Chapter 188: Mother [8] 18+

Kael’s hands closed around the backs of Kushina’s thighs and hauled her hips up until her knees left the floor. She made a startled sound, palms flat against the table for balance, body folded forward.

"Today I’m going to make you my bitch fully."

"Naruto—this is too embarrassing. I’m your mother. Put me down."

He ignored the protest and lined himself up. One smooth thrust seated him inside her again. The new angle was sharp and deep. Kushina’s breath left her in a broken rush. Kael set his feet wide, legs outside hers, and began to move in steady, powerful strokes that rocked her whole body forward. The wet sound of their joining filled the kitchen—schlick, schlick, schlick—matched by the soft slap of his hips against her ass.

He brought his palm down hard across one cheek. The sharp crack cut through the air. Kushina jolted and cried out.

"Go to your room like this."

"Ah—how am I supposed to walk like this?"

"Then crawl. Until you do, I’ll keep slapping."

Another firm smack landed on the other cheek. Heat bloomed across her skin. Kushina’s arms trembled. For a long moment she stayed frozen, forehead nearly touching the table, while Kael continued to fuck her in short, deep strokes that made it impossible to think. When she finally shifted her weight forward onto her hands and knees he eased the pace just enough to let her move.

She started crawling.

The wooden floor was cool under her palms and knees. Every few steps Kael’s hand came down again—slap—leaving another stinging imprint on her ass. The impacts forced little broken sounds out of her throat. "Ah—! Naruto... please..." He stayed buried inside her the whole time, shuffling forward with her, never fully withdrawing. The dual sensation of the slow drag of his cock and the sharp heat of each slap left her shaking.

They reached the foot of the stairs. Kushina hesitated. Kael’s palm cracked across her cheek again, harder this time. Her whole body jerked.

"Keep going."

She climbed.

Each stair forced her to lift one knee, then the other, the motion making him shift inside her in shallow, unavoidable thrusts. Slap. Another cry. Slap. Her voice had gone high and thin. "Please... this is too humiliating..." The words came out between gasps. Kael only answered with another firm strike and a deeper roll of his hips that punched a louder moan out of her. By the midpoint of the staircase her arms were shaking and her thighs burned. Wetness streaked the insides of her legs. She could feel herself dripping around him with every step.

They finally reached the landing outside her bedroom. Kael steered her through the open door with a hand on her hip and a final sharp slap that left her whimpering. The moment they crossed the threshold he caught both of her wrists and drew them behind her back, pinning them easily in one of his hands. The new restraint forced her chest lower and her ass higher. He planted his feet shoulder-width apart and drove back into her with a single hard thrust that tore a raw sound from her throat.

The prison-guard position left her completely open and controlled. Kael set a relentless rhythm, hips snapping forward, the wet slap of skin on skin loud in the quiet room. Kushina’s moans turned continuous—ah... ah... uh... uh—spilling out of her without pause. Every thrust forced her forward onto her knees; every withdrawal dragged against the most sensitive places inside her. He kept her wrists locked at the small of her back, using the hold to pull her onto him in counterpoint to his own movements. When he angled sharper she cried out louder, the sound cracking halfway through.

"Naruto—ah—too deep—"

He only tightened his grip and fucked her harder. The sting in her ass from the earlier slaps flared with every impact of his hips. Sweat slicked the curve of her spine. Her red hair hung around her face in damp strands. Soft, broken pleas mixed with the moans—"please... wait... ah—"—but her body kept pushing back to meet him, greedy and open. The wet sounds grew louder, almost obscene. Schlick-schlick-slap. Schlick-schlick-slap.

He kept her like that until her arms trembled from the strain of the restraint and her voice had gone hoarse. Only then did he release her wrists, gather a fistful of her hair, and haul her upright. Kushina rose onto her toes with a startled gasp. Kael stayed buried inside her, chest pressed to her back, one arm banding around her waist while the other kept its grip in her hair. The standing position let him reach everything. His free hand cupped a breast, thumb stroking roughly across the nipple. His mouth found the side of her neck and bit down just hard enough to make her shudder.

He started moving again—slower now, but deeper, using the leverage of his height and the grip in her hair to control every inch. Kushina’s head rested back against his shoulder. Her hands came up almost helplessly to cover his forearm where it held her middle. Soft, continuous moans poured out of her with every upward thrust. The earlier humiliation still burned in her cheeks, but the fight had drained out of her body. What remained was heat and the helpless clutch of her walls around him each time he bottomed out.

Kael fucked her like that for a long time, unhurried and thorough, alternating between deep grinding strokes and sharper snaps that forced high, cracked sounds from her throat. His hand left her breast only to deliver another firm slap to her outer thigh or the still-tender curve of her ass, just enough to keep the sting alive. Each impact made her clench around him. Each clench dragged a low groan out of his own chest.

When the pressure at the base of his spine finally became impossible to ignore he tightened his arm around her waist, buried himself to the hilt, and came. Thick heat flooded her in heavy pulses. Kushina’s mouth opened on a silent cry. Her whole body shuddered against him, inner walls fluttering and milking him through every spurt. He stayed locked inside her until the last tremor faded, breathing hard against the side of her neck, the grip in her hair slowly gentling into something almost like a caress.

For several long seconds the only sounds in the bedroom were their uneven breathing and the soft drip of sweat onto the floorboards. Kushina remained upright only because he held her. Her legs trembled. The marks of his hands stood out pink and vivid across her ass and thighs. She made no move to pull away.

Kael pressed one last slow kiss to the hinge of her jaw and finally eased out. Cum slipped down the inside of her leg. He kept an arm around her waist when her knees threatened to buckle, guiding her the short distance to the bed. Outside the window the afternoon light had shifted. Inside the room the air was thick with the smell of sex and the quiet, stunned silence that followed when resistance finally gave way completely.

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