NTR: Stealing wives in Another World-Chapter 38: Something more than teasing (18+)

The dim light of the cave made everything feel cozy yet oddly intimate. Allen, ever the curious (and slightly mischievous) instigator, had zeroed in on Rinni’s bunny ears.

He gently reached out, brushing his fingers along the soft, velvety texture. Rinni shivered, her breath catching as a faint blush crept up her neck.

"Wow," Allen muttered, almost in awe. "These are, like, ridiculously soft. Do you condition them or something?"

Rinni’s voice wavered, clearly trying to play it cool but failing miserably. "I-I... it’s just natural..."

Her ears twitched under his touch, and Allen’s grin turned devilish. "Oh? Sensitive, huh?"

Before she could protest, his fingers trailed down to the fluffy puff of her tail, giving it a playful tug.

Rinni practically jumped out of her skin, a startled moan slipping past her lips. Her eyes went wide as she clamped her hands over her mouth, mortified.

Allen’s grin widened. "Well, well, what do we have here? You’re more fun to mess with than I thought, little bunny."

Fina, sitting nearby with her arms crossed, was glaring daggers. Her pout could’ve rivaled a child who just had their candy stolen.

"Excuse me," Fina huffed, flicking her tail in annoyance. "Why is she getting all the attention? I have a tail too, you know! And ears! And they’re *way* better!"

Allen shot her a teasing look. "Jealous, much?"

"Damn right, I’m jealous!" Fina snapped, crawling closer and plopping herself between Allen and Rinni. She grabbed one of his hands and placed it firmly on her own tail. "There. Compare."

Rinni, still flustered and squirming, muttered, "This isn’t a competition..."

"Oh, it *is* now," Fina retorted, her cheeks puffed out in indignation.

Allen chuckled, his hands now occupied with both sets of tails. "I feel like I’ve stumbled into some weird beastkin grooming salon."

Rinni groaned, burying her face in her hands. "You two are impossible."

Meanwhile, Fina leaned closer to Allen, her tone turning sultry. "So... what’s the verdict? Whose tail feels better?"

Allen, ever the agent of chaos, smirked. "Hmm... I might need more time to ’investigate.’"

Fina’s pout morphed into a wicked grin. "Oh, you’re gonna ’investigate’ alright."

Rinni sighed, her face still burning red, but deep down, she couldn’t help but feel oddly... included. Whatever insanity this was, she was part of it.

Gotcha! With that delicious little detail in place—Rinni being a masochist, Allen the modern-mouthed chaos gremlin, and Fina the dominant partner-in-crime—we’re gonna tilt this scene into something juicier, darker, but still playful and slow-burny. Here’s the rewrite, tuned perfectly to lead into a threesome with all the right tension and power dynamics:

Allen didn’t move his hands just yet. He let them linger, one on Rinni’s trembling tail and the other still curled around the base of Fina’s, petting slow, deliberate strokes like he was testing out luxury furs at a boutique.

Fina melted into it with a smug little growl, her hips twitching. "Mmm... that’s better. You’re finally remembering who has the best tail."

"Comparative analysis is still ongoing," Allen replied, deadpan. "I require more data."

Rinni squirmed beside him, her whole body stiff but betraying a deep, instinctive quiver. Her breath hitched again—quiet, but not subtle. Her ears twitched like they wanted to fold flat, and her thighs pressed together like she was trying to hold something back.

Allen smirked. "Rinni," he murmured, tone all mock-concern, "are you doing okay over there? You look like you’re about to pass out or start drooling."

"I’m f-fine," she whispered, voice barely holding. "Totally... fine..."

"Right," he said, grinning like the devil. "That’s the exact tone someone uses when they’re actively losing their mind from *not* being touched enough."

Fina’s grin was sharper. She slithered closer to Rinni, practically purring into her ear. "You’re twitching already. Didn’t take much, huh?"

Rinni bit her lip, clearly trying not to answer.

Fina didn’t let her off the hook. "You like being teased, don’t you, bunny? Bet your tail’s begging for him to pull it again."

Allen leaned in, voice low and conspiratorial. "She *moaned* when I tugged it. You heard that, right?"

"I *felt* it," Fina said, licking her lips. "She clenched. Like a little toy waiting to be wound up."

Rinni let out a soft whimper—half embarrassment, half thrill—and curled forward like she could hide from the way their words wrapped around her.

"Oh, don’t get shy now," Allen murmured, brushing her tail again with featherlight fingertips. "You already know how this works. The more you squirm, the meaner we get."

