Chapter 212: Mei Terumī [1] 18+

The cords bit lightly into Kael’s wrists each time Mei rolled her hips. He lay flat on his back, head against the pillow, legs stretched out in front of him while she stayed balanced on her haunches, taking every thick inch of him. Her hands pressed firmly against his chest for support, fingers spreading over the hard muscle as she lifted and dropped in a steady, deliberate rhythm.

Schlick… ahh… schlick…

Wet heat swallowed him again and again. Mei’s breasts swayed heavily with every movement, nipples tight and dark, rising and falling right above his face. She watched him watching them and gave a low, satisfied hum.

“Look at you,” she murmured, voice thick with mockery. “The big bad jinchūriki of the Leaf. Tied to a bed in the Mizukage’s room, cock buried so deep you’re shaking. Does Tsunade know how easy it is to put you on your back?”

Kael’s jaw clenched. The words should have stung. Instead they sent another pulse of heat straight through him. Mei felt the way his cock twitched inside her and laughed softly, the sound turning into a breathy moan as she sank down harder.

“Ahh… there it is. You like being talked down to, don’t you? Mmm… dirty little secret. All that power and you’re still just a boy who gets hard when a real woman takes control.”

She shifted her weight, grinding in slow circles so the head of his cock rubbed deep against the front wall of her pussy. Her breath hitched. “Nngh… fuck… you’re thicker than I expected. You’re still holding on. Impressive… for someone who thought he could walk into my room and set the terms.”

Kael’s hips tried to rise to meet her, but the angle and the ropes limited him. Mei noticed and pressed down harder, pinning him with her full weight while she kept riding. The wet sounds grew louder, messier—schlick-schlick-ahh—each time she lifted almost all the way off and then dropped, taking him to the root.

“Haa… haa… that’s it. Stay still and let me take what I want.” She leaned forward a little, one hand sliding up to rest at the base of his throat, not squeezing, just resting there as a reminder of who was in control. “You came here thinking you could convince me with words. Instead you’re the one tied down, filling me so completely I can barely think straight. Useful. Very useful.”

The demeaning words kept coming, soft and sharp at the same time, and every one of them made Kael’s cock throb harder inside her. Mei felt it. Her eyes narrowed with dark amusement even as her own pleasure built. She was using him, pure and simple, chasing her own release on his body, and the fact that he was getting off on the humiliation only fed her.

She changed position without pulling off him.

One of her legs bent and settled beside his hip while the other slid between his parted thighs. She stayed seated deep, torso tilting forward so her breasts brushed his chest. One hand stayed at his neck; the other reached back and cupped his balls, massaging them in slow, firm strokes while she began to bounce again.

“Ahh—fuck—yes…” Her voice broke on the first hard drop. “Just how much stamina do you have, boy? You’re still rock hard… nngh… and so deep…”

She jumped on his cock now, short, sharp movements that made her ass slap against his thighs. The wet noise was constant, filthy.

Schlick-schlick-slap-ahh.

Her fingers rolled his balls gently, then tighter, matching the rhythm of her hips. Sweat slicked the valley between her breasts. A few strands of red hair stuck to her cheek.

“Mmm… look at that. Still not breaking. Size like this and you can actually last. I’m almost impressed.” She squeezed his balls a little harder on the next downward thrust and moaned openly when his cock jumped inside her. “Ahh… good. Keep that cock hard for me. I’m not finished using it yet.”

Kael’s wrists strained against the cords. Every muscle in his abdomen was tight. The combination of her tight, dripping pussy and the constant stream of degrading praise had him right on the edge, but he held back through sheer stubborn will. Mei noticed the way his breathing had gone ragged and smiled down at him, wicked and flushed.

“You’re close, aren’t you? I can feel it. That big cock twitching every time I remind you who’s in charge.” She leaned in closer, lips almost brushing his ear while she kept bouncing. “Go on then. Try not to finish like some desperate genin while the Mizukage rides you.”

She worked him like that for long minutes—bouncing, grinding, massaging his balls, talking filth the entire time. Her own moans grew louder and less controlled. Ahh… ahh… nngh… haa… The bed creaked in steady protest. Wetness coated his thighs and the sheets beneath them.

Finally Mei slowed, breathing hard. She reached up and tugged the knots free. The cords fell away. Kael’s arms dropped, blood rushing back into his wrists with a dull ache. Before he could do more than flex his fingers she was moving again.

She shifted forward, lying fully against him this time, chests pressed together, legs opening wide on either side of his hips. Her knees bent so she could keep him buried deep while their bodies locked tight. Both of her arms slid around his neck, holding him close. The new angle made every small movement feel deeper, thicker.

“Now,” she whispered against his mouth. “You may kiss me.”

Kael didn’t need a second invitation. He claimed her lips, hard and hungry. Mei kissed him back just as fiercely, the cold exterior cracking for the first time. A soft, genuine moan vibrated between their mouths as she started to rock again—slow, grinding rolls of her hips that kept him fully seated inside her. Their tongues met, wet and searching. The kiss turned messy, open, full of the same heat that was pulsing between their joined bodies.

“Mmm… ahh…” she breathed into his mouth. “That’s it… hold me…”

Kael’s newly freed hands found her ass, gripping the soft flesh and helping her grind. The wet sounds softened into deeper, slicker noises as she moved in tight circles. Skin slid against skin. Her breasts flattened against his chest. Every time she rolled her hips the head of his cock dragged against the spot that made her thighs tremble.

The kiss broke only long enough for her to gasp, “Don’t you dare pull out,” before she claimed his mouth again.

Kael’s control finally shattered. His fingers dug into her ass as the first pulse hit him. Thick, hot cum flooded her in strong spurts. Mei moaned loudly into the kiss, hips still moving, milking every drop as he filled her. The sensation of being claimed so completely pulled a second, softer orgasm from her; she clenched tight around him, trembling, while their mouths stayed locked.

They stayed like that for a long moment—bodies pressed tight, breathing hard, the wet heat of his release still pulsing inside her. Mei’s forehead rested against his. The sharp edge in her eyes had softened, just a little.

She didn’t speak right away. She simply stayed seated on him, full of him, and let the aftershocks fade.

Outside, the festival lanterns still glowed. Inside the locked room, the Mizukage of the Hidden Mist remained exactly where she wanted to be—on top of the Leaf’s jinchūriki, thoroughly used and thoroughly satisfied.

For now.