NTR: Barbarian Harem Conquest

Gina stood at Kane’s door, her hand raised to knock, but her knuckles refused to make contact.

’Why am I here?’

She had told herself it was duty.

Lady Greta had sent a message.

Urgent, she’d said. But the paper was tucked inside her breastplate, and she had memorized its contents the moment it was handed to her.

She could have delivered it in the morning.

Instead, she had walked across the village in the dark, her boots carrying her to this door like a moth drawn to flame.

’I’m engaged. I shouldn’t be here.’

Her fingers trembled.

’Engaged to a man who doesn’t make my thighs press together just by looking at me.’

She knocked before she could talk herself out of it.

The sound was loud against the silence.

Kane opened the door and stood there, shirtless, his broad frame filling the doorway. His red hair was cut short now, clean and sharp, and the candlelight behind him traced the hard lines of his chest and stomach.

He wore only loose pants, hanging low on his hips.

Gina’s mouth went dry looking at his chest.

”Gina,” he said, his voice low and amused.

He leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms.

”At this hour? Must be important.”

She swallowed, forcing herself to meet his eyes.

”I... have a message from Lady Greta.”

Kane’s smirk widened. He didn’t reach for the scroll. Instead, his gaze traveled down her body, slow and deliberate, lingering on the places where her armor strained against her curves.

”You’ve been thinking about it all day, haven’t you?”

Gina’s heart stuttered, ”What?”

”That loud smack still ringing in your head?”

Her face burned.

She knew exactly what he meant.

This morning, in front of the entire training yard, Kane had walked up to Verdia and slapped her ass so hard the sound echoed off the village.

Verdia had yelped. The other knights had frozen. And Gina had watched from the sidelines, her thighs pressing together before she could stop them.

”I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she said, her voice too high, too fast.

”I’m here only for the message—”

”You’re engaged, right?”

The question hit her like a slap.

”Yet here you are,” Kane continued, his voice confident, cutting through her denial like a blade.

”Standing at my door late at night. Thighs pressed together to hide your pussy dripping. Don’t lie to me, Gina.”

She wanted to turn around and walk away. But her body wouldn’t move.

Kane stepped aside, leaving the doorway open.

”You can leave the message and go,” he said.

”Or you can come inside. Your choice.”

Gina stood frozen.

’I should leave right now. My fiancé is waiting for me.’

But her feet carried her forward.

She stepped across the threshold, her eyes fixed on the floor, her heart pounding so hard she could hear it in her ears.

The door clicked shut behind her.

The moment the latch caught, Kane’s hands were on her.

He spun her around and pushed her against the wall, his body pressing against hers, his mouth finding her neck.

She gasped, her hands flying up to push him away, but they landed on his chest instead, feeling the heat of his skin.

”I knew you’d come,” he murmured against her throat.

His hand slid under her armor skirt.

She wore no undergarments beneath the leather; she never did, it chafed during training, and his fingers found her wetness instantly.

”Fuck... you really are dripping.”

His voice was a filthy whisper in her ear.

”You really got turned on watching me humiliate that blonde knight, didn’t you?”

Gina tried to speak, tried to deny it, but his fingers pushed inside her, two thick fingers, then three, and her words dissolved into a choked moan.

”Haugh!”

He was relentless.

His fingers curled against her G-spot with precision, his thumb pressing hard against her clit.

She bucked against his hand, her armor clinking, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

”I—I shouldn’t—”

”Shouldn’t what?” Kane’s teeth grazed her earlobe.

”Shouldn’t be here? Shouldn’t be dripping all over my fingers? Shouldn’t be thinking about my cock instead of your fiancé’s?”

She whimpered.

His fingers worked her faster, harder, and her knees started to shake.

Squelch... Squelch... Squelch...

A pussy that reacts to the slightest contact.

She grabbed his shoulders, trying to stay upright, but her legs were giving out.

”That’s it,” he growled.

”Cum for me. Cum on my fingers while feeling bad for your fiance.”

”Uh... Uh... Ah...!”

”What would your fiancé think if he knew his future wife creamed herself over a barbarian’s hand?”

Her orgasm hit her like a wave, overwhelming.

Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!

She cried out, and Kane covered her mouth with his hand, muffling the sound as her body convulsed against the wall.

When she finally stopped trembling, he pulled his fingers out and brought them to her lips.

”Taste yourself.”

She opened her mouth without thinking, and he pushed his fingers inside, letting her suck her own juices off them.

Kane pulled his fingers out and grabbed her hair, pushing her down to her knees.

She landed hard on the stone floor, looking up at him.

He grabbed her hair and pushed her down to her knees. His veiny cock sprang free, slapping against her flushed cheek.

”Open up.”

Gina hesitated, her mind flashing to her fiancé, the ring on her finger, and every vow she had made

Then she opened her mouth.

He slid inside, and she took him deep.

”Huugh...! Gluck... gluck... nghnn~~!”

Her throat protested, but she forced herself to relax, to breathe through her nose, to take him all.

”Hu... Hu-ugh...!”

Kane groaned in pleasure as he watched the proud knight gag and drool on his cock, tears streaming down her face while she sucked him desperately.

”Engaged girls always suck the hardest when they’re cheating,” he growled, fucking her throat with deep strokes.

She wanted to deny it.

But she couldn’t.

She was hooked, addicted, and sucked him harder until tears streamed down her face and her throat burned.

Kane pulled her off before he came, lifting her to her feet.

She gasped for air, her lips swollen, her makeup ruined.

”I’m not done with you yet.”

Kane suddenly lifted her, wrapped her legs around his waist, and pinned her against the wall. In one powerful thrust, he buried his massive cock deep inside her soaking pussy.

”Eughhhhhh~~!!” Gina cried out, her eyes rolling back as she was stretched wide open.

Kane groaned deeply, savoring her tight walls.

’So fucking tight... This pussy is gripping me like it never wants to let go.’

He started pounding her hard against the wall, each powerful thrust making her moan like a whore.