NTR: Stealing wives in Another World-Chapter 118: In the jungle

The jungle path sloped downward, soft earth squishing under their feet, the air thick with humidity and the distant screech of some tropical bird trying way too hard to be dramatic.

Allen adjusted the scroll under his arm, glancing sideways at Fina and Rinni as they strolled beside him—Rinni twirling a vine like it was a ribbon, and Fina humming with Luna still blorping contentedly on her shoulder.

"So," Allen said, squinting at the vines above. "Mermaids."

Fina’s ear twitched. "Mm?"

He looked between the two girls. "What do you know about ’em?"

Rinni blinked. "Like, fish girls?"

"Yeah," Allen said, waving the scroll. "We’re apparently heading straight to their territory. So I’m tryna figure out if they’re shy, aggressive, sexy, allergic to cum—whatever."

Fina shrugged. "Honestly? Not much."

"Wait, really?" Allen raised an eyebrow. "Y’all been in this world your whole lives and you don’t know about the underwater pussy crew?"

Rinni giggled. "We’re land folk, Allen. We don’t swim that deep."

Fina nodded. "The mermaids haven’t interacted with most beastkin tribes in decades. Maybe even a century."

Allen slowed his pace. "Seriously?"

"They keep to themselves now," Fina went on. "Used to trade with us—turtlekin, lizardkin, and some river-dwelling tribes. But lately? Nothing. Zuna said the contact just... stopped."

Rinni twirled her vine. "Some say the waters near their reefs got cursed. Others think they’re hiding something."

Allen frowned. "Or someone’s fucking with them. Slavers, maybe."

Fina’s tail flicked behind her. "Wouldn’t be the first time."

Rinni leaned close. "What if they’re all super horny and haven’t been bred in years?"

Allen coughed. "Okay, now that’s worth investigating."

Luna let out a splitch of approval from Fina’s shoulder, jiggling like a naughty pudding.

Fina smirked. "You’re really gonna go fuck your way through the ocean now, huh?"

"If I have to," Allen said, straight-faced. "For diplomacy."

Rinni clapped like a giddy schoolgirl. "You’re such a hero!"

Allen glanced at the scroll again, then to the vast jungle ahead. "Alright. Let’s find out what’s really going on with these mermaids. And if they’ve got fishpussies that squirt like geysers—well..."

Fina grinned. "Then we’ll need a towel."

Rinni giggled. "Or a boat."

Luna jiggled. "Blorp."

Allen groaned. "I hate you all."

But he kept walking, map in hand, mystery in mind, and just the tiniest hint of a smirk curling at his lips.

The jungle buzzed around them, thick with life and sweat and the scent of wet leaves and future bad decisions. Birds screeched overhead like they were trying to win some jungle drama contest, and Luna let out a bubbly blorp like she was cheering them on.

They were half a mile deeper when Fina suddenly glanced at Allen, one ear twitching back.

"Hey... Allen?" she said, voice all casual-like. Too casual.

He side-eyed her. "Yeah?"

She gave him that smug little smirk. "Weren’t you gonna make Zuna your bitch?"

Allen blinked. "...Huh?"

"I mean," she went on, gesturing lazily like this was just afternoon gossip, "she literally asked if you were willing to fuck her. And after everything you did to the foxkin? You made Lira—the elder—a drooling cumrag. Thought Zuna was next."

Rinni snorted, skipping a little as she twirled her vine. "Oh gods, yeah. Remember when crusty old Lira tried to make you her pet? Wanted you licking her cobwebbed pussy like some obedient slave?"

Allen made a face. "She should’ve kept those dried-up fantasies to herself."

Fina was smirking now. "Instead, you turned her into a painslut in front of her own council. Bent her over and made her peers wreck her holes like she was some common breeding sow."

"And she loved it," Rinni giggled. "Her brain broke halfway through. Just gurgling and begging for more cock like a proper slut."

Allen just shrugged. "She earned it. Power-hungry hag wanted control. I gave her something better—humility."

"But Zuna..." Fina said, her tone shifting just a bit.

Allen nodded, gaze flicking forward. "Zuna’s different."

Rinni blinked. "Different how?"

"She didn’t try to dominate me," Allen said simply. "She asked. Genuinely. And not just to fuck—she was trying to save her people. She took that rejuvenation pill, turned herself young again, all so I’d take her seriously... or take her at all."

Fina nodded her head. "Yeah, she really did that just to get help"

Allen nodded. "She’s scared. The mermaids vanished. Trade stopped. She thinks something’s seriously wrong, and she’s willing to sacrifice her pride, her body, everything, just to find out what’s going on."

Rinni twirled her vine slower. "So you didn’t fuck her because..."

"Because I like her," Allen said flatly. "Not like that—I mean I respect her. She didn’t come to me with lies or seduction games. She gave me honesty. Loyalty. That’s rare."

