Chapter 69: Kurenai [4] (18+)

Morning light filtered through the thin curtains of Kurenai’s bedroom. Kael opened his eyes first. The sheets were a mess of dried milk, sweat, and the thick evidence of everything they had done the night before. Kurenai lay beside him on her stomach, one arm tucked under the pillow, the dog collar still buckled loosely around her throat. Her dark hair spilled across the mattress. She looked peaceful, almost soft, but the faint red marks on her hips and the dried trails on her inner thighs told the real story.

Kael sat up slowly and checked the system window in his mind. The quest marker still glowed unfinished.

[Quest 8/100 : Make Kurenai your sex slave]

He frowned. He had fucked her until she could barely crawl, filled her twice, made her wear the collar she once used on his father, and still the system refused to clear it. She had submitted with her body, but something deeper remained. He needed more.

Kurenai stirred. Her eyes opened, focused on him, and a small, tired smile curved her lips.

"What are you doing there?" she murmured, voice rough from the night. "Come here."

Kael looked at her for a long moment. Then he formed the hand seals.

"Shadow Clone Jutsu."

The pressure split behind his eyes four times in rapid succession. The world doubled, then quadrupled. Four identical naked copies of him appeared around the bed, each fully hard already, each wearing the same calm expression. Kurenai’s eyes went wide. Surprise flashed first, then something closer to fear as she realized what was about to happen.

"Naruto... what—"

The real Kael climbed onto the bed and pushed her onto her back. He hooked both of her legs over his shoulders, folding her nearly in half, and lined up. One smooth thrust buried him to the hilt in the eagle position. Kurenai’s breath left her in a sharp cry.

"Ahhh—!"

He set a deep, steady rhythm immediately, hips rolling, the wet schlick of his cock sliding through the leftover mess from the night before loud in the quiet room. Her ankles stayed locked over his shoulders. Every thrust drove him against the deepest part of her.

"You’re still not mine enough," Kael said, voice low while he fucked her. "So we’re going to fix that."

One clone moved to the side of the bed, knelt, and lowered his head between her spread thighs. While the real Kael kept thrusting, the clone’s tongue found her clit and began to lick in firm, wet circles. The double sensation made Kurenai’s back arch hard.

"Ahh—wait—both at once—ahh—"

A second clone climbed onto the mattress beside her head, leaned down, and latched onto one full breast. He sucked hard. Milk immediately answered him, warm and thin, spilling over his tongue. He swallowed and sucked again, louder this time. The third clone took the other breast, mirroring the action. Both of her nipples were now being drained while Kael pounded her and the fourth clone worked her clit with his mouth.

The wet sounds layered over each other—pap-pap-pap of Kael’s hips, the soft gluck-gluck of milk being sucked, the wet schlick of a tongue on her swollen clit. Kurenai’s hands scrambled for something to hold. One fist closed around the sheets. The other found the collar still around her throat and gripped it like a lifeline.

"Naruto... too much... ahh... they’re all... ahh—"

"Take it," the real Kael said, never slowing. "You wanted men who loved you. Now you get four of me who just want to use this body until it breaks."

He kept the eagle position for a long stretch, legs folded high, cock driving deep while the clones worked her breasts and clit without mercy. Milk ran down the sides of her chest. Her moans climbed higher, broken and continuous. When her walls started fluttering around him he pulled out with a wet pop, leaving her empty and dripping.

The first clone took his place at once. He hooked her legs the same way and thrust in hard. The wet pap-pap-pap started again, slightly different angle, same relentless depth. Kael moved to her side, grabbed a fistful of her hair, and guided her mouth to his cock.

"Open."

Kurenai parted her lips. He pushed in until her nose pressed against his pelvis. Her throat convulsed around him with a choked ghlk. He held her there for several seconds, then began to face-fuck her in short, deep strokes while the clone between her legs kept pounding.

"Ghlk... ghlk... hnnk... mmm—"

The second and third clones never left her breasts. They sucked and bit and pulled, milk still flowing freely. The wet sounds of the room became a constant overlapping chorus—throat glucks, the slap of hips, the soft pop of mouths leaving and returning to her nipples.

When the first clone’s rhythm grew erratic he pulled out and switched with another. The new clone flipped Kurenai onto her hands and knees without warning. He entered her from behind in one hard thrust and set a brutal doggy pace, hands locked on her hips. Kael stayed at her mouth, still using her throat, while the remaining two clones moved underneath her. One latched back onto a swinging breast. The other slid beneath her and began licking her clit again from below while his brother fucked her.

"Look at you," Kael said between thrusts into her mouth. "Four cocks and you’re still dripping. You used to make Minato wear that collar. Now you’re the one getting passed around like a toy. Does it feel better than love, Kurenai?"