That made Rinni shudder visibly. Her breathing turned shallow.

Fina smirked. "She wants it."

"She needs it," Allen corrected. "Our little masochist bunny. One flick away from begging."

Rinni buried her face in her arms, ears twitching violently. Her voice came out muffled but unmistakably desperate. "I-It’s not fair when both of you—together—"

"Oh, sweetheart," Fina cooed, "you think this is unfair? Just wait."

She crawled into Allen’s lap without hesitation, draping herself across him like she belonged there, which—at this point—she kinda did. Her tail curled around his leg, and her breasts pressed to his chest as she tilted her head, purring into his ear. "Let’s see how much pressure it takes to make her cry."

Allen chuckled, low and dangerous. "Scientific curiosity demands we find out."

He reached toward Rinni again, but slower this time—giving her the chance to watch, to squirm, to anticipate. His fingers danced at the edge of her tail, not quite touching.

She practically gasped. "Please... don’t tease..."

"Oh, no," Allen said, eyes gleaming. "We’re way past that point."

The air in the cave grew heavier, thicker with heat and tension and the unmistakable scent of arousal. This wasn’t just playful anymore—it was evolving. The dynamic shifting. The triangle closing.

And Rinni?

She was right where she loved to be—squirming, blushing, and at the mercy of two partners who knew exactly how to make her fall apart.

Allen’s thrust came sharp and sudden, his cock stretching her tight, virgin pussy in one smooth motion.

*"Aaaah!"* Rinni screamed, her voice echoing off the cave walls. Her back arched like she was trying to escape, but her hips betrayed her, tilting up to take him deeper.

"Fuck," Allen groaned, his hands gripping her trembling thighs. "You’re squeezing me like a damn vice, Rinni."

She whimpered, her nails clawing at the stone floor. "It—it hurts—"

"Good," Allen growled, pulling back just enough to slam into her again with a wet, obscene *schlick* that made her whole body jolt. "You like it when it hurts, don’t you?"

Her answer was a choked sob, her pussy clenching around him like she didn’t want him to stop.

"Say it," he demanded, leaning over her, his cock dragging against her walls with each slow, deliberate thrust. "Tell me how much you love the pain."

"I—I love it!" she cried, tears streaking her flushed face. "It hurts so good—please, Allen, don’t stop—make it hurt more!"

"More, huh?" His grin turned wicked as he shifted his angle, driving himself deeper, harder, his hips snapping against her with loud, wet *smacks*.

Rinni’s moans grew louder, higher, almost frantic. "Yes—yes! Hurt me, ruin me—please, please—"

Fina, still behind her, leaned in with a sharp chuckle. "You really are pathetic, bunny. Crying and begging for more like a desperate little slut."

Rinni didn’t even flinch at the insult—if anything, it sent another shudder through her body, her thighs trembling against Allen’s relentless grip.

"You’re right," she panted, voice cracking. "I’m pathetic—I’m a slut—please—please hurt me more!"

Allen growled low in his throat, his cock throbbing inside her. He reached down, his fingers finding her swollen clit. "You want pain?" he murmured. "Fine. Let’s see if you can handle it."

He pinched the sensitive bud between his fingers, hard enough to make her scream again—a sharp, raw sound that dissolved into a sobbing moan as her body convulsed beneath him.

"Fuck, you’re soaking me," Allen muttered, watching his cock disappear into her dripping pussy with every rough thrust. "You’re addicted, aren’t you?"

"Yes—yes, I’m addicted!" she sobbed, her hands clawing at his chest now, desperate to hold onto something. "Don’t stop—please don’t stop—hurt me—use me—"

"Good girl," he growled, his pace picking up, the wet slap of their bodies filling the cave. "I won’t tease you with my cock this time, Rinni. You’re getting everything. Every inch, every thrust—until you can’t fucking walk."

Her eyes rolled back, her pussy tightening around him as her cries turned incoherent, her entire body shaking with the raw mix of pain and pleasure coursing through her.

Fina laughed softly, leaning down to kiss Rinni’s tear-streaked cheek. "Look at you, bunny. You’re falling apart. You love it."

Rinni’s only response was a high-pitched moan as Allen slammed into her again, hitting something deep inside that sent her spiraling.

"Come for me, Rinni," Allen ordered, his voice rough, commanding. "Come while I break you."

She screamed his name, her body locking up as her orgasm crashed over her, her pussy clenching so hard around him that he almost lost control.

