NTR: Barbarian Harem Conquest

Chapter 207: Forbidden Threshold (6)

The word cracked out of her.

Kane stayed still, letting her adjust to the full, throbbing girth stretching her open.

His cock pulsed inside the vise-like heat. When her breathing steadied, he began to move.

The first withdrawal dragged the thick shaft slowly out until only the head remained inside; the return filled her again.

The friction was searing. Wet, filthy sounds rose with every stroke, skin against skin, the soft slap of his hips against her ass.

Slovia’s moans shifted, lower, more continuous.

"Ah... nn... deeper—"

Kane gave it to her.

He set a steady, powerful rhythm, the full length of him pistoning in and out of the tight hole.

Her long dark hair spilled across the desk. The breasts bounced with every thrust. He leaned forward, one hand bracing beside her, the other reaching down to circle her clit with rough, precise pressure while he fucked her ass.

"Oh—oh gods—Kane—"

Her voice broke on his name. He felt the first flutter of her climax around the thick shaft buried in her. He did not ease up. He kept the deep, relentless pace until her body locked and a sharp, broken cry tore from her throat.

Her ass clenched hard around him in pulses. Kane growled through it, holding himself deep while she rode the orgasm out.

When the tremors faded, he pulled out completely.

The tight ring stayed slightly open, glistening. Slovia’s eyes were glassy, lips swollen. Kane did not give her time to recover.

He hooked his hands under her knees and folded her in half, pushing her thighs back until her knees nearly touched her shoulders.

The position opened her completely. He lined up again and thrust back into her ass in one long, powerful stroke.

"WAI—!"

The moan was louder, rawer.

Kane held her folded and fucked her hard. The desk creaked under the force. Every thrust drove the thick cock deep into the tight heat, the new angle letting him bottom out completely.

Slovia’s hands scrambled for purchase on the wood. Her eyes fluttered.

"Too deep—ah—fuck—too deep—"

"You told me to try my luck," Kane growled.

He kept the punishing rhythm, the slap of his hips against her folded body filling the study.

"Take it."

"I am—nnn—ah—"

He shifted his grip, locking her legs tighter against her chest, and drove harder.

The tight ring of her ass stretched obscenely around the thick shaft with every thrust. Slovia’s moans turned higher, almost continuous, broken only by sharp gasps when he slammed particularly deep.

Her eyes began to roll back with the intensity, the assessing clarity gone, replaced by pure, overwhelmed sensation.

Kane pulled out again only long enough to haul her off the desk.

He spun her, dropped into a sturdy chair near the fire, and pulled her down with him.

In one smooth motion, he hooked his arms under her knees from behind, lifting and spreading her legs wide while her back pressed to his chest, full nelson.

The position left her completely open and helpless against his strength. His cock found her ass again and thrust upward, burying every thick inch inside her in a single powerful stroke.

"AHHH—!"

Slovia’s head fell back against his shoulder. Her eyes rolled fully this time, the whites flashing as the new angle drove him impossibly deep.

Kane’s arms locked her legs high and wide, holding her open while he fucked up into her with hard, relentless thrusts.

The filthy sound of his cock slamming into her ass filled the room. Her breasts bounced freely with every upward drive.

Long dark hair clung to her sweat-damp face and shoulders.

"Look at you," Kane rasped against her ear.

"Queen of an empire. Taking a barbarian’s cock in your ass like this."

"Shut—ah—shut up—nnn—"

Her voice cracked.

Another moan tore free as he adjusted the angle and slammed deeper.

The full nelson left her no leverage, no way to control the depth or pace.

Kane used the position ruthlessly, hips snapping up, the thick shaft pistoning in and out of the tight hole while her body was held folded and spread against him.

"Ah—ah—ah—fuck—Kane—I’m—"

Her fourth climax hit hard. Her ass clamped down in violent, rhythmic pulses around his cock.

A broken cry left her throat. Her eyes rolled back again, mouth open, the proud control completely shattered for the moment.

Kane fucked her through it without slowing, drawing the orgasm out until she was shaking in his arms, soft, continuous whimpers spilling from her lips.

He was close himself.

The clenching heat of her ass, the way her body trembled against him, the sight of the powerful queen reduced to moaning and eye-rolling in this position, all of it pushed him to the edge.

He held her locked open and drove up hard, once, twice, three more times, then buried himself to the root and came with a guttural groan.

Thick pulses of seed flooded her ass.

He kept thrusting through the release, short and deep, until every drop was spent inside her.

For several long breaths they stayed locked together. Kane’s arms still held her legs high and spread.

Slovia’s head rested back against his shoulder, chest heaving, eyes half-lidded and unfocused. A

thin trickle of his release began to leak out around the thick shaft still buried in her.

Kane slowly lowered her legs.

He eased out of her; more of his seed followed, running down the inside of one thigh. He set her carefully on her feet, but her legs were unsteady.

She braced one hand on the desk, breathing hard, long dark hair a tangled curtain around her face.

When she finally looked at him, the assessing sharpness was returning, but slower than usual, tempered by the thorough wrecking he had just given her.

"You..." she started, then cleared her throat. Her voice was hoarse.

"You actually managed it."

Kane’s chest still rose and fell hard. His cock remained half-hard, glistening. He reached out and brushed a strand of silver-threaded hair from her cheek.

"You asked me to destroy you," he said. "I don’t do things halfway."

Slovia’s mouth curved, small and genuine this time.

She glanced down at the mess between her thighs, at the way her legs still trembled, and let out a low, breathless laugh.

"Apparently not."

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