapped them around the warm, smooth weapon between his legs—her hands barely able to encircle its impressive thickness.

It twitched at her touch, the cock moving as though it had been waiting for that contact, while the wolf remained unconscious and expressionless. Ayra slowly caressed the edges of the thick pole as it swelled rapidly in her grip. She wondered: if it was already this big, how big could it possibly get when she commenced the real deal?

She played with the big man in her hands, caressing it gently while she stared at his unconscious face. He wasn’t moving. He lay there like a dead man while her fingers worked through the swelling little man between his legs.

She bit her lower lip as she felt her legs grow weak. She could feel the heat growing between her legs as she increased her pace, stroking the swollen cock hard now.

"Mmmm," she groaned while she closed her eyes, stroking, her palms gliding up and down the veined length from base to swollen head.

[Ding!]

[Wolf beastman’s Corruption Level only decreased to 78%.]

[Host, work harder to get into the safety zone of at least 30%!]

She scoffed. She guessed she hadn’t even gotten anywhere. Her hands moved faster, twisting gently with each stroke, thumbs rubbing over the sensitive underside and smearing the bead of precum that leaked from his tip. His cock throbbed and swelled even fuller in her grip, veins pulsing under her fingers as she pumped him with firm, eager strokes. It was almost impossible to fully encircle this big boy right now.

Ayra moaned as she stared at his face. He was still unconscious, not moving. "I guess this alone isn’t working, big boy. Time to work my way through."

At that moment, she dragged her tongue slowly from base to tip, savoring the salty, musky taste of him. Her lips parted wide as she took the flushed head into her hot, wet mouth, sucking gently while her hand stroked the thick length she couldn’t fully swallow.

"Mmm..." she moaned around him, the vibration making his cock jump. She bobbed her head faster, hollowing her cheeks, her tongue swirling around the veined underside as saliva dripped down his shaft.

[Ding!]

[Wolf beastman’s Corruption only decreased to 70%.]

[Keep going, host, to get to safe zone of 30%.]

A smile escaped her lips as she felt his body move. His body was now reacting to her hard work as she sucked deeper, harder, and faster, her mouth going deep as she struggled not to choke on the mountain before her.

His hips now subconsciously jerked faintly, his massive cock growing rock-hard and throbbing against her tongue. She could hear a groan from him as she pushed her mouth deeper, saliva spilling around his massive manhood as her hands worked around his lower region.

She worked him eagerly, taking him deeper, gagging softly as the fat head nudged the back of her throat. One hand pumped the base while the other cupped his heavy balls, massaging them. His breathing grew ragged, muscles tensing. And this pleased Ayra—it was working. He was awakening, at least.

[Ding!]

[Wolf beastman’s Corruption Level jumped down to 50%!]

[Wolf beastman almost awakened and sane!]

[Keep going, host!]

She pressed her mouth deeper. Hot, wet saliva spilled over the tip as she went in faster and faster. Her rhythm was steady and tense. She heard him groan profusely as he moved his hips, subconsciously following the rhythm of her generous service.

She was too engrossed in it now that she felt herself getting wet as well.

[Ding!]

[Corruption Level decreasing rapidly!]

[45%]

[42%]

[40%]

[35%]

[Wolf beastman is getting sane and free from berserk now! Almost awakened.]

Ayra was too engrossed to hear the instructions. She kept moving fast until a low growl escaped his lips, his cock pulsing violently. Thick, hot ropes of cum erupted straight down her throat—salty, potent, and endless.

She gulped immensely as she pulled back, mouth wide open as the white substance spilled down her throat like nourished milk.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations Host! You’ve successfully calmed and soothed the wolf beastman!]

[Corruption/Berserk Level: 28%]

[Wolf beastman is in safe zone.]

[Reward Granted: Improved Evolution Rank.]

[F Rank: 50% Evolution Status]

[Stable]

Ayra wiped her mouth with the realization that she was done. Good enough. Now she knew she had to run away before this man woke up. She couldn’t let this wild beastman catch her.

But as she was about to get up, she felt something hold her down, and she fell back to her knees. Ayra gasped as she turned—only to meet the cold, emotionless, deep brown eyes of the man sitting before her.

It was the wolf beastman, and he was awake. Sitting and staring deep at her like a predator studying its prey to pounce on it.

Ayra panicked, her eyes drifting down to his bare body. He was still naked—butt naked. His dick standing firmly as though it was also studying her for an attack or something.

She gulped hard as she stared up at his face. Those eyes were vicious enough to kill her.

"I..." Ayra struggled for words as she tried to break free from his grip. "I was just helping out..."

This wolf beastman said nothing as he held her firmly. She couldn’t escape. His wolf ears twitched as he stared down at the big man between his legs that was rock hard. His face was almost still expressionless as he stared at her again.

Ayra forced a smile. "I really should go now... ah!"

He immediately stood up while sweeping her off her feet. Before she knew it, she was already dangling from his shoulder like a bag of rice, her head brushing against his rough, sweaty back as she kicked for freedom.

"Let me go! Let me—!" She struggled, but he held her firmly. She felt his hand press against her buttocks as she panicked, eyes wide in shock. "You!"

Her eyes fell on his peaches behind—two soft-looking peaches that had her curious to know how they felt when pressed.

But before she could wonder further, the wolf beastman grabbed some leaves at the side and wrapped them around his waist. What a shame—the peaches were gone.

And as though that wasn’t enough, he slammed a hand against her neck, and she instantly went unconscious.

---

The next moment she opened her eyes, Ayra saw herself dangling upside down from a tree, legs tied.

Before her was a crowd of half-naked men gathered, staring at her in disgust, amusement, confusion, and shock.

Immediately she panicked at the realization. She was in the Netherwild tribe.