Building a Safe Zone with My Harem In The Post-Apocalyptic World-Chapter 91: [R18+] Provoking Freya

Gideon moved slowly and deliberately, his hands lifting Summer’s weakened body as if she weighed nothing.

She felt like a doll in his grasp, her control completely stripped away as soft, frustrated whimpers slipped from her lips.

It had been like this for minutes, the same slow, teasing pace, and she felt like she was going to burst at any second.

"Huu... hhnn... why are you doing this to me..." she sobbed, her voice breaking as tears gathered and slipped from her emerald eyes, her body trembling helplessly in his hold.

"Shh," he murmured with a low chuckle. "Didn’t I tell you I’d make you regret it? This is how I do it."

For what felt like the hundredth time, he slapped her hand away when she tried to reach between her legs to play with her clit.

Unlike her, Gideon was enjoying every second of it. He could feel it clearly, the way her inner walls clung to him whenever he lifted her body, as if trying to keep him inside, and the moment he pushed back in, the tight tremble that followed, welcoming him again and again.

A low groan escaped him as he slowed even more, resting his head against her shoulder. "Hahh... incredible. Your pussy loves this pace, so why don’t you?"

"You’re a lying bastard!" Summer cried, her voice strained. "I want to cum so bad!"

She tried to move, to struggle, but his grip on her wrists was firm. Even so, her body is still trying its best.

Her hips shifted restlessly, grinding back against him, desperate to feel more of his cock, chasing that intensity she knew he could give.

But it still wasn’t enough.

"Oh, Summer..." he murmured, his fingers sliding up to her jaw, forcing her head to turn. "I thought you’d enjoy this."

He made her look straight at Freya.

"Look at your sister. She seems to be enjoying it more than you."

The cloth on Freya’s mouth was damp as saliva drooling to her cheek, whether from her muffled protests or something else entirely.

But it wasn’t just that. Her body was moving, grinding against the chair, pressing herself down, forcing the plug deeper inside her with every desperate motion.

"Hmmphh! hnngg...!"

Her entire body shook, her face flushed deeply as her head tilted back. Even through her clothes, her hardened nipples were obvious, her chest rising and falling as she continued to stare at them with a mix of hatred and something far more heated.

"HMPHHNNGG!"

Then she broke. Her body tensed, shuddering as she reached her climax, her muffled sounds turning into something raw and unrestrained despite the gag and juices splurted from her jeans, wettening the floor and chair once more.

Gideon let out a soft chuckle. "See? Instead of getting revenge, it looks like you just awakened something worse in her."

Summer’s eyes widened, irritation flashing through her even as her body throbbed with need. If Freya could lose control just from watching, with nothing but that cheap plug, then there was no way she would lose while having Gideon’s thick cock inside her.

Still, she needed him to let go of her hands.

She bit her lip, swallowing her pride. "Gi-Gideon... please... let me touch myself... I’m sorry... I won’t go against you again..."

Gideon hummed, considering, before finally speaking. "Fine. I’ll let you play with yourself. But if you can make Freya cum one more time just by watching us, then I’ll let you cum too. Deal?"

It was tempting, dangerously so. But when she glanced at Freya, who already looked ready to snap back at any moment, she knew simply touching herself wouldn’t be enough.

Still, she nodded.

The moment he released her hands, she didn’t hesitate. His pace didn’t change, still slow, still dragging her along that unbearable edge, but now her fingers finally slipped between her legs, pressing against her clit as a sharp moan escaped her lips. Her body leaned fully against him, seeking support.

Gideon hissed under his breath, his hands tightening around her waist. Even he was starting to feel her inside tightening.

That made her smirk. Her other hand slid up, fingers brushing his chin, tilting his face slightly as she leaned in, pressing soft kisses along his jaw, feeling the faint roughness of his skin while her eyes stayed locked on Freya, mocking her.

Then she started to move. Her hips lifted and dropped, slow at first, unsteady from how weak her body felt, but she pushed through it, forcing herself to ride him.

Each movement drove him deeper, his cock hitting her G-spot, sending sharp waves through her that made her tremble.

Her juices spilled freely, coating his shaft, making every movement slick and loud, the wet sounds filling the room along with her breathless moans as she chased her release with everything she had.

"Hngg... Gideon, I love your cock... I want to be filled with your seeds," she said, one hand gripping her stomach as if she could already feel it.

At the same time, her inner walls clamped down around him, squeezing tight, trying to milk him dry. It pulled a low groan from him, his grip on her waist tightening as he held her firmly in place.

"Hm... are you trying to push me?" he asked, his voice heavier now, rougher than before.

Summer nodded weakly. "Is it working? Look at my sister... she’s on the edge too, just stubbornly holding it in."

Gideon had been too absorbed in her body to pay attention, but when he glanced over, he saw it clearly. Freya was barely holding on.

Even her glare had lost its sharpness, her eyes unfocused as her hips kept grinding helplessly against the chair, forcing the plug deeper with every desperate movement.

A smirk spread across his lips as something crossed his mind. He reached into his storage and pulled out the controller.

Freya’s eyes widened instantly, a flicker of excitement flashing through them despite everything.

"Think of this as a reward, Freya," he said casually. "You did well... even if you ended up soaking the chair like a needy little slut."

Then he pressed the button.

Freya’s body snapped tight. The sudden vibration from inside her made her jolt violently, a muffled cry bursting through the gag as the sound filled the room along with the wet slick noise of her losing control.

"HMMPHH! HNGG!"

She came instantly, her body shuddering as she squirted, her head thrown back, eyes rolling as the intensity overwhelmed her. Even the chair shifted under her, nearly tipping from the force of it.

The sight alone sent a stronger reaction through Summer.

Gideon could feel it, the way her pussy tightened even more around him, her body squirming restlessly as if she couldn’t take it anymore.

"So... now you understand how your sister feels?" he murmured.

Summer nodded quickly, her voice dropping into a needy whisper. "Please... I want to cum like that too..."

"Understood."

But instead of speeding up, Gideon shifted his grip, lifting her legs and raising her body as he stood.

His cock stayed buried deep inside her, moving with every step he took, dragging against her sensitive walls and making her gasp at each motion.

"Gi-Gideon... w-what are you doing...?"

"Helping you cum like your sister."

"Huh...?"

She didn’t understand at first, but when he stopped in front of Freya, it hit her. The two sisters were suddenly face to face, close enough to see every expression, every reaction.

The embarrassment rushed in instantly.

"No, Gideon, you—"