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Claim Me	By : t69 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 5719 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Prologue, Part 1
- 2-Prologue, Part 2
- 3-Part 1
- 4-Part 2
- 5-Part 3
- 6-Part 4
- 7-Part 5
- 8-Part 6
- 9-Part 7
- 10-Part 8
- 11-Part 9
- 12-Part 10
- 13-Part 11
- 14-Part 12
- 15-Part 13
- 16-Part 14
- 17-Part 15
- 18-Part 16
- 19-Part 17
- 20-Part 18
- 21-Part 19
- 22-Part 20
- 23-Part 21
- 24-Part 22
- 25-Part 23
- 26-Part 24
- 27-Part 25
- 28-Part 26
- 29-Part 27
- 30-Part 28
- 31-Part 29
- 32-Part 30
- 33-Part 31
- 34-Part 32
- 35-Part 33
- 36-Part 34
- 37-Part 35
- 38-Part 36
- 39-Epilogue
- 12
- 13
- 14
Note: First and foremost, I must apologize for my previous actions. I thought I was doing my readers a favor by making Violate Me and So Natural more accessible. In my zeal to do so, I acted like a self-centered jerk and didn't think about the other authors in this site. In my haste to read the TOS all those years ago, I likely missed the specific clause about bumping. I did something similar in the past (~April 2008) and I don't recall being called out for it. This only reinforced my belief that it wasn't an offense. Ah, such naïveté. As the saying goes, "Ignoratia juris non excusat." I assure you that I'll never bump the other pieces again.

"Anyway, that's what I got about those two from Eiji-san and from Kai himself," Sakura whispered as she traced small circles on Kiba's arm. "I'm quite certain you and Kyosuke didn't get to talk much since Kyoko kept you two… busy."
"Er, yeah."
The former pinkette shrugged slightly. "Oh well, I guess we'll have to try some other time to gain more working knowledge about him," she said, "but given what we know so far, I think establishing Kai's motives takes priority."
"I'd have to agree since he's the one with the more suspicious immediate past," the handsome jōnin said as he cradled the woman's head on his chest, playing subconsciously with her hair, "I'm curious, though, how'd you get Kai to talk about his more distant past?"
"Well, he told me about it over dinner," the kunoichi explained. "I commented about how good a cook he was and asked him about culinary school and why he wasn't able to attend one. The conversation went to his parents and away he went. He was open about it, almost... suspiciously so. His body language suggested that he wasn't lying about a good portion of it, but I'm not a hundred percent sure about which ones were true and whi— What?"
The medical-nin stopped, noting the Inuzuka's onyx glare.
"You had dinner with him?"
The kunoichi's green orbs rolled. "I was hungry. He cooked food. We ate. It was no big deal! Besides, you weren't exactly available at the time," she said, exasperated. "Anyway, it'll be performance night tomo—" she paused abruptly, looking at the alarm clock near her bed, "Tonight. We can't have him sabotaging your chances with Miyako if he does turn out to be allied with another party, so I had to take the opportunity to get an idea of his intentions. Miyako will only catch a couple of performances from you before her party on Saturday, so we can't take any chances." After a pause, the emerald-eyed woman smiled teasingly, "Somebody's jealous…"
"I am; so what?" Kiba answered swiftly with no hesitation.
The dog-nin's honesty took Sakura off-guard. "Well," she said, smiling as she hugged the jōnin's arm tighter, "you don't have to worry about anything. It was a fairly unremarkable meal—"
'Aside from the fact that the guy had a huge hard-on for you the entire time,' Inner Sakura butt in, earning her a mental smack from the medical-nin.
"And if it makes you feel better, it was more of a rather heavy midnight snack than dinner since I had some puttanesca in the bar."
The brunet grinned at the kunoichi's reassurance. "Hmm, never knew they offered anything other than drinks downstairs," he said, leaving the previous topic altogether.
"The serving was smaller than normal, as expected, but it was actually quite good. You should go and try it some time," Sakura suggested. "You should go back to your room. It's almost six."
The Inuzuka pouted and embraced the kunoichi tighter. "Aw, but I like it here," he whined. Sakura snorted at the well-built man's juvenile display and extricated herself from him. "Where are you going?" Kiba asked as the kunoichi stood up from the bed and went to her closet.
"I plan to go jogging this morning to burn off all the excess calories from last night's meal. I'm heading out in a while. I'm just gonna freshen up a bit. You can join me if you want, but I suggest you get a bit more sleep," the kunoichi said as she searched for a towel. She got herself a fresh pair of undergarments and went straight to the bathroom. "Later," she shouted from inside.
The naked hunk on Sakura's bed stared at the ceiling, a bit disappointed because he was really looking forward to another round. His dark gaze shifted and fell upon a medium-sized mirror sitting idly atop the dresser. He smirked, a plan forming in his head.
