The morning after the storm was deceptively calm in Konoha.
Sunlight filtered through the half-drawn blinds of the Hokage's private residence, painting golden stripes across tangled sheets and bare skin.
Naruto woke slowly, surrounded by warmth.
Ino was curled against his left side, one leg draped possessively over his thigh, blonde hair tickling his chest.
Temari occupied the right—sprawled on her stomach, one arm slung across his waist, the faint scent of desert sand still clinging to her even after the night's activities.
But something felt… different.
A new chakra signature—cool, controlled, edged with iron—lingered just outside the door.
Before Naruto could sit up, the sliding door opened without a knock.
Karin Uzumaki stepped inside.
Red hair tied in a high ponytail, glasses slightly fogged from the morning humidity, wearing a tight black top and shorts that left very little to the imagination.
Her sensor abilities had obviously picked up everything last night… and she hadn't run away.
She closed the door behind her, arms crossed, hip cocked.
"Well, well," she said, voice dripping with sarcasm and something hotter. "The great Naruto Uzumaki, building his little empire of kunoichi.
Didn't think you'd forget about your own clan, cousin."
Ino stirred first, lifting her head with a sleepy, wicked smile.
"Oh look, the redhead finally showed up. Took you long enough."
Temari cracked one eye open, smirking.
"Sensor girl. You've been standing outside listening, haven't you?"
Karin flushed but didn't deny it.
"I could feel every pulse of chakra from three blocks away.
You're not exactly subtle."
Naruto sat up slowly, sheets pooling around his waist.
His eyes were already darkening with orange flickers.
"Karin…"
She stepped closer, gaze raking over the three of them—then locking on him.
"I'm not here to beg," she said, voice low. "But I'm tired of pretending I don't feel it.
That pull. That heat.
You're Uzumaki too. And the Nine-Tails… it calls to my blood."
She reached the edge of the bed.
Ino and Temari exchanged a glance—then moved aside, making space between them like silent invitation.
Karin climbed onto the bed, straddling Naruto's lap in one fluid motion.
Her hands pressed flat against his chest, feeling the rapid heartbeat beneath.
"You've claimed everyone else," she whispered. "Now claim me.
Make me yours.
No more hiding."
Naruto's hands found her hips immediately—gripping hard, pulling her down until she felt every thick inch of him pressing up against her through the thin fabric.
Karin gasped, grinding down instinctively.
Ino leaned in from the side, brushing Karin's ponytail aside to kiss the side of her neck.
"Welcome to the family, red."
Temari moved behind Karin, hands sliding under her top, palming her breasts roughly while she nipped at her earlobe.
Karin's head fell back, a soft moan escaping.
Naruto tore her top open in one motion—buttons scattering.
Full breasts spilled free, nipples already peaked.
He took one into his mouth—sucking hard—while his hands yanked her shorts and panties down.
Karin was soaked—dripping down her thighs.
She reached between them, guiding him to her entrance.
"Do it," she demanded. "Fuck me like you own me."
He thrust up—burying himself completely in one brutal stroke.
Karin cried out—sharp, needy—nails digging into his shoulders.
Ino and Temari didn't stay idle.
Ino's mouth found Karin's other breast, sucking and biting while her fingers slid down to rub Karin's clit in fast circles.
Temari kissed Karin deeply—messy, possessive—tongue claiming her mouth while her hands kneaded her ass, spreading her wider for Naruto's thrusts.
Naruto pounded up into her—hard, relentless—each snap of his hips driving deeper.
Karin's moans turned into desperate cries.
"More—fuck—**harder**—!"
The combined assault was overwhelming.
She came first—violently—walls clamping down around him, body shaking as she screamed into Temari's mouth.
Naruto didn't stop.
He flipped her onto her back—still buried inside—hooking her legs over his shoulders for deeper angle.
Ino straddled Karin's face—lowering herself until Karin's tongue met her dripping core.
Temari knelt beside them, fingers buried in herself while she watched, eyes dark with lust.
Naruto fucked Karin through her aftershocks—pushing her toward a second peak almost immediately.
When she came again—screaming into Ino—Naruto finally let go.
He pulled out at the last second, stroking himself hard.
Thick ropes painted Karin's stomach, breasts, and neck—marking her as thoroughly as the rest.
Ino leaned down, licking a stripe through the mess before kissing Karin again—sharing the taste.
Temari chuckled darkly, collapsing beside them.
Karin lay there panting, covered in sweat and cum, glasses askew, a dazed smile on her face.
Naruto leaned down, kissing her forehead—surprisingly gentle.
"Welcome home, Karin."
She laughed breathlessly.
"About damn time."
Outside, the sun climbed higher.
But inside the Hokage's residence, the storm was far from over.
Whispers of more arrivals were already reaching the village—kunoichi from distant lands feeling the unmistakable pull of the Nine-Tails' claim.
**To be continued…**
(Next chapter tease: The circle widens. A certain sand-blonde kunoichi from Suna isn't content to let her sister have all the fun… and maybe a certain Uchiha survivor wants to test if fire can burn hotter than fox flames.)