NTR: Barbarian Harem Conquest

Kane looked down at her.

Jenna still had his cock in her mouth, blue eyes wet and locked on his while her tongue worked slowly and thoroughly over the head.

She looked wrecked, blonde hair a tangled mess, lips swollen, both holes still leaking his previous loads down her thighs, but the hunger in her expression had not faded.

”That’s enough,” Kane said. His voice was rough.

”You’ll hurt yourself.”

She didn’t listen.

Jenna pulled off his cock with a wet sound, rose onto her knees, and swung one leg over his hips.

She reached down, guided the thick head back to her cunt, and sank onto him in one long, unbroken motion until he was buried to the hilt again.

”So good...” she breathed, head tipping back.

Kane’s hands closed hard on her hips.

Jenna gathered her loose blonde hair in both fists, holding it up off her neck and shoulders so nothing blocked his view of her body. Then she started riding him.

Fast.

Faster than before.

Her hips snapped up and down in a relentless rhythm, the wet slap of her cunt taking him over and over, filling the small room. Her breasts bounced hard with every drop.

She kept her hair gathered high, arms flexed, blue eyes half-lidded and fixed on his face while she used him like she had been waiting her entire life for exactly this cock.

Kane stared up at her, genuinely caught off guard by the sudden intensity.

”What are you doing?”

”YES—ah—” Jenna’s voice cracked on the word.

She slammed down harder, grinding at the bottom of every stroke so the head of him dragged against the deepest point inside her.

”Taking what’s mine—”

Kane’s grip on her hips tightened until his fingers left white marks. He thrust up to meet her, driving deeper than before.

The angle changed. The thick head of his cock pressed firmly against her womb. Jenna’s mouth opened on a broken, wordless sound. Her rhythm stuttered for half a second, then she forced herself back down onto him even harder.

Kane sat up in one powerful motion.

He wrapped both arms around her, crushing her against his chest, and buried his face between her breasts. He sucked one nipple into his mouth hard enough to make her cry out, teeth scraping, tongue working the swollen peak while his hips kept slamming up into her.

Jenna’s arms locked around his neck. Her hair fell free again, cascading over both of them as she clung to him and took every brutal thrust.

”Fuck—Kane—right there—don’t stop—”

He switched to the other breast, leaving fresh red marks across the soft flesh while he fucked her senseless from below.

The filthy sound of her cunt taking him filled the room. Jenna’s nails dug into his shoulders.

Her breath came in short, broken sobs against his hair.

”You’re going to ruin me,” she gasped.

”You asked for it.”

”I know—I know—give it to me—fill me again—”

Kane’s arms tightened around her until there was no space left between their bodies. He drove up into her with short, savage strokes, the head of his cock kissing her womb on every thrust.

Jenna came with a shattered cry, cunt clamping down in violent pulses that tried to pull him even deeper.

Kane fucked her straight through it, never slowing, never easing the grip that kept her locked against him.

When her orgasm finally began to fade, he flipped them without pulling out.

Jenna landed on her back. Kane hooked her knees high and pounded into her with long, punishing strokes that made the narrow bed slam against the wall again. Her breasts bounced. Her mouth stayed open. Tears of overload stood in the corners of her blue eyes, but her hands still clutched at him like she was terrified he would stop.

”One more,” she begged.

”Please—one more—I can take it—”

Kane leaned down and kissed her hard, swallowing the broken sounds she made while he chased his own release.

The kiss was messy, all tongue and teeth and shared breath. Jenna kissed him back like she was trying to crawl inside him. Her legs locked around his waist. Her cunt fluttered and clenched in continuous, oversensitive waves.

He came with a low, guttural groan, grinding deep as thick pulses flooded her already-full cunt.

Jenna moaned into his mouth at the feeling, her body shaking underneath him. Kane kept thrusting through it in slow, heavy rolls of his hips until the last drop was emptied inside her.

For a long moment neither of them moved.

Then Kane slowly pulled out.

His seed spilled from her open cunt again in a heavy trickle, joining what already coated her thighs and the sheets beneath them.

Jenna’s legs stayed spread, trembling. She tried to reach for him and failed. Her arms dropped back to the bed as if the last of her strength had left.

Kane rolled onto his side beside her.

Jenna immediately tried to turn toward him and only managed to end up face-down, cheek pressed to the mattress, blonde hair a wild tangle across her back and the pillow. Her ass stayed slightly raised, both holes still dripping onto the sheets in slow, steady drops. She couldn’t seem to close her legs or push herself up.

”Can’t move,” she mumbled into the mattress, voice completely wrecked.

”Fuck... I can’t move...”

Kane rested one hand on the small of her back, feeling the fine tremors still running through her muscles.

”Told you you’d hurt yourself.”

Jenna made a weak, breathless sound that might have been a laugh.

”Worth it. Every second. You’re staying. Don’t you dare leave yet.”

”I’m not going anywhere.”

She managed to turn her head just enough to look at him with one blue eye.

The expression on her face was pure, exhausted satisfaction mixed with the same clingy need that had driven her all night.

”Good. Because the second I can feel my legs again, I’m taking you one more time. Ranking’s over. Prize is claimed. You’re mine until morning, whether you like it or not.”