NTR: Stealing wives in Another World-Chapter 25: Invitation to the tribe

The sun was warm on their backs, but Allen didn’t feel it. Not really. Not with Fina pressed up behind him like she was trying to melt into his skin. Her tail wasn’t just teasing anymore—it was caressing, coiling up his thigh with slow, deliberate intent. Every flick of fur was a filthy little promise whispered just under his clothes.

"You keep teasing me like this," Allen muttered, voice ragged, "and we’re gonna have a problem."

Fina’s breath tickled his neck. "Oh no, Allen," she purred. "We already have a problem."

Before he could answer, she shoved him—gently but firmly—into a nearby thicket, hidden just off the path. The trees swallowed them in leafy shadows, birds scattering from the sudden movement.

"Hey—!" he started to protest, but she was already sinking to her knees in front of him, hands going straight to his belt like a woman on a mission.

"You’re walking around with this hard-on like I’m not supposed to do something about it?" she growled playfully, tugging his pants down in one fluid motion.

Allen barely managed a breath before his cock sprang free, thick and achingly hard, the cool air like a slap that only made the throbbing worse. Fina licked her lips.

"Well, hello, troublemaker," she cooed. "You’ve been dying to come out and play, haven’t you?"

Allen opened his mouth to crack a joke—something about how he didn’t expect a forest blowjob to be on today’s itinerary—but the moment her tongue flicked out and tasted him, words died in his throat.

Fina didn’t tease. Not anymore. She opened her mouth wide and took him in, slow and hungry, her lips sealing around his shaft like she was making a claim. Allen groaned, his hips twitching forward, his hands tangling in her thick wild hair.

"Fuck, Fina..." he breathed, biting back a moan. "You’re—ngh—insane."

She hummed around him, the vibrations making his knees weak. Her tail snaked around his thigh again, anchoring him in place while her head bobbed in smooth, steady strokes. Wet sounds filled the air, filthier than the birdsong above them, and Allen didn’t even try to pretend he wasn’t into it.

He glanced back toward the trail. They weren’t far from it. Rinni could’ve turned around at any second. She could walk right over and see her traveling companions hiding in the bushes, one of them deep-throating the other like it was part of her daily cardio.

That thought... really didn’t help.

Fina pulled back with a wet pop, her mouth glistening, eyes glazed with lust. "You’re shaking, Allen," she teased, stroking his cock slowly with one hand while her tongue danced around the head. "You gonna cum already?"

"Not a chance," he growled, pulling her up by the arms and spinning her around so her back hit a tree. "I’m not going down alone."

Fina’s smirk was wicked, her tail twitching in anticipation. She bent forward against the tree without being asked, hiking her skirt up over her hips and revealing nothing underneath.

Of course.

Allen stared. "You were bare-assed this whole time?"

She looked over her shoulder. "You sound surprised. Did you not notice the breeze?"

He dropped to his knees behind her, hands spreading her plush thighs apart. Her pussy glistened, already soaked, lips puffy and flushed with need. He didn’t waste time—just dove in, tongue dragging through her folds with shameless hunger.

Fina let out a sharp gasp, one clawed hand bracing against the tree bark while the other reached back to clutch at Allen’s hair. "Ahh—f-fuck—you’re really—hnnnh—g-going for it, huh?"

Allen growled against her, gripping her ass with both hands as he worked her over. He licked like a man starved, sucking on her clit, sliding two fingers inside her while his tongue flicked in circles. Her moans got louder, throatier, her hips rocking back into his face like she was trying to fuck his mouth.

"Don’t you dare stop," she panted. "Don’t you—gods—right there, RIGHT THERE—!"

She came with a strangled cry, thighs trembling as Allen held her in place, lapping up every drop like it was sacred. When he finally stood, she was panting, legs barely holding her up, but her eyes were feral.

"Your turn," she snarled, grabbing his cock and guiding it to her dripping entrance. "You started this. Finish it."

Allen didn’t need convincing. He slammed into her in one smooth thrust, burying himself balls-deep with a low grunt. Fina cried out, tail wrapping tight around his waist like a leash. He didn’t even bother holding back—just started fucking her against the tree, hard and fast, his hips slapping into her ass with wet, obscene sounds.

"You’re such a goddamn menace," Allen growled into her ear. "Dragging me off the trail—doing this right where Rinni could find us—"

Fina moaned like it only turned her on more. "She will find us," she gasped. "You think she won’t follow that noise?"

Allen laughed breathlessly, thrusting deeper. "Then let her. Let her see what happens when a beastkin girl stakes her claim."

