From Goblin Slave To Giga-Daddy: A Goblin’s Guide to Getting a Harem

If ever presented the choice of being smothered by a hot milf, 99 out of 100 men would throw themselves in headfirst with a grin.

The last one percent were just liars or secretly batting for the other team.

Obviously, if some poor bastard—yes, you readers included—ever got the chance to be buried under a woman's warm thighs, you wouldn't sit there like a saint.

No, you'd eat her like she was the last damn meal on earth.

And Rae, no matter what he was now, had been a man in his past life, a man in this one too. Instinct didn't disappear just because you got reincarnated.

When heaven drops a divine gate right onto your face, you don't question, you don't hesitate—you taste.

So Rae licked.

A long, slow, deliberate stroke of his tongue, dragging upward from the fat base of her trembling kitty all the way to the sensitive peak.

Melissa nearly lost her soul. Her thighs shook as if lightning had zapped her spine. Her eyes went wide, then rolled back before she could stop it.

The sheer heat that had been simmering inside her, stoked and teased by all that close contact and danger, detonated at once.

'Wh-what the hell. Did he… no, he couldn't have. That was an accident. Just an accident. Rae doesn't even think like that. He's just trying to breathe. He has to be.'

But then another lick came, firmer this time, slow and greedy.

Melissa bit her lip so hard she tasted blood. Her entire body wanted to collapse into him, but that just mean, certain death to her.

Her fists clenched, her face flushed red hot.

'Stop shaking, damn it. It's just nerves. Just the goblin, just the mission. He's not doing it on purpose. He's not…'

And yet, the more she tried to deny, the more her body betrayed her, trembling harder, her hips twitching ever so slightly as her wetness grew, spreading warm against his mouth.

Melissa's chest heaved, her whole body shivering from the betraying jolts shooting up her spine, when suddenly—

Swooosh—

The goblin's crude spear slashed through the air, close enough that she felt the wind tug at her hair.

"Come out, come out, where ever you are!!"

Her heart dropped. If she didn't move lower, she was going to get skewered.

'Dammit! Dammit!'

So she went down.

Lower.

Of course, she wasn't liking it at all.

Her hips pressed harder against Rae's face, her naked slit sealing onto his mouth like a perfect fit, trapping his nose deep into her mound.

'Shit, shit, shit. Too close. I have to stay flat. He's right above me.'

"You think you can hide from this great Rampage?! Ha! Never!"

Another swing. The goblin barked in his guttural tongue, spear carving another vicious arc through the night.

'Does he know we are here?!'

Melissa ducked further, pressing so close to Rae's face she could feel his lips part against her folds.

And Rae, poor bastard, took full advantage.

'He he he...time to up the game once again.'

He licked again. This time rougher, hungrier, his tongue curling and stroking like it had finally found its holy purpose.

Her nectar coated his mouth, his chin already wet and glistening, and he didn't stop.

"Mhmm~~"

Melissa bit her knuckle hard, muffling a gasp as her hips jolted.

'Oh gods. He's… he's still breathing. That's all. He has to be breathing. Rae wouldn't—he can't—'

"Don't play with me, you numbskulls!"

The goblin snarled, this time thrusting the spear downward, missing her by inches.

Melissa flattened all the way, grinding herself against Rae in pure desperation to survive.

And Rae…

Rae had never been happier to risk suffocating.

'Fuck yes. Closer. Deeper. Don't you dare move away now.'

His tongue plunged between her lips, lapping, tasting, devouring. Her body betrayed her again, hips jerking down, smothering him harder.

Melissa's thighs quivered uncontrollably, her whole body trembling as she tried to stay still while a goblin prowled right overhead, swinging death itself in sloppy arcs.

'Hold it together, Melissa. Just hold it. It's the mission. Not him. Not this. Gods damn it… why does it feel so good.'

'No! I didn't mean it like that, fuck!'

Her lungs were on fire, her teeth clenched tight around her knuckle as another spear thrust came down—so close it stabbed into the dirt just past her shoulder.

The goblin yanked it out, snarling, searching for movement.

"Gimme something. Anything. I will skewer right through your assholes, I swear!"