Fina’s tail flicked. "So she’s not off the table."

Allen smirked. "Hell no. I’m just not rushing it. Zuna’s gonna come to me again—but next time, it won’t be for politics or duty. It’ll be because she wants it."

Rinni bit her lip. "You’re so mean when you’re patient."

Fina smiled. "She’ll be soaked before you even unzip."

Luna let out a bubbly sploosh on Fina’s shoulder, wiggling like a horny jellybean.

Allen glanced at the scroll again, then at the green sea of trees ahead. "One thing at a time. Mermaids first. Then Zuna. And when I finally take her..."

He grinned.

"She won’t be my bitch. She’ll be mine." Allen said, smirking like he’d already planned how Zuna would scream when he finally broke her in.

The jungle air hung thick around them, every breath soaked in heat and musk. The trail opened into a clearing where the twisted roots of an ancient tree rose like gnarled fingers from the earth, and the shade underneath was just enough to promise a break from the sun—and a place to get filthy.

Allen slowed to a stop and dropped his pack. "Alright. Break time."

Fina stretched with a soft, satisfied groan, her toned belly arching just enough to flash the glisten of sweat on her hips. "Mmm. Finally."

Rinni flopped down instantly, rolling onto her back with her legs up like some jungle nymph offering herself to the clouds. "Ughhh, my legs are gonna fall off. Allen, you should carry me everywhere like the spoiled bunny princess I am."

"You’re not royalty," Allen muttered, glancing around, "You’re just horny with extra steps."

"Still counts," she giggled.

Allen sat down against the tree trunk, stretching his legs and cracking his neck. The air was thick with humidity and the subtle scent of Fina’s arousal—gods, she always leaked just a little when she stretched. He could smell it like ripe fruit begging to be bitten.

And he was bored.

"Hey, Rinni," he said casually, already untying his belt. "Suck my cock."

She blinked. "Now?"

Allen’s thick, veiny dick flopped out, semi-hard and already pulsing. "There’s literally nothing else to do."

Rinni’s eyes sparkled. "You’re such a degenerate, Master," she whispered, crawling over with a sway in her hips.

"And you love it."

She didn’t argue. Instead, she knelt between his legs, grabbed the base of his cock with both hands, and opened her mouth wide, tongue out like she was offering a fucking tribute to a god. She dragged her tongue from his balls to the tip, moaning like it was dessert. Then, without hesitation, she plunged her mouth down on him, cheeks hollowing.

"Fuck," Allen muttered, tilting his head back as the wet gluck-gluck-gluck noises echoed off the tree bark. Her throat clenched around his shaft like it was built to milk him, spit already dribbling down his length and pooling at the base.

Fina sat beside him, watching the show with a smirk, but Allen didn’t let her relax. His hand shot between her thighs, fingers plunging into her soaked pussy without warning. She gasped, arching slightly, her tail flicking against the tree root behind her.

"Already dripping, huh?" Allen growled in her ear.

"You’re fingering me in a jungle while your cum-slut bunny deepthroats you," Fina breathed. "Of course I’m dripping."

He slammed two fingers into her deeper, curling up just right—and slid his other hand between Rinni’s thighs without even looking. She moaned around his cock as his fingers found her slit, already embarrassingly wet.

"Holy fuck," Allen muttered. "You’re both soaked."

Schlick-schlick-schlick—his fingers pumped in and out of both girls’ cunt, alternating speed, curling up just enough to make their legs twitch. The air was filled with the obscene sounds of pussy juice being stirred like a filthy soup, and Rinni’s throat was making wet choking noises as she pushed herself harder onto his cock, drool flying with every messy thrust.

Fina bit his shoulder, hard. "You’re disgusting," she hissed.

He turned and kissed her—deep, slow, messy—while his fingers worked her insides raw. Her moans poured into his mouth as her hips bucked. The way her pussy clamped on his fingers? She was close already.

Rinni pulled back just enough to gasp, strings of spit connecting her lips to his twitching cock. "M-Master, you’re gonna make me cum without even touching my clit..."

"You want it?" Allen asked, his tone smug, fingers still driving deep into her bunny cunt.

She nodded, pupils huge. "Y-Yes, please, I wanna cum on your fingers while I suck your cock like a filthy jungle cocksleeve—please!"

He growled, "Then earn it."

She dove back onto his dick like it was life itself. Her throat bulged with every thrust, and her thighs trembled around his hand.

Allen leaned back, mouth still tangled with Fina’s, his fingers wrecking both girls in sync. The clearing was an orchestra of depravity: the glurp-glurp-gluck of Rinni’s throat, the slap-squelch of wet fingers drilling two leaking holes, the moans and whimpers of Fina as her kiss broke into gasps.

And Allen?

He just sat there—completely in control. Getting his dick sucked, tongue tangled with one girl, hands buried wrist-deep in hot cunt. Like a fucking jungle king.

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