Freedom of the Fae: A Fae Fantasy Romance: (Poison Penitentiary Book 3) by Taylor Spratt

Freedom of the Fae: A Fae Fantasy Romance: (Poison Penitentiary Book 3) by Taylor Spratt

Author:Taylor Spratt [Spratt, Taylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2021-01-29T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER TEN

Jessy

The six of us had only entered Cell Block One a few minutes ago. Luckily for us panther territory wasn't too hard to find. All we had to do was follow the trail of bloody bones, and the scent of group sex, and we were led right to their hide out.

Cell Block One was known as the most laid-back block in this joint. It wasn't really all that great or anything. What it did have was an abundance of rec rooms that Magicals could use for anything from fucking during the middle of the day, to sneaking away to get high or drunk off of whatever Risky Jeff managed to smuggle into the prison that week.

With the prison in disarray, all the Magical races had been grouping up. Every man for himself wouldn't work for Armageddon. The only way to survive was for your gang to be tougher than the next. The panthers were no exception, they were famous for ganging up together to beat down their opponents.

The six of us edged closer to the door of the panther hideout. It was a large black door, with the words ‘Recreational Room 5’ written across the front. It was slightly ajar so we could see, and even more unfortunately, smell everything inside.

Alexandros slowly pushed the door open ever-so-slightly, just enough for us to see inside, but not enough to be discovered.

What did we have here? Hmm, it seemed the rumors were true. Panthers really were playboys. Four tall muscular males sat on wooden chairs. There were two blondes, one brunette, and a redhead.

Each of the males had a pretty, giggling, panther female on each knee, showing way too much cleavage. This totalled four panther men and eight panther females.

The blonde males looked like twins, in their early thirties. They might actually have been attractive, were it not for their matted, untamed facial hair and the hundreds of scars that covered their bodies like graffiti.

The brunette panther was a rough-looking older man, probably in his sixties. He had a long red nose that was slightly bent at the end, badly sun damaged skin, and a mouth crammed with gold teeth. Tattoos covered both arms. Imagine Popeye but a whole lot meaner looking.

The redhead was the best looking of the bunch. He looked to be in his mid-twenties, with a charming smile and skin as perfect as porcelain. His brawny chin and dazzling blue eyes made him look pretty and masculine at the same time. It was no wonder why the women on his knees giggled just a little bit louder than all the rest.

The men flirted with their women and the women flirted back. A few of the girls were topless, their big, bouncing breasts on full display. And, oh yeah, I finally found the source of the fucking awful stench. There was a dead goat carcass rotting in the corner. The poor thing looked like it had been torn to shreds, no doubt for the panthers’ dinner.

“Where's the core?” Broderick asked.



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