Naruto's face was buried in the mattress, muscles shaking, cock already painfully hard again. The warmth of Shion's slick folds grinded along his shaft, teasing, soaking him with each slow back-and-forth drag of her hips.
But he couldn't move.
Not really.
Shion's chakra bindings had returned—tight around his wrists and ankles, pinning him down like a sacrifice at her altar.
And tonight, he was.
"You came once," she whispered into his ear, her voice dripping honeyed venom. "And you thought it was over?"
She sank her teeth into his shoulder—not hard enough to break skin, but just enough to make him gasp.
"No," she growled. "You're not here to rest. You're here to serve."
Shion sat back, one hand on his lower back, guiding his cock with the other. She teased his tip at her dripping entrance, grinding in tiny, maddening circles.
"Beg," she commanded.
Naruto moaned, struggling against the golden binds. "Please—Shion—fuck me again—"
Her body dropped.
She slammed down, impaling herself on his cock with a wet, lewd squelch that echoed through the room. She threw her head back, arching her spine as she sank fully onto him.
"Gods, yes," she hissed. "That stretch… You were made for me, Naruto."
She didn't ride him this time.
She fucked him.
Hands pressed to his back, she rocked her hips like a wave crashing on the shore—slamming him deep inside her over and over, every motion precise and punishing.
Her pussy clenched in practiced rhythm, like a vice trained to milk every drop.
Naruto's moans turned desperate.
The pressure built fast. His balls tightened. His breath came in ragged gasps.
"You're going to cum again," Shion said, voice tight, filled with power. "But not yet."
She stopped—cock buried deep, motionless—and clamped down around him with her chakra-enhanced muscles.
"Hold it," she ordered.
He whined—actually whined—as his climax threatened to explode.
But she didn't move.
She leaned down again, licking sweat from his neck.
"You don't cum unless I let you."
She began to ride him again—slow this time, grinding, pulsing, massaging his cock with every inch.
"You're my vessel now," she whispered. "I'll drain you until your balls are dry, your mind blank, and your soul marked."
She reached under him, stroking his cock with her inner muscles, chakra coils tightening around the base like a ring.
"Tell me who owns you."
Naruto's voice cracked. "Y-You, Shion… fuck—please let me cum—"
She smiled, savage and satisfied.
"Now."
Naruto screamed—his cock erupted inside her, thick, heavy spurts of cum flooding her soaked cunt. She came too—hard—clenching, spasming, her nails digging bloody crescents into his back as her own climax ripped through her body like fire.
They collapsed together—sweaty, tangled, pulsing with raw, primal chakra.
Shion lay on top of him, panting, satisfied… but not finished.
She kissed his ear.
"One more time," she whispered. "And then maybe I'll let you sleep."
Naruto groaned.
"I… can't…"
She giggled darkly.
"Oh yes you can. And you will. Because you're mine now."
She raised her hips, guiding his twitching cock back into her heat.
And started again.