She could only answer with muffled, wet sounds around his shaft. The clone behind her smacked her ass hard enough to leave a red print.

Smack.

"Answer him," the clone ordered, never slowing.

Kurenai pulled off Kael’s cock just long enough to gasp, "Yes—ahh—it feels better—ahh—don’t stop—"

Kael pushed back into her throat immediately. The gangbang continued without pause. Every few minutes the clones rotated. One would finish a turn in her pussy and move to her mouth. Another would take her from behind. A third would focus on her breasts or clit. The real Kael directed them with short commands, always keeping at least one cock inside her and at least one mouth on her body.

They put her on her back again. Two clones held her legs wide open while a third fucked her in a deep missionary angle. Kael straddled her chest and slid his cock between her milk-slick breasts, thrusting while the clone below pounded her. Milk and spit mixed on her skin. The wet pap-pap-pap of two different rhythms filled the room.

"You’re going to come again," Kael told her. "And when you do, you’re going to thank every single one of us."

Kurenai’s body tightened. Her cry was raw and loud as the orgasm hit. Her pussy clenched hard around the cock inside her. The clones did not stop. They fucked her through it, the wet sounds turning even thicker as her juices poured out around the shaft.

The rotations continued. They put her on her side in a scissors position so two could take her at once—one in her mouth, one in her pussy—while the others sucked and pinched and marked her breasts. Then they flipped her onto her stomach and took her in prone bone, one after another, each leaving a fresh load of pre-cum and saliva inside her before switching.

Time blurred. Kurenai’s voice grew hoarse. Her thighs shook constantly. Milk had stopped flowing as freely, but the clones still sucked and bit until her nipples were dark and swollen. Every time she tried to catch her breath another cock filled her mouth or her cunt and the wet sounds started again.

Finally Kael decided it was time to finish it.

He pulled her to the edge of the bed so her head hung slightly off the mattress. One clone immediately stepped up and pushed into her throat, holding her there with both hands in her hair. Another clone climbed onto the bed, spread her legs, and entered her pussy in one smooth thrust. The real Kael moved behind her, spat into his palm, stroked himself once, and pressed the head of his cock against her tighter entrance.

Kurenai’s eyes widened around the cock in her mouth. She made a muffled, panicked sound.

Kael pushed forward slowly. The tight ring of muscle resisted, then gave. He sank into her ass inch by inch until he was fully seated. The thin wall of flesh separated his cock from the one in her pussy. He could feel the other clone moving against him.

"Ghlk—! Ghlk—!"

Double penetration. Kael and the clone began to thrust in opposing rhythm—when one pulled back the other drove in. The wet, filthy sounds of two cocks sharing her body filled the room. The clone in her throat kept her mouth full, cutting off most of her cries. The remaining two clones leaned over her and sucked hard on her breasts again, drawing whatever milk was left.

"Take it," Kael growled, hands locked on her hips as he fucked her ass. "This is what complete submission looks like. Four of me using every hole until you finally agrees you’re mine."

Kurenai’s body trembled violently between them. The dual stretch, the constant suction on her nipples, the cock choking her—everything stacked until another orgasm tore through her without warning. Her pussy and ass clenched in tight waves around both shafts. The clone in her throat pulled back just enough to let her scream, then pushed back in.

Kael and the clone in her pussy increased their pace. The wet slap-slap-slap of three bodies moving against her became almost frantic. Kael felt his release building fast. He leaned over her back, bit the side of her neck hard, and slammed in deep.

"I’m going to fill this ass," he said against her skin. "He’s going to fill your cunt. And you’re going to take every drop while you choke on the third."

The clone in her pussy came first, hips jerking as he pumped thick ropes deep inside her. Kael followed seconds later, burying himself to the root in her ass and flooding her with heat. The clone in her throat held still, cock pulsing against her tongue as he finished as well. Kurenai swallowed what she could; the rest spilled from the corners of her mouth and ran down her cheeks.

They stayed locked inside her for several long seconds, the only sounds their harsh breathing and the soft drip of cum and milk onto the sheets. Then, one by one, the clones pulled out and dispelled in puffs of smoke, leaving only the real Kael still buried in her ass.

A system window flashed bright in his mind.

[Quest 8/100 : Make Kurenai your sex slave ✓]

[Reward: 6 Tails release]

Kael slowly pulled free. A heavy mix of cum spilled from both of her used holes and ran down her thighs. Kurenai lay limp on the bed, collar still around her throat, body marked and trembling, eyes half-lidded.

She turned her head toward him with effort. Her voice was wrecked, barely above a whisper.

"You are only mine from now on."

Kael looked down at her—hair tangled, lips swollen, breasts covered in bite marks and dried milk, thighs shiny with the proof of everything four versions of him had done—and gave a short, satisfied nod.

"Good," he said. "Now you will never be satisfied with other mens."

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