Neo approached the dimly lit storage room behind the bar, the air thick with the scent of aged wood and faint ale.
His muscles still hummed from the earlier confrontation, a reminder of the power now coursing through him in this strange new world.
Carla followed close, her eyes shining with a mix of gratitude and something deeper, hungrier.
She had barely spoken since he dealt with her tormentor, but her body language said everything, shoulders relaxed for the first time in weeks, steps light as if a weight had lifted.
Inside the cramped space, surrounded by barrels and shelves, Carla turned to him.
Her hands trembled slightly as she reached for his belt.
"Neo... I don't know how to thank you properly," she whispered, voice husky.
He realized her intention in that moment, the way her gaze dropped and her lips parted.
A surge of heat flooded him, but he kept his touch gentle, patting her hair with affection.
'She's choosing this,' he thought, warmth mixing with desire.
"That's it, good girl… you're doing so well," he murmured softly, his hand gently stroking her hair.
Carla's warm, eager mouth worked him perfectly, her tongue swirling around his thick, veined shaft as she maintained eye contact, her cheeks hollowing with every devoted suck.
The sight of her pretty face stuffed full with his massive cock, lips stretched wide, eyes watering yet determined, made the pleasure spike intensely.
He was rock-hard, girth pulsing against her tongue, balls heavy and tight with building need.
From Carla's view, Neo's powerful body loomed above her, broad chest heaving, abs flexing with each controlled breath.
His cock was enormous, throbbing hot and salty-sweet on her tongue, filling her mouth so completely she felt claimed.
The praise in his voice sent sparks through her core, making her pussy ache with wetness.
She sucked harder, hollowing her cheeks, loving how his thick length twitched in response, veins pulsing under her lips.
'He sees me. Wants me. I'd do anything for this man.'
Neo's hand tightened gently in her hair as ecstasy built.
"Fuck, Carla... just like that."
He praised her steadily, voice low and rough, until the pressure broke.
Thick ropes of hot cum flooded her mouth, and she swallowed greedily, gulping down as much as she could while a few drops spilled down her chin.
She looked up at him with shining, devoted eyes, licking her lips clean.
Breathing hard, Neo helped her to her feet, cupping her face.
"Helping you get rid of that scum... it wasn't just about justice. It was so you could work here as a barmaid with peace of mind. No more fear."
Carla nodded, cheeks flushed.
"Even so, I thank you. Truly."
They stepped out of the storage room, straightening their clothes.
In the main bar area, Mary and GG were already waiting, their expressions a mix of relief and quiet anticipation.
Neo gave them a steady nod.
"How about we get back to work?"
They returned to their tasks without hesitation.
The rest of the day passed smoothly, Neo's protective presence like a shield.
With his new reputation, harassment attempts were few and far between, no one dared bother the women when he stayed close, his tall, muscular frame a silent warning.
He felt a deep satisfaction in it, anchoring him.
'These women... they've been through enough. I won't let it continue.'
Then it happened.
A rough-looking man grabbed GG's wrist near the counter, sneering.
"Hmm? You useless toy changed jobs and working here but you, "
He didn't finish.
Neo's fist connected with his jaw in a brutal crack, breaking bone and sending the man flying backward into tables.
Pure fury burned in Neo's eyes, not just anger, but a fierce, protective need for the woman who had entrusted herself to him.
He didn't stop, raining down blows until the man was a bloodied mess on the floor, barely conscious.
The man clutched his shattered jaw, gasping.
"What I did to you... I was just talking to that prostitute."
Neo shook his head, voice low and deadly.
"She is my woman now. Next time you touch her, you die."
GG's heart swelled at the words, warmth flooding her chest.
She had already decided no other man would touch her again, but hearing it from his mouth made it real, unbreakable.
'I'm his. Protected.'
Seeing him break that monster's jaw felt right, the man had scarred her body and soul worse than anyone.
She wished he would die.
The thug glared up, holding his jaw.
"Do you know who my mother is?"
