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Building a Safe Zone with My Harem In The Post-Apocalyptic World-Chapter 31: [R18] Teasing Freya
"You feel good yet?" Gideon asked.
His fingers continued to thrust in and out of Freya’s pussy, her inner walls tightening and fluttering around them in clear response. He could tell she felt good.
"Mnnmmhh~ S-stop asking me!"
She protested, though her hands were clenched tight in the sheets. Her face was flushed, her skin burning hot as if she were on fire.
"Ca-can you just put it in already!"
Freya could not stand the way Gideon kept questioning and teasing her.
Gideon did all of this because she refused to be honest, refusing to let her voice betray her.
She swallowed her moans, breathing shallow, reduced to soft whimpers and whispered repetitions of his name.
It was adorable.
But Gideon wanted more than that. He wanted her messy and shameless.
So he kept going.
Three fingers, each sheathed in a condom, pumped inside her again and again. He made her cum without touching any other part of her body.
The sheets beneath her were already damp, slick with her arousal, and the frustration built until her hips trembled uncontrollably.
Freya arched her back, nipples stiff and aching, eyes pleading for him to touch her there too. He ignored it completely.
"Gideon... h-huh..." she whimpered.
Her inner wall clenched tighter, sucking at his fingers greedily. Juices flooded the condoms, warm and slippery, yet even with all that wetness it was hard to move because of how tightly her core held him.
"Ahh... hmmm... I-I’m going to—"
Gideon pulled his fingers out just before she tipped over the edge.
Freya gasped, her body jerking as disappointment crashed over her. Her hips writhed helplessly, pleasure left hanging and unresolved.
Her pussy trembled visibly, clenching and releasing as if it were breathing on its own.
"Wh-why? Why would you do that!"
She cried, pouting as tears gathered in her wide doe eyes. The sight made Gideon’s cock twitch impatiently. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
"Why do you keep holding your moan?" he asked calmly.
Freya sobbed, embarrassed and frustrated. "What if everyone in this house hears us? I-I can’t let them know!"
Gideon laughed softly. The house was not soundproof. Summer and Delilah were in the master bedroom just across the hall while Dreya’s room was downstairs. Of course she was terrified of being heard.
Which only made this more fun.
He leaned close to her ear. "Then let them hear it," he whispered. "Isn’t it exciting if they find us like this? Naked, having hot sex... maybe they’d even join."
Freya’s face burned bright red, yet her body betrayed her again. A soft moan slipped against his ear even as her words said the opposite.
"Hnn... y-you pervert, Gideon!"
"Hey," he shrugged with a wicked grin. "I’m not the one who’s come five times in a row just from fingers."
He pressed his cock against her entrance, grinding lightly, teasing the swollen, red opening. His tip hovered there, threatening to push inside, then pulling away again. Freya let out a broken sound of pure frustration.
She nodded desperately, hips lifting on their own. Her hands slid between her thighs, spreading herself open for him.
"Then beg," Gideon said calmly. "And moan as loud as you can. If you don’t, I won’t take your virginity tonight."
The cruelty in his voice made her shiver.
It humiliated her and it excited her.
She didn’t fully understand why, but seeing him like this made her want him even more. She knew her mother would kill her if she found out, and knew how strict she was about sex.
That fear only fed her curiosity, fed the thrill she had felt reading the magazines Summer hid and flipping through the hentai doujins she wasn’t supposed to touch.
Her heart pounded wildly. Every time she held back a moan knowing well her mother would hear her, the tension only grew stronger. It was so addictive and dangerous.
’Ugh, forget it,’ she thought. ’I don’t care if they hear me. I’m an adult.’
Freya took a deep breath. Her hands slid down to her labia, spreading herself open in front of Gideon. Her eyes looked heavy and unfocused, her voice trembling even as she forced the words out.
"Please, Gideon... please take my virginity and make me cum with your thick cock."
Gideon swallowed hard. Seeing her like this, trying so desperately to be bold, made his patience wear thin in an instant.
"Yeah... that’s good, Freya. Become slutty for me."
He pressed the tip of his cock against her entrance. "This is going to hurt—"
"I don’t care!" Freya bit her lip hard. "I want it now, Gideon. My pussy is ready for you."
He let out a low chuckle. He had pushed her far enough already. "Alright, only one thrust. Take a deep breath."
Gideon drove himself inside her in a single, hard motion, and Freya screamed. He felt the resistance give way, felt himself break through her hymen.
There was a small smear of blood, barely any, but enough to show what he had taken.
Freya gasped sharply, her breathing uneven and strained. Her hands clawed at his shoulders as tears spilled from her eyes.
"It hurts..."
"I told you," he whispered.
Gideon leaned down and kissed her deeply, guiding her tongue with his, slow and deliberate.
He wanted her to relax, to breathe. His hands moved to her breasts, squeezing them firmly, rolling and tugging at her nipples until her body responded.
A moan slipped from her mouth mid kiss, louder than before. It seemed her fear of being heard had vanished completely.
"Ahh... Gideon... more. Play with my nipples more," she murmured, saliva clinging between their lips.
"You don’t feel the pain anymore?" he asked, watching her carefully.
He already knew the answer. Her pussy was loosening around him, heat building, her juices slicking his shaft enough that he could move with less resistance.
Freya nodded shakily. "Y-yes. Please move, Gideon... I want to feel good."
He laughed softly. Any trace of her earlier shame was gone now. All that remained was her need to be filled.
’God, Delilah... how did you raise your daughters to be like this,’ he thought faintly, as he finally began to move, slow and deep, letting her adjust to every inch.