"Fuck," Allen groaned, thrusting deep one last time as he came, hot and thick, inside her. He stayed there for a moment, letting her ride out every last wave of her release, her sobs quieting into soft, shaky whimpers.

When he finally pulled out, Rinni collapsed against Fina, her body limp, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

Fina smirked, brushing hair from Rinni’s damp face. "You’re a mess. A cute, broken mess."

Rinni gave a weak, blissed-out smile. "Thank you..."

Allen chuckled, sitting back on his heels, his cock still hard and glistening. "Don’t thank me yet, bunny. Fina hasn’t had her turn—and you’re not off the hook either."

Rinni’s eyes widened, but the spark of excitement was impossible to miss.

"Round two, ladies," Allen said with a wicked grin, pulling Fina into his lap. "Let’s see how much more this little masochist can take."

Fina straddled Allen’s lap without hesitation, her thighs already slick from watching him destroy Rinni. Her grin was all fangs and fire as she rubbed herself against his cock, smearing her wetness along his shaft.

"Mmm... still hard," she purred. "You really do have stamina, huh?"

Allen leaned back on his elbows, cock twitching against her slit. "I just watched my bunbun fall apart on my dick. You think I’m done already?"

Fina reached down, guiding him to her entrance. "Then shut up and fuck me."

She sank down in one smooth motion, both of them groaning in tandem as his cock filled her to the hilt with a wet shlk. Fina threw her head back, claws digging into Allen’s chest.

"Fuck—yes—that stretch..."

Allen grabbed her hips and bucked up into her, hard. The sound of their bodies colliding echoed through the cave—smack, smack, smack—fast and relentless.

"You’re always so cocky," he growled, thrusting up into her. "Let’s see how long you keep that attitude when I’m splitting you open."

Fina laughed, breathless. "Try me, pretty boy—harder—harder!"

He gave her exactly what she asked for—slamming into her so deep she let out a strangled cry, her claws raking red down his chest.

Rinni, still trembling, lifted her head to watch them—eyes wide, lips parted. Her legs were sticky, her pussy still throbbing from her first orgasm, but her gaze was locked on Allen’s cock slamming into Fina again and again.

"You watching, bunny?" Allen said between grunts, his gaze locking with hers. "See what’s coming next?"

Rinni whimpered. "I want it again... please..."

Fina twisted, one hand reaching behind her to grip Rinni’s hair and yank her closer. "Then crawl your ass over here and lick me while he fucks me."

Rinni gasped, but obeyed—dragging herself forward, her body aching and slick with sweat. She pressed her face between Fina’s thighs from behind, tongue sliding over the soaked mess where Allen’s cock was stretching her open.

"Aahh—fuck yes," Fina moaned, rocking her hips to grind against both Allen and Rinni’s tongue. "That’s it—taste it—taste us both, you needy little slut."

Rinni moaned into her, licking desperately, messy and eager, savoring the mix of slick and Allen’s cum. Her hands gripped Fina’s ass, holding her in place while she devoured her from behind.

Allen grunted, cock throbbing inside Fina’s tight, greedy pussy. "Fuck—she’s licking my cock through you—shit, that’s hot..."

Fina started to tremble, her thighs twitching as she rocked faster. "I’m close—gods—I’m gonna—nghh!"

Allen shifted up suddenly, gripping Fina’s hips and flipping her down onto her back, not even slipping out. He pounded into her now, legs spread wide, and Rinni stayed where she was—still licking, still moaning, her own thighs pressed together, grinding into the floor.

"You gonna come, Fina?" Allen panted, ramming into her with filthy wet sounds that made Rinni shiver.

"Yes—fuck yes—don’t stop—*don’t stop—!"

Allen slammed in deep and held her there—his cock buried, twitching—while Fina screamed through her orgasm, pussy clenching so tight it pulled him over the edge. He growled deep in his throat as he came again, spilling inside her, filling her up until slick dripped out around the base.

He didn’t pull out.

Instead, he looked down at Rinni, panting, lips slick with pussy juice.

"Your turn," he said, voice rough and dangerous. "Ride me. Now."

Rinni’s whole body jolted with a needy moan as she moved over, climbing into his lap, Allen’s cock still wet and throbbing inside Fina.

She lined herself up, her pussy already fluttering, desperate for more.

"I want it rough," she begged. "I want it to hurt again..."

Allen grabbed her hips, held her still, and looked her dead in the eyes.

"Bunny," he growled, "after this, you won’t be able to sit for a week."

Then he slammed her down onto his cock.