Chapter: When Sasuke Leaves the House
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The house was quiet. Dinner untouched, the sound of rain muffled by the cold walls. The clock was close to midnight, and Sasuke... gone, as always.
Sakura lay in the bedroom, body hot and damp. She wore only a thin cotton shirt, her nipples poking through the fabric. Her panties, soaked, had already been pulled to the side more than once that week — always by hands other than her husband's.
She lay on her side, fingers brushing her slightly swollen belly. Still small, but already sensitive. The thought ate at her. Whose baby was it? But she barely had time to think — the front door slammed open.
She bit her lip. She knew who it was.
Naruto stepped into the bedroom without a word. He was breathing heavily, eyes hungry.
"Where's the Uchiha?" — he asked, already pulling his shirt off.
"Gone. Again."
"Obviously. Tiny dick, huge ego. Probably on some stupid mission pretending to matter."
He climbed onto the bed like a predator and yanked her shirt off. Her breasts bounced out, heavy and swollen, nipples stiff. Naruto's eyes locked onto them. Sakura bit her lip hard, eyes rolling in shame and need.
"Look at you… swollen, dripping… and I'm the one here."
He ran a hand down to her belly, feeling the heat.
"You know, I think about it sometimes. Back when we were kids… you used to hit me for anything. Called me an idiot, a loser… said I was worthless."
Sakura looked at him, face burning. Her heart thumped.
"And now look at you… spread open, pregnant… begging for my cock." — he laughed coldly. "That proud little girl turned into a knocked-up slut."
"Ahhn…" — she moaned, a tear sliding from the corner of her eye. Part of her hated hearing that. But the other part… melted.
Naruto positioned himself behind her, grabbing her thick ass with one hand.
"Remember how you used to say Sasuke was the only one who mattered?" — he spat on her wet pussy and rubbed his thick tip against it. Sakura bit the pillow.
"Yes…" — she trembled.
"Well, he's not here now… and I've got your pussy wide open in front of me."
He slammed in without mercy.
"AAAAAHH! Y-YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" — she screamed, eyes rolling back hard.
Naruto started pounding her. Heavy thrusts, deep and brutal, each one smacking her ass and making her tits bounce wildly. She cried and smiled at the same time. Tears ran down her face, but her pussy throbbed with pleasure.
"Nnhh… ahh… ahhh… ahhh!" — she moaned uncontrollably.
"Where's that attitude now, huh?" — Naruto laughed. "Now you're the one begging. The one moaning. The one grinding back."
"I'M YOURS!" — she cried, drooling on the pillow. "FUCK ME, DAMN IT!"
"Look at this… who would've thought? The little princess of Team Seven… getting fucked raw by the guy she used to hate."
He yanked her hair, making her head fall back. Her eyes were glassy, mouth wide, tongue slightly out.
"Look at your face, Sakura. Look at the mirror. You look like a bitch in heat."
She caught her reflection and moaned even louder.
"Aaahn! Aaahhn! Nnhhh… Narutooo…" — her legs trembled.
Cheeks flushed, sweat dripping between her massive tits, hips shaking with every hard thrust.
"That baby's mine. I know it. And I'm gonna knock you up again… and again…"
Naruto leaned down and bit her shoulder.
"AAAHH! I—I CAME!" — she cried out in spasms.
"YOU MAKE ME CUM! DO IT AGAIN, FUCK!"
He grabbed her chin, turned her face, and spit into her mouth. She swallowed, panting.
"Who owns you now?" — he growled.
"YOU! ONLY YOU!" — she sobbed, body completely tensed.
"Then CUM!"
"NNNNHAAAAAHHHHHH!" — she broke. A guttural scream, eyes rolled back, tongue out, body shaking like she was possessed.
Her pussy squeezed so tight Naruto growled deep, cumming hard.
"Rrghh… ahhh… fuck…" — he groaned, slamming deep, pumping every drop inside her.
They stayed like that, sweaty, stuck together, panting. Sakura still trembled.
Naruto brushed a tear off her cheek with his thumb.
"Too late to regret it now, Sakura. The bitch who used to hit me… is mine."
She just cried and smiled, lips swollen, body exhausted… and completely owned.