Chapter 207: Konan [7] 18+

**Chapter 207**

Kael turned Konan so her back faced the bright mouth of the alley and bent her forward. Her hands braced on her knees at first, then dropped lower until she was almost on all fours, weight on her palms and the balls of her feet, ass lifted high. The festival crowd moved past only a few meters away—laughing, bargaining, completely unaware.

“Naruto… I can see everyone…”

He answered by gripping her hips and driving back into her in one deep stroke. The wet sound of it was swallowed by the market noise, but the force still punched a sharp moan out of her. He set a steady, heavy rhythm, each thrust rocking her forward.

“So what if anyone sees?”

The tone in his voice had changed. Earlier there had been persuasion; now there was pure possession. He slapped one of her ass cheeks hard enough to leave a stinging print. Konan jolted and moaned, the sound half protest and half something darker.

“Everyone can see us—”

Another slap landed on the other cheek. The sharp crack cut through the air. Her moan rose higher.

“So what if they can?” He leaned over her back, still thrusting, mouth close to her ear. “Do you want me to stop?”

She didn’t answer. Her fingers curled against the dirty alley floor. Kael’s palm cracked across her ass again, harder.

“Answer me.”

Konan pressed the back of one hand to her mouth, trying to muffle the noises. He slapped her once more and kept the deep, punishing pace.

“Tell me. Stop or not.”

A broken, shaky breath left her. When she finally spoke, the words were small and raw.

“Don’t stop… keep going.”

Kael’s smile was sharp. He grabbed both of her wrists, pulled them behind her back, and pinned them there with one hand. The new restraint forced her chest lower and her ass higher. He fucked her like that—standing, dominant, using her own arms as leverage to pull her onto every thrust. The position left her completely open and controlled. Each stroke went deeper than the last. Soft, continuous moans spilled out of her, no longer fully muffled.

“Ah… ah… Naruto… it’s so deep…”

“That’s it. Take it.”

He kept her wrists locked and drove into her for a long time, the wet slap of skin mixing with the distant festival music. Konan’s legs trembled. Sweat slicked the small of her back. Every time she tried to lift her head toward the crowd he pulled her arms tighter and thrust harder, dragging her attention back to the cock filling her.

When he finally released her wrists he did not pull out. Instead he reached into his pocket and drew out a thick black marker. Konan looked back over her shoulder, eyes glassy, cheeks flushed.

“What are you doing?”

“Marking my territory.”

He wrote across one ass cheek in bold strokes—**My**—then across the other—**Bitch**. The cold tip of the marker and the permanent claim made her shiver. Something possessive and dark settled in Kael’s chest at the sight. The woman who had once seen him only as a little brother now stood bent over in a public alley with his cock buried inside her and his words inked on her skin. He gripped both marked cheeks hard enough to redden the writing and slammed into her faster.

“Ah—! Ah—! Naruto—I’m—”

“Come for me.”

The command and the relentless pace tipped her over. Konan’s whole body tightened; a loud, broken moan tore out of her as she came, walls clamping down in hard pulses. The sudden pressure dragged Kael with her. He buried himself to the hilt and flooded her with thick, heavy spurts, grinding through every wave while she shook under him.

For several long seconds the only sounds were their ragged breathing and the distant festival. Cum began to leak down the inside of her thighs. Kael stayed deep, one hand still resting on the fresh writing on her ass.

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Elsewhere in the market, Yahiko stopped walking and looked around.

“Where did she go?”

Nagato scanned the crowd. “I don’t know. She was right behind us a minute ago.”

“Maybe she went home.”

Nagato was quiet for a moment. “Do you think it’s because of what we said? The proposals?”

Yahiko’s expression tightened. “Maybe. We only thought about what we wanted. We put a lot on her.”

“We should go check on her.”

They turned and headed toward Konan’s house.

—

The knock came just as Kael started moving inside her again.

Konan had barely managed to pull her pants back up and stumble inside. Kael had followed, spun her around, and bent her over the nearest surface the moment the door shut. When the knocking started he simply pulled her hips back and kept thrusting in slow, deep strokes.

Nagato’s voice came through the wood. “Konan? You in there?”

She tried to answer and only managed a shaky “Co… coming—” before Kael drove in especially hard. She bit down on her own wrist, eyes watering, and somehow reached the door. She opened it only a crack, just enough for her face to show. Behind her, hidden by the door and her body, Kael’s hands stayed locked on her hips and his cock stayed buried to the root.

Yahiko’s voice was gentle. “Konan, we came to apologize. We know we put too much on you with the proposals.”

“Uh… hah…” The sound was half agreement, half stifled moan as Kael rolled his hips.

Nagato continued, “We decided we don’t want you to choose either of us. We understand it’s hard. We just want things to go back to normal.”

Konan nodded rapidly, forehead resting against the edge of the door. “Ok… that’s… all right. You can go.”

A soft, involuntary “ahh” slipped out on the last word when Kael thrust again. The two men exchanged a quick, puzzled look at her strained tone, but they didn’t push. After a few more awkward reassurances they left.

The moment the door clicked shut Kael pulled her fully back onto him and started fucking her in earnest again. Konan’s hands braced against the wood. Her voice came out shaky and wrecked.

“Naru… Naruto… they could have found out about us.”

“They didn’t.” He gathered her hair in one fist, turned her head, and kissed her hard while his hips kept moving. When he broke the kiss he spoke against her mouth. “And you don’t want to stop anyway. Even if they had found out. Right?”

Konan’s eyes were wet, lips swollen, body still rocking with every thrust. The word left her in a soft, surrendered breath.

“No… I want to keep going like this.”

Kael’s smile was dark and satisfied. He tightened his grip on her hair and drove deeper, already chasing the next round while the festival continued outside and the two men who had once held her loyalty walked away without ever knowing what they had truly lost.

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Shower me with your love…