NTR: Stealing wives in Another World-Chapter 127: Punishing the bunny

The waves glistened in the distance, stained with fading streaks of bioluminescence from the magic circle Allen had just defiled with his cum. The mermaids had finally vanished into the sea—though not without a whole lot of blushing, stammering, and not-so-subtle peeking at the man who had just rearranged Fina’s guts in full view of the moonlight.

Allen stood there, cock still heavy, still twitching, still slick with the aftermath. He hadn’t even bothered to tuck it all the way back in, and honestly? Why should he? If the mermaids wanted a little show to swim away with, he was doing a damn public service.

Fina was clinging to him like he was her anchor, legs trembling, mouth curved in a dazed, satisfied smile. She was still leaking—hell, dripping—his cum down the insides of her thighs, soaking the bare curve of her hips, her fur matted and sticky.

Beside them, Rinni was giggling uncontrollably.

"Did you see the way that one mermaid stared at your cock?" she cackled, ears bouncing with every breathless laugh. "I swear she looked like she just witnessed a divine revelation. Like—’Ohh nooo, my mouth’s too small to worship the holy meat properly!’"

Fina blinked, slowly turning her head. Her eyes narrowed.

"Oh?" she said sweetly.

Rinni didn’t notice the danger until after she finished wiping a tear of laughter from her cheek. "Like, legit, I thought she was gonna faint—"

SNAP.

"YEEP?!"

Fina’s hand lashed out and snatched Rinni’s tail at the base, right where it met her lower back. The bunny’s entire body jolted like she’d just been struck by lightning.

"Ohhh, you masochist bunny..." Fina cooed, dragging her in by the tail like she was reeling in a particularly naughty fish. "You were acting like such a bigshot earlier. Giggling. Bragging. Narrating while I got dicked into another dimension."

Rinni’s ears drooped.

"I—wha—I wasn’t bragging!" she squeaked, legs scrunching up as she tried to wriggle free. "I was just, y’know... giving commentary!"

"Like a horny little sports announcer," Allen deadpanned, arms crossed as he watched Fina slowly circle the bunny like a predator sizing up her prey.

Fina licked her lips. "Uh huh. Commentary. Mmm. You wanna giggle while I’m getting absolutely wrecked, huh?" Her hand slid up Rinni’s side, fingers teasing just under the hem of her loose tunic. "Let’s see if you’re still laughing after a little lesson in humility."

Then she pounced.

"WAHH—Fina nooo—!"

Rinni went down into the soft mossy earth, squealing, as Fina straddled her hips with the grace of a jungle cat and the smugness of a girl who knew exactly how much power she had right now.

"You were acting real smug for a bunny who creams herself when someone glares too hard," Fina teased, leaning forward until her breasts brushed against Rinni’s chest. "Time to reset that brat meter."

She dug in.

Tickle tickle tickle.

"AIEEEE—Fina stop—!"

"Not until you apologize~!"

"I’M SORRY FOR EXISTING—AHAHAH—"

Allen chuckled and knelt beside them, one hand casually sliding up Rinni’s dress like he was adjusting a napkin at a dinner table. "You really gonna lie and say you don’t love this?"

He gave her a firm squeeze, palm pressing into the swell of one bunny tit.

Rinni’s back arched.

Her breath hitched.

"Y-you’re both evil," she whimpered, eyes fluttering as Fina’s hand dove back under her skirt. "Sadists."

"Oh?" Fina purred, pulling Rinni’s dress up just enough to expose the slick curve of her thighs. "Say that again, bunny. I wanna hear you call me names while your hips grind like a bitch in heat."

"I’m—mmh—I’m not grinding—!"

"You are absolutely grinding," Allen smirked, giving her nipple a flick through the thin fabric of her tunic. "Your pussy’s probably drooling harder than your mouth."

"She’s not denying it," Fina added with a grin.

"I hate you both," Rinni moaned, her legs trembling as Fina’s hand slid higher. "You’re gonna break me."

Fina leaned in, whispering directly into her ear.

"Good."

Rinni whimpered.

And Allen?

He was already unbuckling his belt again.

Allen’s belt hit the ground with a quiet thud.

Rinni didn’t even have time to yelp before his hands were on her thighs, spreading them wide like they belonged to him—which, at this point, they kinda did. She gasped, her breath catching as the night air kissed the slick heat between her legs.

"Wait—Allen—mmmh—!"

He didn’t.

He dove in.

One slow, deliberate lick up the length of her folds had her back arching off the mossy ground like she’d been struck by lightning. But then—then—he gently bit down right on her clit. Not hard, not mean, just enough pressure to send a pulse of electric pleasure rocketing straight up her spine.

"AAAHHHH—!!"

She exploded.

Like, full-on bunnyfire-hose mode. Her thighs snapped shut around his head as she squirted, hard, a shuddering spray soaking his face, her own thighs, and the moss beneath them in a sudden, gushing release.

It was so intense she actually howled, legs trembling violently, mouth wide open in a silent scream as her body shook with the force of it. Her fingers curled into the grass like she was holding on for dear life.

Allen just groaned into her cunt like he was drinking straight from the source.

Fina, still perched above them, blinked in surprise, then burst out laughing. "Ohhh my gods, did she just—"

"She did," Allen said, pulling back with his lips glistening, his cheeks slick with her nectar. "Our little bunny just turned into a geyser."

Rinni was not coherent. Her eyes were rolled halfway back into her skull, her tongue was out, and her chest was heaving like she’d just run a marathon with a vibrator strapped to her clit.

Fina leaned down, inspecting the damage with a little whistle. "You okay there, puddle bunny?"

"’M gonna die," Rinni whimpered weakly, still twitching. "You bit it... you bit it..."

Allen smirked, brushing a kiss over her inner thigh. "Gentle pressure. I read the manual."

"What is manual?!" she squealed.

Then, just as Allen was about to go in for round two—Fina clapped her hands.

"Alright! Fun’s over."

Allen and Rinni both blinked.

"...Huh?" Allen said, blinking cum-blind and pussy-drunk.

Fina stood, brushing moss off her legs like she hadn’t just spent the last ten minutes being a tickle-dominatrix. "We need to head back to the turtle village. Elder granny’s probably wondering why we took a suspiciously long time teleporting."

Allen groaned. "We just got to the good part."

Rinni, who was still twitching from aftershocks, whimpered, "I was ascending..."

Fina pointed down at her, smug as ever. "Yeah? Well, descend. And wipe yourself off, you’re leaving a damn puddle."

"I can’t move," Rinni mumbled, still dazed.

Allen raised an eyebrow. "Want me to carry her by the ears again?"

Fina grinned. "Only if you hold her like a trophy."

Rinni squealed. "I’M NOT A TROPHY—I’M A DIGNIFIED BUNNY—!"

"Dripping like a faucet," Allen muttered, licking her essence off his lips.

Fina tossed Rinni a small cloth from her pouch. "Clean yourself up, puddle princess. Unless you wanna go waddling back into the village with Allen’s love bites glowing on your clit."

Rinni froze.

Then grabbed the cloth with the speed of divine shame.

Allen watched her scrub furiously between her legs, cheeks red, ears trembling, muttering curses under her breath.

He stood, still half-hard, still drenched in her slick. "This better be a short trip."

Fina shot him a wink. "If you behave, maybe I’ll let you finish what you started... with both of us."

"Gonna hold you to that."

"Good," she said, tugging his waistband back up with a playful snap. "Now march, cum-commander."

And just like that, three oversexed degenerates vanished into the woods—one glowing with pride, one limping from clit overload, and one still rock-hard and plotting revenge.

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