The green-eyed woman hung her clothes on the small metallic hooks at the back of the door and hung her towel above the porcelain tub that she wouldn't be using. She actually rarely used tubs, even the one in her apartment in Konoha. Being a kunoichi, she usually went for the quick shower and only rewarded herself with several-hour tub-soaking sessions during post-mission periods or when she was immensely proud of her accomplishments after training.
Sakura set the shower's temperature to moderate. At that time of day, the abundant bodies of water really caused the air to be a bit chilly, despite the time of year. She twisted the knob and started rinsing her hair of the entire day's gunk. She grabbed a nearby bottle and poured some on her palm before massaging her scalp, taking extra care so as not to get suds in her eyes. The kunoichi was a bit more thorough than usual, remembering that she had not showered prior to going to sleep the day before. As she stood there, she thought about how Ino would probably disapprove of the hair product she was using right now. She took a quick glance at the bottle. "Shampoo plus conditioner," it read. She giggled slightly as she recalled how passionate an advocate for separate shampoo and conditioner her blue-eyed best friend was. Truth be told, she, herself, kept separate bottles at home, but she thought it too hassling not to use what Kyoko had already provided.
As she rinsed the foam, she cursed as a bit of the shampoo got into her eyes. She closed her eyes tight, allowing the organs' defense mechanism, i.e. tear production, to proceed naturally and wash away the offending agent. She helped the process along facing the refreshing jet of water. Not having recovered fully, she allowed a hand to inch along the wall, feeling for the soap container.
The kunoichi stiffened as she felt a hand where the soap should've been. She whirled her upper body, her hair producing a horizontal trail on droplets to form on the walls. Surprised green eyes met mischievous black ones, and immediately, Sakura knew that this particular bath would take very long.
"Hey," the naked man whispered sexily, "You seem to have gotten shampoo in your eyes. They must really sting right now, so I'll do the lathering until they get all better."
Kiba entered the shower's spray and was drenched in mere moments. Sakura openly examined the wet dog-nin, gulping as the beads of water ran down the man's breathtaking body. His normally spiky hair was delightfully tame, plastered on the handsome man's forehead. She let her slightly sore eyes roam across her lover's broad and muscular form. Her arousal spiked as she saw the dripping, thirteen-inch pillar of solid flesh that stood almost straight up from the jōnin's groin, promising limitless satisfaction. 'Oh, these eyes are working, honey,' Inner Sakura mewled, 'and they're liking what they're seeing.' A few seconds later, the shower head was off, and Kiba started working.
The kunoichi felt the brown-haired man's strong hands on her body, kneading the occasional knots while lathering and caressing at the same time. His palms glided over her smooth curves, seemingly entranced by the sensation of velvety skin over firm muscles. Sakura blushed a little as Kiba scrubbed her armpits before sliding down to each of her shapely arms. Thank goodness she wasn't all that ticklish, or that filthy.
"Oh!" Sakura yelped as Kiba suddenly closed the distance, the hard planes of his body flush against her back.
"What?" the well-endowed ninja blew into her left ear before nibbling at the lobe. "It's time to lather your front, and I couldn't reach it," he said playfully, "Besides, this way, I can clean both your back and your front."
Kiba began to grind against her, his ripped body gliding against the kunoichi's bubbly curves. She could feel everything—his chiseled pecs, his washboard abs, his strong thighs, his enormous cock—everything hard as steel yet so tender at the same time. The brown-haired man drew circular patterns on her flat abdomen with his fingers, so slow and sensual it was almost hypnotic. The emerald-eyed beauty allowed herself to melt into him, her head falling back onto his right shoulder as she hummed her delight.
"Ah!" she suddenly ejaculated, as the dog-nin's hands found their way onto her supple breasts. She was so surprised that her hands shot to her lover's thighs. Sakura smirked slightly as she felt the hard muscles there ripple beneath her touch. The smirk did not last, though, as her lips parted in a silent cry as the raven-eyed man began to knead her breasts, his skilled fingers pinching her nipples into instantaneous erection.
The Inuzuka blew into her ear, causing the medical-nin's lithe body to tremble with delight. "Have to make sure these are really clean, right?" he teased as he continued to palm his lover's shapely orbs. He became a tad bit rougher, kneading the soft flesh with more vigor. "Oh, it seems someone's trying to return the favor," the man said, smirking as he noted a sudden surge in activity in Sakura's left hand. Armed with knowledge of human anatomy, the medical-nin's hand snaked up her well-built man's thighs expertly and found its target within seconds. Kiba exhaled heavily as Sakura's hand began to slide up and down his slippery length. "Ah, shit!" he cursed when her other hand began to fondle his balls. "Pump my cock hard, babe," the jōnin moaned, "Pump the cum out of me."