Their rhythm turned frantic, bodies slick with sweat, the forest echoing with every desperate slap of skin on skin. Fina was practically screaming now, her voice shameless, her walls clenching around him like a vice.

And then—

"Allen—!" she choked out, eyes rolling back. "I’m gonna—!"

"Me too," he hissed. "Fuck—Fina, I’m—!"

They came together, bodies locking up in a glorious, shaking climax. Allen buried himself deep as he emptied inside her, groaning through gritted teeth while Fina’s pussy milked every drop from him. Her tail spasmed against his side, her nails scraping bark as she rode out the aftershocks.

The forest was silent again. Peaceful. Just birds and leaves and the sound of two very satisfied sinners trying to catch their breath.

A voice called faintly from the trail.

"Allen? Fina? Where did you go?"

Rinni.

Fina smirked over her shoulder. "Guess the real fun’s just beginning."

The snap of a twig jolted them both, but it was too late. Rinni stood frozen on the path, ears straight up, her wide eyes glued to the scene in front of her.

Allen and Fina didn’t stop—not immediately. Fina’s hips were still rocking back against Allen, her claws digging into the bark of the tree as she purred low and throaty. Allen, sweat-slicked and grinning like a devil, didn’t seem the least bit concerned.

"Uh, hey, Rinni," he said, his voice casual despite the very compromising position. "We were just, uh... appreciating beastkin culture. You know, hands-on research."

Rinni’s mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. Her face flushed bright red, her arms crossing over her chest as if she could somehow block out the scene. "Wh-what the hell are you two doing?! Right here?! Where anyone could see?!"

Fina looked back over her shoulder, her golden eyes alight with amusement. "What does it look like, bunny? Allen got a little worked up, so I helped him out. Why are you blushing? Isn’t this normal where you’re from?"

"Normal?!" Rinni squeaked, her voice jumping an octave. "Of course not! Who does this in the middle of the woods?!"

Fina tilted her head, genuinely puzzled. "You mean your tribe doesn’t?" She straightened, pulling herself off Allen with an audible slickness that made Rinni’s ears twitch violently. "Where I’m from, it’s common. Public mating is part of life—no shame, no secrets. Why hide what’s natural?"

Rinni stared, her face somehow growing redder. "W-we don’t just... just... do it where anyone can watch!"

Fina smirked, leaning casually against Allen’s chest. "Really? Then why are you still standing there, watching us? Curious, are we?"

"I’m not—!" Rinni spluttered, taking a step back. "I didn’t mean to see! You two are the ones—ugh, I can’t believe this!"

Allen chuckled, slipping an arm around Fina’s waist. "Relax, Rinni. It’s just sex. You act like we killed someone."

"It’s indecent!" Rinni snapped, her fists clenched at her sides. "And you’re making so much noise! What if someone else came by?!"

"Then they’d probably join in," Fina said, completely unbothered. "Or cheer us on. Depends on the mood."

Rinni’s jaw dropped. "What kind of savage tribe are you from?!"

"A free one," Fina shot back, her grin sharp. "Unlike you, with all your silly rules and shame. I bet you’ve never even been touched yourself, have you, bunny? You probably don’t know what you’re missing."

Rinni’s ears flattened, her blush spreading to the tips of them. "That’s none of your business!"

"Oh, it is now," Fina said, her tone dripping with mischief. She took a step closer to Rinni, tail swishing behind her. "You’re blushing so much it’s adorable. Tell me, why’s your tail twitching? Something got you... curious?"

"I’m not curious!" Rinni barked, but her body betrayed her. Her eyes flicked to Allen’s still-hard cock, then back to Fina, and her hands clenched tighter, as if holding herself in place.

Allen leaned against the tree, watching the exchange with a smirk. "Fina, I think you broke her."

"Not yet," Fina replied, her voice a low purr. "But I could. Rinni, if you’re so scandalized, why not just leave?"

"I..." Rinni hesitated, her gaze darting between them. "I don’t... want to leave you two alone. You’re already causing enough trouble."

Fina laughed, the sound rich and teasing. "Oh, you’re worried about us? How sweet. Tell me, bunny, are you worried, or just jealous?"

"Neither!" Rinni snapped, but the wobble in her voice betrayed her.

Allen stepped forward, resting a hand on Fina’s hip as he addressed Rinni. "C’mon, Rinni. It’s not a big deal. You’ve got this whole ’proper and prude’ act going, but deep down... maybe you’re just curious. And there’s nothing wrong with that."

Rinni’s lips parted, but no words came out. Her tail flicked nervously, her blush deepening. Fina leaned closer, her eyes gleaming.

"Why don’t you stay and see for yourself?" she whispered, her tone both a challenge and an invitation. "You might learn something."