She couldn't move. Couldn't breathe. The only thing she could do was press lower, flattening herself, her entire naked heat swallowing Rae's face.

And Rae… oh Rae was not wasting his oxygen wisely.

His tongue surged up, curling, swirling, dragging from bottom to top with obscene eagerness, his nose buried so deep she swore he was sniffing her soul.

'No. No. Not now. I can't. Not with a goblin standing right there.'

But her body didn't listen.

Her thighs clamped hard around his head, her hips bucking helplessly as wave after wave of fire rushed up her spine.

"Nghh~"

She tried to bite her lip, but it was useless—her mouth opened in a silent cry, her whole body convulsing.

And then she broke.

'I c-can't...I can't anymore...ha!!!'

The tension snapped like a dam giving way, and she came. Hard. Gushing.

Her honey poured out, raining down on Rae's greedy mouth, soaking his face in hot, desperate release.

Her vision blurred, stars exploding in her eyes as she struggled not to scream.

She bit her wrist so hard she tasted blood, her body jerking like she'd been struck by lightning.

'Come to me. Come to papa.'

Rae drank it all, his tongue relentless, swallowing every drop like a man starved.

The goblin froze. Its ears twitched. Its eyes narrowed, suspicious.

Melissa lay quivering, her whole lower body trembling, the evidence of her orgasm dripping audibly onto his chin.

'Gods help me… I… I lost it. In front of Rae. And the goblin is still here. Shit. Shit.'

Meanwhile Rae, drowning in her nectar, thought only one thing—

'Best mission ever.'

"Stop wasting your stupid time over there, Rampage. Come on here."

The first goblin called out, his tone full of irritation. He was already losing patience. His partner looked like a deranged scarecrow swinging a spear at phantoms.

"But I swear I heard something. Right here. Right under me."

Rampage hissed, his eyes scanning, his spear stabbing at the shadows like he was trying to murder oxygen itself.

Melissa froze, sweat dripping down her temple. Every thrust of that spear came dangerously close, the steel tip whistling through the air above her back.

If she raised her head even a little, she'd get attacked but that also means, killing them. She didn't want that type of failure at this beginning stages of the mission.

She pressed down even harder, her full weight sinking onto Rae's face. Her slick folds sealed him in completely, as if she was trying to smother him into the afterlife.

'Don't move. Don't breathe. Don't even twitch. Oh gods, if this bastard finds me I'm finished.'

But Rae… Rae had other ideas.

'Its...hard to breath under her pussy...but goddamn, the taste....'

Trapped beneath, suffocating in heaven, he decided if he was going to die, he might as well die a happy man.

'I want to taste it once more...'

His tongue darted out again, snaking through her folds, dragging slow and deep, savoring every trembling twitch of her body.

Melissa's thighs quivered. She nearly squeaked out loud. Her whole body wanted to melt, her hips begging to grind down, her nerves on fire.

"Mhmm~"

Rampage's spear stabbed down again, so close it made the earth shake. He growled, teeth grinding.

"I know I heard something. Some slut moaning. Don't you hear that"

The first goblin spat.

"Tch. You and your perverted ears. Nothing is there. Come on before the boss finds out you're jerking off with your spear."

Melissa's heart pounded. The goblin was right. She was moaning. Just barely, under her breath.

'Oh no. He's hearing me. He's literally hearing me. The mission is going to be compromised because Rae won't stop licking.'

And Rae, shameless as ever, lapped harder.

Rampage crouched low, his spear grazing the dirt not even a hand's span from Melissa's shoulder.

His nostrils flared as if he could smell her fear, or maybe the sweet scent of her dripping arousal leaking down Rae's face.

'Shit! Shit! What's with my luck today?'

For a heartbeat, Melissa thought it was over.

But Rampage clicked his tongue and spat to the side.

"Tch. Waste of time."

He stood back up, shoulders twitching with annoyance.

"Nothing here. Let's move before the boss finds out."

And just like that, his heavy footsteps retreated. The other goblin muttered something about idiots wasting patrol time, and the two of them resumed their patrol.

Relief should have come. But instead—

Melissa's body convulsed.

Once again.

And she felt her body betraying her again...