The brunette found the position they were in incredibly kinky. Jacking off a cock guided only by the sense of touch was incredibly erotic. The curvature of the long and thick shaft, every ridge, every vein—every detail of Kiba's thirteen-inch cum cannon became much more thrilling with the sense of sight withheld. The raven-eyed hunk's dirty words only served to excite the brunette even more. She held the solid column of man-meat tighter with both hands and stroked with greater fervor, earning her a ragged sigh of appreciation from the brown-haired hunk.
"Oh, Kiba!" Sakura yelped as the addressed person's hands suddenly slid down to her nether folds. Her hands were on Kiba's forearms instantly. "Ah! K-Kiba! Please!" the kunoichi stuttered as the dog-nin's nimble fingers slid up and down her weeping slit. She convulsed the moment he thrust his middle finger into her vagina, and were it not for her lover's arms, she would have collapsed into a useless heap on the floor.
"What is it, honey?" the handsome jōnin asked with fake innocence, "I'm just making sure every nook and cranny is squeaky clean." He began to thrust his middle finger in and out of the medical-nin's vagina, occasionally curling the appendage on its way out and touching a spot on the anterior wall behind his lover's pubic bone. Every single time he did it, he felt her inner walls quiver, so he decided to store this bit of information for future use.
Feeling that his green-eyed goddess was up for more, the Inuzuka added a second finger, then a third. Sakura was thrashing now, her left hand entwined in his brown locks while the other rested on his right forearm. With every thrust, he felt both grips tighten, making the well-endowed man idly wonder if he would be sporting a sling or have a bald spot after this particular coupling was over. Without warning, he began to rub Sakura's clit with his thumb, his other three fingers never losing the steady rhythm he had set.
"Ah," the brunette moaned. "Oh kami! Ah!" she cried as Kiba's fingers assaulted her sensitive nub and love tunnel ruthlessly. 'Too much… It's too much! It feels too good!' she mentally exclaimed, her right hand tugging on the handsome ninja's busy arm.
"What's the matter, babe?" the Inuzuka asked, his hand slowing down a fraction.
A drop of saliva dripped from the corner of the emerald-eyed beauty's mouth, but she was far too preoccupied to pay it heed. "It feels too good," she moaned with half-lidded eyes she was sure he could not see, "Kiba, it feels too good. I'm gonna cum soon."
The onyx-eyed man chuckled. "That's the point." He reached forward with his left hand to turn the shower head on and the foam soon gave way to squeaky clean skin. As if fueled by the bubbles, Kiba's hand slowed down before coming to a halt completely. Instead of relief for the apparent breather, the curvy woman felt apprehension. Usually, when the dog-nin ceased all activities, he was planning something.
And she was right, as she was most of the time.
Sakura felt her preposterously endowed lover shuffle ever so slightly before she felt his left hand raise her right thigh so that it was parallel to the floor. The sudden motion caused her balance to shift, and she had no choice but to hook her arms behind Kiba's neck while balancing herself on the remaining leg. This was all the distraction the ripped sex god needed. Sakura vaguely felt something abut her opening and before she knew it, Kiba had sheathed about half of his manhood in her love tunnel.
"Oh kami, Kiba!" the green-eyed woman screeched, her entire body on fire despite the cool droplets from above her head. She could no longer count the number of times the handsome ninja's gargantuan member has entered her womanhood, but she would never grow tired or jaded from the divine sensation that the thick organ produced. Just halfway in and the large head was already against her cervix. Ever so slowly, the dog-nin thrust up, and Sakura felt the familiar sensation of being stretched in all directions, utterly filled to the brim with hard cock. "Oh yes!" she bellowed, silently thankful to the horny old woman who owned the club for making every room soundproof.
"Mm, you're so wet already, Sakura," Kiba hummed, "Just perfect for what I had in mind."
Before the green-eyed woman could get used to the sensation, the hunky jōnin withdrew, leaving behind a vacuum in her loins that yearned attention. His hand was quick to take over the task. It was too late, however. Her core had tasted the dog-nin's slab of man-meat and it would be damned if it received anything less voluminous. Unfortunately, it seemed it would have to settle for capable fingers, at least for the time being.
As Kiba's fingers worked their magic once more, the medical-nin felt something touch her other opening. Immediately, she tensed. "Relax, babe," she heard the well-built jōnin say, "You know how this works."
Upon hearing the Inuzuka's tender words, Sakura did as she was told. Besides, what he said was true—the initial discomfort was simply irrelevant compared to the bliss that would follow. The tip of the ripped sex god's gigantic pillar of flesh pushed against her sphincter, and with a pop, it went past the tight ring. "Ah," the kunoichi moaned, reveling at the sensation of the large head inside of her. "Slowly now," she breathed heavily. Inch by inch, he sank into her, poking at her insides. Thankfully, the discomfort was skilfully masked by the dog-nin's busy right hand as it rubbed and thrust away at her sensitive bud and saturated folds.
