NTR: Stealing wives in Another World-Chapter 52: Dumb bunny(18+)

Rinni clung to Allen’s leg like a starved pup, tears streaming down her cheeks, her words half-choked between sobs and desperate pleading.

"Don’t choose her! She’s stupid and smug and her tail isn’t even that fluffy!" she wailed, trying to crawl up his body. "I–I can do better! I’ll learn how to give proper mouth offerings! I promise! I’ll practice every night! Just don’t leave me for a dumb fox with fat tits!"

She fumbled with his thighs, trying to pry his legs apart. Her hands slid over sweat-slick skin, her eyes locking onto his still-slick, resting cock—thick and flushed from the night’s brutal use.

"I’ll suck it right now!" she whined. "I–I won’t even bite this time! Just tell me I’m still your favorite—!"

"Rinni."

Fina’s voice was sharp. Low. Calmer than it had any right to be.

The bunny girl froze, hands still trembling around Allen’s shaft, her lip quivering like a cornered animal.

Allen, for his part, didn’t move a muscle. His eyes stared blankly ahead, and his voice came out in that same dull drone:

"I obeys... fox tribe... loyalty pledged..."

Nyra watched it all from behind, arms crossed, a tired sneer on her face. Her nose still throbbed from Fina’s earlier kick. Her pride even more so.

"As you can see," she said, with that smug glint in her amber eyes, "he’s already chosen. And if you both behave, you may be allowed to stay by his side. Serving the same tribe. Together."

Fina slowly turned toward her.

"We want to speak with him alone."

Nyra raised a brow. "What?"

"Just us." Fina’s tone was flat. "Me and Rinni. We won’t try to untie him. We won’t touch him. We just need words. Nothing more."

Nyra hesitated.

Her tail flicked once.

"Why?"

Fina smirked. "Because if he truly chose you, then what do you have to fear?"

Nyra’s ears twitched.

Rinni hiccupped, her face still pressed to Allen’s thigh, cheeks sticky with tears. She sniffled loudly and whimpered, "Please... please, Miss Fox... we just want to say goodbye if he’s really yours..."

Nyra stared at them.

Then at Allen.

Then, slowly, she nodded.

"Five minutes." She turned toward the door. **"And if I hear even one whisper of rope being cut or hands being naughty—"

Fina was already kneeling beside Allen by the time Nyra stepped out, her eyes blazing with mischief.

Allen’s cock twitched.

And the game?

Had just begun.

The moment Nyra’s footsteps faded beyond the fur-curtain flap, Fina’s eyes sharpened like drawn claws.

She turned to Rinni—

Thwack!

—And knocked her lightly on the forehead with her knuckles.

"Ow!" Rinni squeaked, ears flopping back as she cupped her head with both hands. "Why’d you do that?! I’m already heartbroken and leaking from my eyes!"

Fina rolled her eyes. "Dumb bunny."

"Wha—" Rinni sniffled harder. "Now you’re calling me dumb? Allen’s gone and chosen a fox woman who probably oils her tits with squirrel fat, and now you hit me and call me dumb?!" Her bottom lip trembled, the drama in her eyes strong enough to flood a village.

Fina leaned in and flicked one of her long ears. "Dumb. Bunny."

"Stop calling me that!" Rinni cried. "You think you’re so smart just because your tail does that swooshy-mean-woman-thing!"

Fina crouched beside her, flicking her tail with a grin.

Then she whispered:

"He’s acting."

Rinni blinked.

Sniffled.

"Huh?"

Fina nodded toward Allen—still tied, still pretending to be dazed, mouth just barely twitching with the effort of keeping a straight face.

"That wink wasn’t some weird muscle spasm, you hay-stuffed melon," Fina hissed. "He’s playing along. Probably saw something. Probably knows something. Maybe even more than we do."

Rinni’s jaw dropped.

"You mean... he didn’t choose the fox with big hips and anger problems?"

Fina gave her a deadpan stare.

"No, Rinni. He didn’t abandon his favorite dumb bunny and his favorite angry catgirl to go live as a furniture humper for the fox nobles."

Rinni wiped her nose with the back of her hand, then looked at Allen again, her ears twitching nervously.

"...So the blowjob is still an option?"

Fina groaned.

"Focus, dumb bunny."

Rinni didn’t hesitate now—her sniffles forgotten the moment Fina’s words sank in.

She threw her arms around Allen’s chest, burying her face against him with a desperate little whimper. "Allen... you’re still ours..." she whispered, clinging like a bunny clutches a root in a storm. Her thighs straddled his legs just enough to feel him—still warm, still heavy. Her fingers trembled against his ribs.

Allen didn’t speak yet.

Not until Fina leaned close.

Her voice came in a hiss, sharp and cutting like her claws when she got serious.

"Tell me something, Allen." Her golden eyes burned into his half-lidded ones. "Did you fuck that arrogant fox bitch?"

Allen blinked once.

Then his lips curled.

Just a little.

The tiniest smirk.

"I didn’t just fuck her," he murmured, voice low and guttural, like a secret passed through smoke. "I ravaged her. Wrecked that tight little vixen hole with the full orc cock. Bottomed her out so hard she limped out the hut like she’d been split with a tree trunk."

Rinni whimpered softly against him, her arms tightening.

Allen didn’t stop.

"She thought she had control. Thought that her brainwashing could keep me docile. But I bent her over her own council table and made her thank me for destroying her cunt."

Fina’s smirk deepened.

"Like what we did to that human bitch, Mirielle?" she purred.

Allen gave a slow nod, his breath catching just a bit.

"Exactly like that."

"You made her cry?"

"She couldn’t even talk when I finished," he said, eyes gleaming now with that same filthy pride he wore after every conquest. "Her mouth hung open like her pussy—both leaking, both broken." freewebnσvel.cѳm

Fina leaned in closer until her lips brushed his ear.

"Good."

And Rinni? Still clinging. Still quietly sniffling. But now her hand slid slowly down his chest, inching toward that monstrous cock she remembered so well.

"I wanna be next..." she murmured, voice trembling with devotion. "Let me be next, Allen... not that fox... please?"

Fina rolled her eyes. "Rinni, don’t beg while I’m interrogating the dick."

"But I missed him..." she mumbled. "I hugged the hay doll for hours..."

Allen gave a low chuckle, that proud, dangerous edge returning to his voice as he glanced between them.

"You’ll both get what you want," he whispered. "But first... we play along. Then we burn their little scheme to the ground."

Fina licked her lips.

Rinni sniffled and nodded, still nuzzling his chest like he was both warlord and pillow.