Kurenai, still resting nearby, sat up at that, watching silently with hooded eyes. She didn't say a word, she just pulled the blanket over her lap and leaned back to enjoy the show.
Kakashi didn't waste time. He slid back into Anko in one hard thrust, making her cry out as her back arched off the bed. His rhythm was fast and punishing, hips slamming into her over and over, her moans echoing through the room.
He grabbed her throat gently, not squeezing, just holding. Controlling.
"You like running your mouth," he muttered, "but now you're gonna take it."
Anko's hands clawed at the sheets, her mind blank as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into her. He flipped her, took her from behind, then dragged her up into his lap and used her like a toy forcing her to ride him while he controlled every move.
She came once. Then again. And again.
By the fourth round, she couldn't even speak, just broken moans and weak limbs as he fucked her into the mattress.
Finally, when she passed out, trembling and twitching, he kissed her temple and laid her aside gently.
Kurenai looked up at him, heat already in her eyes. "My turn?" she asked softly.
He nodded once.
She crawled to him slowly, kneeling between his legs, lips brushing his. Kakashi didn't kiss her back he grabbed her waist and pulled her onto his lap, cock already hard again.
"You watched all that," he said, pressing inside her slowly. "Now you're gonna feel it."
Kurenai gasped, clutching his shoulders.
He didn't go easy.
He bounced her in his lap, one hand gripping her ass, the other in her hair. Every thrust hit deep, rough, and precise. She moaned louder than Anko, her nails digging into his back as her body shook.
He bent her over the bed, yanked her hips back, and slammed into her, not stopping until she was slurring his name. Legs spread, face buried in the sheets, Kurenai begged for more even when her body had nothing left to give.
He gave it anyway.
By the time she collapsed beside Anko, Kakashi's chest was heaving, and her body was drenched in sweat. He looked at both women flushed, spent, unconscious.
He pulled them both into his arms, one on each side.
Kurenai's head on his shoulder. Anko's leg draped over his.
They were done.
But he was still wide awake smiling quietly to himself, surrounded by two beautiful, ruined women who were all his.
….
The morning light slipped through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the messy bed. Clothes were scattered, blankets half off the edge. Kakashi lay in the middle, shirtless, his arms stretched over both women one on each side.
Anko was still asleep, her mouth parted, body warm against his. But Kakashi wasn't tired anymore. Not after the night they had. And now, he wanted more.
He shifted onto Anko, pushing her thighs apart slowly. She stirred, groaning softly.
"Mmm… Kakashi?" she mumbled, still half-asleep.
He didn't answer. He just slid inside her, hard and deep.
Anko's eyes snapped open. Her breath caught.
"Oh—fuck—" she gasped, grabbing the sheets.
Kakashi leaned over her, grinding deep with slow, powerful thrusts. Her back arched, legs wrapping around his waist as she moaned louder with each push. The stretch hit her in all the right places, her body still sensitive from the night before.
"You weren't gonna get away with last night's attitude," he said, voice low against her neck.
Anko moaned shamelessly. "Yes—yes—use me—just like that—"
Kakashi fucked her harder, faster, the sound of skin slapping echoing off the walls. Her body was a mess, hair tangled, moaning loudly, sweat dripping down her chest. She came fast, loud, and trembling, but he didn't stop.
She was panting, half-gone already when Kakashi pulled out suddenly and grabbed her jaw.
"Open."
She obeyed without a word, mouth wide.
He shoved himself into her throat in one rough thrust, making her gag instantly.
Her eyes watered, hands clutching at his thighs, but he didn't ease up. He held her head steady, thrusting deep down her throat over and over. The mess, the choking sounds all of it made him groan low and deep.
Anko's face was red, spit dripping from her chin, but she didn't pull away. She loved it. Every second.
Kakashi leaned down, his breath hot against her ear.
"I'm your daddy now," he growled.
That broke her.
Anko moaned around his cock, throat tightening, body shuddering from just those words. She was his. Fully.
Kurenai, lying on the other side, had woken up long ago. She'd been watching quietly, her thighs pressed together, breathing heavily. The moment Kakashi glanced her way, she sat up, already sliding the blanket off her naked body.
"My turn?" she whispered, flushed and needy.
Kakashi smirked and pushed Anko aside gently, leaving her dazed and drooling on the sheets. He walked over to Kurenai, grabbed her by the hair, and kissed her roughly.
Then he shoved her down onto her knees.
"You know what to do."
Kurenai opened her mouth, eyes locked on his. He slid into her slowly at first letting her feel every inch then slammed deeper, hitting the back of her throat. She gagged, moaned, then pushed forward, taking him deeper herself.
"Good girl," he muttered, grabbing the back of her head.
He fucked her mouth just like he had with Anko hard, fast, deep. Kurenai gagged around him, spit dripping down her chin as her eyes rolled up.
Her hands gripped his thighs, holding on as he used her completely.
She moaned louder each time he said her name, her body twitching as if she could come just from the way he took her.
When he finally pulled out, both women were a mess breathless, mouths wet, eyes dazed.
Kakashi stood over them, chest rising and falling.
They were his.
And they loved every second of it.