It took every ounce of the dog-nin's control not to ram his slicked ramrod into his lover, but he cared more for her distress than his own pleasure. As such, the coupling was painfully slow and it took over two minutes before his entire length was sheathed by her velvet tightness.
"Thanks," the green-eyed kunoichi managed to whisper in between gasps of delight.
"Just for you, babe," Kiba panted, "Just for you."
The couple remained still for a few moments. Even the well-endowed man's right hand slowed to a halt as the two ninja allowed themselves bask in sensations their intimate connection. For a few moments, only the sound of running water was heard, pierced by the occasional deep breath or sigh of ecstasy.
"Kami, you're so deep inside me, Kiba," the medical-nin moaned, her head thrown back and resting on her lover's muscular chest.
"I know," the raven-eyed man grunted. The man knew the time was right when he felt his partner began to push back against him. He smirked and withdrew a little, the miniscule movement causing indescribable friction that both parties thoroughly enjoyed. Kiba's hips snapped back sharply, his long shaft stabbing into his beloved.
"Ah!" Sakura gasped, "Just like that, Kiba!"
The Inuzuka himself was too lost in the haze of pleasure that his mind but vaguely registered the medical-nin's cry. He repeated the motion. "Sweet heavens, you're tight!" he exclaimed as he slowly established his rate and rhythm. His left hand continued supporting the medical-nin's weight while the other tentatively pinched the kunoichi's clit before once again digging deep into her.
Kiba's ramrod was just what Sakura needed. The hung stud's expert hands had already brought her precariously close to her peak so a couple of minutes of thorough pounding was all that was required to bring the gorgeous kunoichi teetering at the precipice. "Kiba, ah! Close! I-I'm c-close!" she managed to mumble, her words breaking because of the power of the brown-haired hunk's shallow and rapid thrusts.
Without another word, Kiba pulled his rock-hard beast almost all the way out then slammed back in.
The coil deep within Sakura's core unraveled, the heat contained inside it spreading into every molecule of her body. She tried not to scream Kiba's name, because she just wasn't sure whether the soundproofing could contain it. Instead, her mouth opened into a silent cry as her vision exploded into a million hues. Whereas Kiba's pounding had ceased, his hand did not, and the medical-nin was vaguely aware of the jōnin's digits undulating uninterrupted within her despite being choked repeatedly by her walls. The Inuzuka's thumb maintained its circular motion over her now overly sensitive clit, the action prolonging her peak.
Kiba felt his green-eyed goddess's right leg give. Though he was more than capable of holding her weight, he decided to change things up a bit and allowed the both of them to slide onto the bathroom floor. Once seated and with the panting kunoichi on his lap, he released his hold on the woman. He eased himself onto his elbows before finally lying down and stretching his legs out. Luckily, the bathroom was large enough to accommodate all six feet of him sprawled on it. Though he wasn't exceedingly particular about it, he was quite thankful that the tiles were well kept and did not have molds. Once finally settled, he placed his hands behind his head, his sensitive nose picking up the heavenly scent of Sakura's juices on his right one. He allowed himself to gawk at the view of a wet, crouching, post-orgasmic Haruno Sakura. The water cascaded down the sensuous curves of her body. As if on cue, she turned her head to look at him. Flushed and panting, she looked absolutely breathtaking. Smirking, he asked, "Ready to ride me, Sakura?"
The kunoichi responded with a smirk of her own. She turned her body to face him without losing their intimate connection, the motion causing the dog-nin to gasp. Sakura watched her well-endowed lover's washboard abs ripple as Kiba's upper body jerked up on reflex, as if unsure of how to act with the sudden sensation. Sakura found the sight incredibly arousing. She leaned back while straddling him, her knees and arms supporting her. The kunoichi took a deep breath, and away she went.
Kiba felt her raise her hips until his dick was almost all the way out and then glided back down. Seeing his enormous fuckstick sliding in and out of her stretched opening was completely mesmerizing. The feeling of his manhood being caressed on all sides by her searing hot tightness completed the visual spectacle. His eyes trailed down from her pert breasts and focused on the weeping cleft just in front of him. The dog-nin licked his lips and moved to touch the kunoichi's perfect folds. He was surprised however, when she slapped her hand.
"No," Sakura said with the austerity of an instructor.
It was then that hard-bodied man realized just exactly what the gorgeous woman was doing. They had only one point of contact. Even while continuously impaling herself upon the dog-nin's steel-hard colossus, she always stopped short and never allowed her hips to meet his. It was an interesting and kinky thing, Kiba thought, one only the brilliant mind of Haruno Sakura could invoke. And so the Inuzuka resumed his previous position with his fingers meshed behind his head. Though he was hesitant on removing the provocative image of Sakura fervently spearing herself on his thirteen-inch pillar of man-meat from his sight, he decided to go ahead and close his eyes just to complete the experience.
