Building a Safe Zone with My Harem In The Post-Apocalyptic World-Chapter 59: [-R18] Kinky Freya

"No. Just wait a minute," Gideon replied, forcing steadiness into his voice.

They moved quickly. Freya slid lower beneath the counter, positioning herself under the sink while stubbornly keeping him inside her mouth.

"Mmm... everyone’s waiting outside for you. Don’t mind my mom, she’s just envious. She’s been single forever."

It was Summer’s voice behind him, casual and distracted. He could hear her chewing on something as she spoke.

’Thank God it wasn’t Delilah.’

"Yeah, I know," Gideon answered, trying to regulate his breathing. "Just give me a minute, Summer. Your mother’s already tense enough."

His tone almost faltered when Freya began moving again. His cock pulsed heavily inside her warm mouth, swollen and sensitive from being kept right on the edge.

She was deliberate now, slow but intense, clearly enjoying the danger of doing this while her sister stood only a few steps away.

Gideon never backed down from that kind of challenge.

He thrust sharply without warning, driving himself deep until his shaft disappeared entirely down her throat.

A muffled, wet sound escaped her as she clenched around him, and he could see the outline of himself pressing visibly against her throat while tears pooled at the corner of her eyes.

"Don’t make a sound, Freya," he whispered, his voice thick with satisfaction. "You wouldn’t want your sister to find out and steal me from you, would you?"

"Huh? What was that sound?" Summer asked, trying to lean sideways to see better, but his broad shoulders blocked her view completely.

"I don’t know. Maybe aberrants mating."

He let out a short laugh, though it dissolved into a breathy hiss when Freya began sucking harder, swirling her tongue against his tip before forcing him deep again. The suction tightened and hungry, making his whole body tremble.

"Fuck..." he muttered, sweat sliding down his temple as pleasure climbed steadily up his spine.

Her hand moved to his balls, gently squeezing and rolling them in her palm, while her mouth worked him relentlessly. She did not gag this time. Instead, her throat adjusted, clamping down with a controlled rhythm that made his hips twitch.

"Would aberrants even be able to mate?" Summer asked innocently from the counter, completely unaware of what was happening just inches away.

"In this world? Nothing’s impossible, Summer," he replied, though his voice wavered slightly when Freya pulled almost all the way back and slammed down again.

"Even innocent girls turning out to be sluts."

His fingers tightened in Freya’s hair, guiding her pace now, and she moaned around him.

"Mmmhhh~"

Saliva and precum coated both her lips and his shaft, creating lewd, wet sounds each time she drove her head forward.

The rhythm grew faster, deeper, messier, and the sensation of her tongue swirling around the head while her throat squeezed made his vision blur at the edges. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Shit..." he gasped under his breath, jaw clenching as he tried to hold himself back.

"Oh, are you talking about me? I’m seriously excited about tonight!" Summer said cheerfully, misunderstanding him entirely.

Gideon almost felt bad. If not because tonight would be her turn.

"Yes, yes. You are, Summer. You’re a good girl," he managed, brushing his hand down Freya’s sweat-damp hair while looking into her hazy eyes.

Her gaze was unfocused now, oxygen-deprived but determined. She kept going despite the tears, despite the strain, her fingers still working inside her own jeans as if pushing herself just as hard as she was pushing him.

"I’m going to cum, Freya," he warned quietly, feeling the pressure coil tight in his abdomen. "Drink it."

Her eyes lit up immediately, her movements becoming even faster, more eager, tongue pressing firmly against the tip each time she took him down.

"But where is Freya? I haven’t seen her—"

Before Summer could finish, Delilah’s voice echoed from outside.

"Summer! Come help me!"

Summer groaned dramatically. "Yes, Mom!"

Then she added brightly, "Wait for me, Gideon. We’re going to have a lot of fun later."

Her footsteps faded. Only then did Gideon finally release the breath he had been holding, the tension in his body coiled to the breaking point.

He came with a low, finally unrestrained groan, hips jerking forward as he emptied himself into her mouth. Warm spurts filled her throat, and Freya swallowed eagerly, refusing to let even a single drop escape.

She kept sucking him through it, slow and greedy, tongue dragging from the base up to the tip, licking away every trace of semen that clung to his shaft like a shameless little addict.

It was both adorable and filthy, and the sight alone made his cock twitch back to life, swelling again, harder than before.

"What about a change of position, Freya? You can still answer me, right?" He tapped her cheek lightly with his cock.

"Yeshh... of course," she replied, voice still thick.

"I’m not that weak. We’re just getting started, aren’t we?" She grinned, licking her lips again to catch the last taste of him.

He laughed softly, unable to hide his own excitement. Turning around slightly, he glanced toward the counter space.

"Bend over here. I want to see the party while I’m at it. It’s kind of your fault I’m stuck in the kitchen anyway."

Freya nodded eagerly. She pulled her pants down fully and dropped to all fours beneath the counter, presenting herself without hesitation.

Her ass arched perfectly toward him, her soaked pussy already brushing against his shaft as she ground back, rubbing her lips along him and trembling from anticipation.

"I know I’ll cum as soon as you put it in," he said lowly. "But this time, hold it. I love how you clamp down before you lose control."

"Mhhmm... I-I’ll try. So hurry up!" she begged, hips swaying impatiently.

He chuckled. "How am I supposed to get it in if you keep moving like that? Calm down. I’m not going anywhere."

He grabbed her waist firmly, steadying her. She bit her lower lip, eyes dark and expectant, waiting for him to ruin her.

"Ahhnn! Gideon~"

He thrust inside in one smooth motion. Her tight, slick warmth enveloped him instantly, walls twitching and gripping around his length. He groaned as heat surrounded him, and she trembled violently, struggling to obey his command not to cum.

His cock stretched her open, pressing against every sensitive spot inside until her mind blanked out. All she could think about was how full he felt.

"Ohhh... move. Please move~"

Her voice was desperate now. The cramped, shadowy space beneath the counter only made everything more intense, especially with the risk of being discovered.

The memory of him calmly talking to Summer while she had his cock down her throat only fueled her more.

Then she saw it. Boots stepped closer, visible through the gap between the counter and the floor.

"Sup, Gideon," a voice called casually from the other side. "Lead said you can construct anything. Think you can make me some cigs?"