Neo tilted his head, curious but unmoved.
"Mother? Is she supposed to be someone important?"
GG stepped forward, voice steady despite the emotion.
"This man is trash. He scarred me physically and emotionally. I wish you'd kill him."
She hesitated, then added, "His mother is the merchant guild headmaster. Vanessa. She controls goods movement across the villages in this section of the kingdom."
Neo processed it.
'Such a man must be rich. Why harass a hated gilf like GG?'
He asked her quietly.
GG sighed.
"Actually, I was his mother's competitor. After I lost everything... it became like this."
The realization hit.
Without hesitation, Neo grabbed the man's head and snapped it with a sickening crunch, killing him instantly.
He dragged the corpse outside and tossed it into the street.
A pack of scavenging dogs immediately swarmed, dragging it away.
Neo turned to GG, voice soft.
"Alright. Do you feel good now?"
GG stood there, stunned.
Becoming Neo's woman had been the right choice, he hadn't hesitated crossing someone like Vanessa.
A fierce sense of safety and belonging filled her.
As the day ended, Carla and Mary made their way home.
Neo noticed GG lingering by the bar door, clearly wanting to speak.
She approached.
"I want to stay with you."
"Of course," Neo replied.
"You're my woman now. Go with Mary to the house. I have a task at the village chief's wife's place."
GG nodded, a small smile playing on her lips.
She and Mary headed off while Neo made his way toward Freya's home.
The guards recognized him immediately and let him pass, Freya had given strict orders.
Inside the spacious house, Neo walked toward her room.
Passing a second door he didn't recognize, he caught a sliver of light from the crack and heard rhythmic meaty slapping sounds, fingers on wet flesh.
Curiosity pulled him closer.
Through the gap, he saw Freya's daughter, naked and lost in pleasure.
She had curves every bit as voluptuous as her mother: massive, heaving breasts with hard nipples, a huge, jiggling ass, and thick thighs spread wide.
Her fingers plunged in and out of her soaked pussy, juices glistening on her skin as her body rocked.
She sucked on one of her own nipples, moaning softly, fantasizing.
She remembered how easily Neo had dominated her mother, the strongest female warrior of her time, her idol.
'All men are inferior... but him. I want to fight him. Feel that strength.'
Neo slipped away quietly, letting her continue, and entered Freya's room.
As usual, Freya pulled him into a fierce hug, arms wrapping around his head.
With practiced ease, Neo lifted her powerful body, stripping away their clothes until they were both naked.
His massive cock, thick, veined, and rock-hard, slid deep inside her tight, velvety pussy in one powerful thrust.
He used his strength, equivalent to ten men, pinning her against the wall and pounding into her.
Her huge ass cheeks rippled with every impact, tits bouncing heavily as he hit her deepest points, leaving afterimages of motion.
Juices squirted around his girth with each brutal yet controlled stroke.
From Freya's perspective, Neo's chiseled body dominated hers completely, broad shoulders, ripped abs, and that enormous dick stretching her walls to their limit, balls slapping heavily against her.
The fullness was addictive, pleasure bordering on overwhelming as he claimed her.
'Gods, he's so deep... so strong.'
Neo realized the risk and leaned in, biting her ear.
"How about we take a tour while everyone's sleeping?"
Freya clenched hard around his cock at the forbidden idea.
"No, "
But he grabbed her wide, plush ass harder, driving deeper, grinding against her g-spot.
"Don't lie. You want it too."
She bit her lip, nodding.
Neo carried her, still impaled, thrusting with every step down the hall.
Her massive tits bounced wildly against his chest, pussy gripping him desperately as she fought to stifle moans.
The daughter's room light was now off, but the timing was too short, she had to still be awake, listening.
A wicked idea formed.
Neo grabbed Freya's wide ass cheeks firmly and walked right up to the daughter's door, still buried balls-deep inside her mother.
The danger of being caught by her own daughter while getting fucked so deeply created unbearable sexual tension that had both of them burning with illicit pleasure.