'So you figured it out,' the brunette thought, her mouth too busy with moaning and gasping to articulate. She mirrored him, throwing her head back and closing her eyes, focusing only on the wonderful sensations Kiba's titanic slab of hard meat induced. The tremendous rigidity and slight upward curvature of Kiba's prized possession truly worked wonders, particularly in positions such as these, Sakura thought. The only point at which the adamantine organ could be reoriented was at its base. The shaft itself remained unbending even in the most extreme angles of penetration unlike most porn actors she had watched with large but disappointingly floppy erections. With the proper positioning, the medical-nin could have the jōnin's fuckstick poke at every imaginable segment of her core. She was currently enjoying the sensation of his tip jabbing her vagina and cervix from behind.
"That's it, Sakura," Kiba moaned, "Ride my cock."
Sakura allowed herself a peek and saw the dog-nin's muscles spasm as he restrained himself. She alternated furious pumps with slow stabs with the occasional circular grinding motion that sent the onyx-eyed hunk thrashing and cursing. She eyed Kiba's broad, well-defined chest. 'Kami, he's so… beefy!' she exclaimed in her mind, temptation swelling in her—temptation to place a hand and feel the hard muscles beneath his smooth, tanned skin.
"Ah, shit!" the Inuzuka cursed after a particularly deep penetration. He bit his lip as he squeezed every drop of willpower he had into preventing his hips from thrusting up and skewering the kunoichi as deep as he could.
The brunette felt her arousal spike as she saw Kiba's face contorted in the sweet agony of sex—his furrowed brows, tightly closed eyes, that canine biting into his lower lip. The final sliver of self-control broke and Sakura plummeted sharply until her shapely buttocks collided with the dog-nin's groin.
"Ah!" Kiba howled at the sudden contact. His eyes flew open as his body seized ever so briefly. He saw the brunette lurch forward, her palms landing on his chest as she steadied herself.
"I'm sorry," Sakura said, her rosy hue intensifying as she caressed the hard pecs she had been fantasizing about just seconds earlier, "I…"
The handsome stud smiled. "You couldn't stop yourself from touching me," he finished for her, "Don't worry, I was seconds away from the breaking point myself." His hands snaked downward to grab the kunoichi's rump before he thrust up, causing the medical-nin to shriek. Within seconds, a rhythm was established, the water on the bathroom floor splashing over and over as Kiba plunged into Sakura's willing depths with unrivaled passion and ferocity. He became entranced with her breasts as they bounced sharply in synchrony with his pelvic movements.
"Fuck, Kiba!" the kunoichi howled. She grabbed her hung lover's pecs almost hard enough to draw blood with her nails. She tweaked both nipples, earning her a grunt from the Inuzuka, undoubtedly from a mix of pleasure and pain. She lunged forward, flattening herself against Kiba's solid form, so that she could put one of the dusky pebbles in her mouth. She licked ardently, occasionally teasing with the tip of her tongue. Each nipple received equal attention from the medical-nin.
Kiba hissed at Sakura's ministrations. Thinking it was time to return the favor, he bent both knees and stabbed into the emerald-eyed beauty with so much strength that she saw stars and shrieked something that resembled his name. The power in that sole thrust was enough to propel the kunoichi's lithe body upward so that her delectable orbs hung directly within reach of the hungry dog-nin's lips. Immediately, his mouth attacked one, biting and lacking playfully at the supple flesh. He allowed one hand to leave the kunoichi's hips in order to massage the breast that was not receiving attention from his skilled mouth.
The hokage's apprentice melted into the dog-nin, her arms barely able to support her weight as they turned into jelly at Kiba's unrelenting erotic assault. Despite the increased distance between her anal opening and her well-endowed lover's groin, the latter was able to maintain his tempo. The well-built brunet was now sliding in much more of his cock at greater velocity which spelled even greater pleasure for the woman. Unsurprisingly, she felt the beginnings of yet another orgasm. Her lover sensed the quivering in her loins and immediately bit hard into one of her breasts, the stimulus triggering yet another set staggering contractions from the gasping woman.
Sakura produced choking sounds as her nether region convulsed, neurons firing from every imaginable point. She wrapped her arms tight around Kiba's head, unaware she was partly suffocating the man as she held his face against her bosom. She wheezed and panted as the dog-nin continued to thrust deep into her, albeit in a slower pace. She appreciated the thoughtful gesture, for if Kiba had continued his rapid pace, she would likely have gone mad from pleasure.
The raven-eyed hunk released a stifled groan as he felt Sakura's pelvic muscles spasm rhythmically around the base of his pounding unit. He felt the gorgeous kunoichi's nether lips quiver sensually against his washboard abs, her womanly essence spilling onto and soaking his groin and lower abdomen. The sensations were maddening and the scent of her juices alone made his gigantic slab of solid flesh ache for release. As a result, he was unable to stop himself from ravaging the rapture-bound woman, but he was able to slow down a bit for her sake.
"Ah, K-Kiba," the medical-nin moaned, "That was…"
"I know," the brown-haired stud responded, a little out of breath himself. His hips stalled and ever so slowly pulled out of Sakura's opening. Kiba gasped slightly once he was fully unsheathed. His thick cum cannon had been nestled within his green-eyed goddess's searing hot warmth for quite some time so the cool water that greeted his throbbing rod was quite startling.
Sakura hummed as she felt the enormous column of man-meat glide out of her core and settle upon one of her buttocks. The mammoth organ was so hot, she felt as if it would burn right through her skin.
"Sakura, could you hand me the soap," the dog-nin requested, "I need to wash my dick."
The kunoichi took a deep breath and hauled herself to her knees. Luckily, the soap dish was within reach despite being in a kneeling position. Truth be told, the medical-nin was not sure she had the strength in her legs to stand up.
The hunky jōnin raised an arm. "Thanks," he said, expecting the brunette to hand him the item.
Haruno Sakura had other ideas, though. She got enough soap on her hands and descended upon the rigid pole that rested upon Kiba's chiseled abs.
The dark-eyed man gasped as the medical-nin choked his member almost painfully with both hands, one on top of the other. Given his size, however, a substantial part of the organ remained visible. She stroked him slowly from base to tip, as if she milking the man of his manly juices. "Uh!" the dog-nin groaned.
"You cleaned me," Sakura murmured naughtily, "I should do the same." True to what she said, the kunoichi lathered and rinsed the enormous piece of male anatomy several times, each time with a different type of stroke. Watching the ripped stud squirm under her hands was such an exciting sight. She felt her walls quake a little just by watching him. She reserved a certain style for last, though.
The medical-nin had seen Kiba use the technique several times before, but quickly shifted to a different one. This stroke allegedly sent Naruto's sizzling man-cream flying into the air within minutes. Now, Sakura knew her blond friend did not have the same degree of endurance as her lover, at least in the classic sense, but she knew he could last far longer than the average man. Naruto's stamina lay in his ability to keep going round after round with little rest in between despite cumming dozens of times. Sakura knew all of these intimate details about the hunky hokage-to-be from an intoxicated Hyūga heiress. Despite being inebriated, Sakura was quite sure that the details were accurate. Besides, Hinata's claim then that the blue-eyed man's cock was a foot long turned out to be true.
Drawn from her musings by Kiba's moans, Sakura focused once more on the pillar of flesh before her. She held onto it firmly with her left hand before placing a soaped-up palm flat against the perfectly formed, pinkish head. A flash of recognition at the current configuration crossed the handsome man's face. He moved to stop the kunoichi, but was too late. Their nonstop coupling had apparently dampened the dog-nin's agility by a tiny fraction, but it was enough for the green-eyed woman to grin wickedly and begin grinding the sensitive glans of Kiba's cock feverishly against her palm.
"Ah! Fuck! Kami! Ah, S-Sakura!" the hung stud screamed, his face twisted in agony at the concentrated sensations on the most receptive part of the male reproductive system, "A-ah, shit! Ah!"
Sakura stepped it up a notch and began stroking the entire length of Kiba's thick shaft at the same time.
The Inuzuka howled and gasped in his rapture. His muscles bulged and undulated as he thrashed on the bathroom floor. The dog-nin could barely suppress his massive strength in this delirious state. The tiles on the bathroom floor now sported several large cracks. A couple had been torn off entirely. The raven-eyed hunk tried to scoot away, but Sakura's hold on his enormous fuckstick was unyielding. He shot a look at the busy kunoichi through half-lidded eyes, but the determined look on the woman's face convinced him that there was no getting away from this one unless he managed to summon the strength to break free by himself.
Sakura had only seen those near-pleading look on Kiba's a handful of times, and this was the first time she managed to get it out of him without using chakra. She regarded the rosy pinnacle of the Inuzuka's tower of virility lustfully, storing the kinky discovery within the shelves of her memory. 'I'll have to thank Hinata when I bump into her,' she mused.
Sakura felt large, strong hands on her forearms, stilling her movements. She looked away from the large organ she had unknowingly been staring at for a couple of minutes and immediately found herself looking at the preposterously handsome face of Inuzuka Kiba.
The green-eyed ninja gulped. "Uh-oh," she mumbled.
In a flash of movement, Sakura was on her back, each leg hooked over a strong shoulders and an enormous dick hilt-deep inside her. Her mind was only starting to register the intense pleasure spike when the ebony-eyed man started plunging ferociously into her. The medical-nin's viridian eyes only caught the blur of the dog-nin's swift hips for a split-second before rolling back from ecstasy. The dog-nin's thrusts were both fast and long, sliding almost all the way out before smashing back in with the speed of a lightning bolt and the strength of a chakra-enhanced punch. Had the medical-nin not been dripping wet with arousal, her groin might've caught fire at the rate the handsome man was going. Sakura could only gasp for air as she allowed her body to succumb Kiba's passionate attack. Her insides stirred from intense visceral sensations as thirteen inches of steel hard flesh pounded her heated center like a relentless, ecstasy-coated sledgehammer.
"You like that?" the dog-nin asked, the answer obvious given his lover's trance-like state. This was the fastest he had ever gone, and he was quite happy to sense the medical-nin's response. Mere seconds later, Sakura's walls vibrated slightly. An average lover wouldn't have perceived it, but Kiba's acute senses were able to pick up the subtle throb amidst his own vicious movements.
The green-eyed vixen's eyes shot open as ecstasy exploded within her sacred triangle. She hissed through gritted teeth as her walls attempted to choke Kiba's pounding ramrod. Though large and an easy target, it proved to be too agile. The Inuzuka hammered away at her quaking tunnel, his feral thrusts causing her seeping essence to splatter with each pierce.
The well-endowed shinobi grinned. "I'm not done with you yet," he declared. He lowered the kunoichi's shaky legs which were resting on his shoulders, hooked an arm under each one and, with a deep breath, heaved. Such was his strength that the dog-nin did not wobble even the tiniest bit. He put ample space between his legs and bent his knees a little as he continued to impale Sakura with his untiring manhood. It was clear that the kunoichi was still in the throes of orgasm as her love tunnel was still undulating around his massive fuckstick. Because of the vertical orientation, the brunette's womanly juices started to collect around the base of Kiba's shaft before running down his muscular thighs like drops of hot syrup.
Sakura was officially dying. The combination of Kiba's powerful thrusts and gravity acting on her own weight produced a penetration so deep it felt as if the dog-nin was skewering her entire being. The angle of his hips also assured that his pubic bone would stimulate her clit with every mind-blowing stab. She held onto the hung brunet's bulging biceps, savoring the sensation of the delectable beef contracting in her palms. The vulgar, slapping sounds of the hung brunet's wet hips colliding with hers became the medical-nin's musical background as rode out the final waves of her orgasm. Kiba sucked hard on the crook of her neck, biting and nipping at the smooth, porcelain skin.
A tremble.
"O-oh kami…" Sakura moaned in disbelief.
The brunet smirked against her neck. "You're gonna cum again," he muttered before attacking the kunoichi's right clavicle with kisses and bites.
"How can you be so fucking good!?"
A smirk. "That's 'cause I'm part divine, babe."
"Ah! A-ah!" the gorgeous woman howled, each cry more powerful and more desperate than the one before it. Her nails dug deep into her lover's sturdy arms as her peak approached. Kiba bit the side opposite the one he had been sucking hard, his teeth causing a break in the integrity of the skin. The sudden sensation coupled with the Inuzuka's marvelous skills sent Sakura wailing as the floodgates of her loins opened once more.
This time, Kiba stilled, the entirety of his thirteen-inch weapon sheathed within the velvety warmth of the euphoric female. He grunted his delight, relishing the fruits of his nonstop labor as Sakura's walls clenched around his massive organ impossibly tight. The trembling kunoichi held onto the ripped jōnin tight as her vagina continued to twitch frantically around the large intrusion, her fluids oozing onto Kiba's saturated crotch. The onyx-eyed man tenderly licked the wound he had inflicted in the heat of passion, a miniscule tang of metal tickling his taste buds. Slowly, the contractions began to wane in strength.
As Sakura predicted, there was a burst of movement, and she found herself with her back against the nearest wall before her sacred triangle stilled completely. She felt his lips crush hers in a torrid kiss. After the initial surprise, the kunoichi began to kiss back with equal fervor. Mouths opened and tongues lashed out at one another soon after that. The two felt their physiologic alarm mechanisms for hypoxia start ringing, but they were far too engrossed to pay it heed. Only when they were mere seconds from passing out did the couple separate, flushed and wheezing.
Kiba began moving again soon after; this time, slow and deep. Sakura closed her eyes and hummed as the slower pace allowed her walls the opportunity to savor every inch of the dog-nin's impressive tool. The languid tempo also allowed the kunoichi to change her position. She lovingly draped her arms over the handsome shinobi's shoulders and hooked her ankles at his lower back. "My goodness, if this is my punishment for using that masturbation technique on you earlier then I'd be more than happy to do that to you at every fucking opportunity," Sakura thought out loud, inciting a smirk from the dog-nin. His arms freed, Kiba placed a palm on the wall on either side of the green-eyed woman's head, as if trying to prevent Sakura from escaping, not that the kunoichi had any plans of doing so.
"Kiba, faster," Sakura moaned, her patience waning, the warmth within her building yet again.
The hung ninja complied, plowing away at the kunoichi's glistening folds. At their current position, the curvaceous kunoichi's breasts were not within range of the Inuzuka's skilled mouth, so as much as he wanted to give her extra stimulation that way, he had to settle with rubbing his broad and chiseled chest against her shapely orbs. To add further stimulation, he added more power to his thrusts so that his lover would slide up the wet wall with each thrust. The brunet smiled in satisfaction as he felt her nipples harden against his chest.
"Harder! Harder, Kiba!" the brunette pleaded desperately.
The dog-nin plunged into her with the power of a battering ram.
"Oh!"
He did it again. "Like that, huh?" Kiba breathed heavily into her right ear before biting gently into the earlobe. The stark contrast between the tenderness of his bite and the intensity of his thrusts sent Sakura's mind reeling.
"Y-yes! Oh yes!" the ecstatic woman screamed, "Don't stop, Kiba!" The emerald-eyed medical-nin felt her walls prepare themselves for what would probably be her most powerful orgasm yet. Her eyes roamed over her skilled lover's form as he continued to deliver her infinite pleasure through his magnificent body. She noted his shallow breaths, twitching muscles and occasional lapses in rhythm. 'He's close,' she ascertained.
Kiba, all too aware of what Sakura had just been thinking of, pushed himself off the wall. The sudden motion caught the kunoichi a little off-guard, but she managed to hang onto him as he walked briskly out of the shower. 'Goodness, he's so strong,' the medical-nin internally mewled as the well-built jōnin ambled as if he didn't have an adult woman clinging onto his torso. Once near the tub, Sakura ventured a look and found a medium-sized mirror lying on the bottom. She gave Kiba an exasperated look, a look which the Inuzuka returned with a playful smile.
"O-oh!" the kunoichi gasped as the dog-nin lifted her off himself, his rock-hard member sliding out of her delightfully abused cavern. The handsome brunet himself shook a little at the delightful sensations the motion caused.
"Are your legs fine?" Kiba asked, "I don't want you smashing your nose into a porcelain tub while cumming."
Sakura had to chuckle at that. "I think so," she replied, "Besides, if I do break my nose, I can just heal it." The medical-nin placed both hands at the bottom of the tub with her arms in extension before raising her right foot and placing it on the tub's rim. Her left foot remained planted on the floor. She looked at the mirror and blushed slightly at the sight of her very exposed womanhood reflected at the center of the rectangular surface. She heard a click and realized that Kiba had adjusted the lights so that there wasn't a source directly above her as it would cause her shadow to fall upon the mirror.
Kiba imitated Sakura's position, but held onto the edge of the tub instead. Slowly, he inserted his colossal tool inside the kunoichi's slippery tightness and resumed the ancient motion that would carry the two of them to the pinnacle of bliss.
Sakura's viridian gaze never left the mirror as she saw her nether folds separate, yielding to Kiba's thirteen-inch beast. She watched, spellbound, as the thick organ spread her sacred opening incredibly wide and began to slide in and out. The voluminous orbs below the dog-nin's immense shaft began to smack against her sensitive bud as he picked up the pace. Faster and faster he went until his hips became a blur. The medical-nin started moving as well, meeting the brown-haired hunk's thrusts with equal fervor. She savored the sensation of Kiba's ripped torso sliding against her back, chiseled muscles gliding against smooth skin lubricated by a mixture of sweat and water. "O-oh! Kiba! You're a fucking sex god!" she screamed, her release perilously near. She lifted her right hand and stroked Kiba's raised thigh as she egged him on.
"I'm close, babe," Kiba grunted, spearing his lover mercilessly with his gargantuan fuckstick. He felt his loins quiver. "I-I'm cumming! I'm cumming, Sakura!"
Sakura heard the dog-nin's breaths become shorter and shallower; his thrusts, even more rapid and erratic. She let her right hand travel from her Kiba's thigh to their point of junction and rubbed her clit furiously. As she did so, she accidentally touched the Inuzuka's cock.
"A-ah! Ah!" Kiba howled as he threw his head back. He thrust into Sakura with all his might and closed his eyes as pleasure exploded at the base of his cock. The green-eyed woman gave her clit one last hard pinch and joined her lover in rapture.
The sensations were overwhelming, the green-eyed woman thought. Every molecule in her body sang in delight and she was on the verge of losing consciousness by the third contraction. However, she forced herself to focus. The entire setup would go to waste if she did not see it. The medical-nin's gaze zoomed to the mirror and was just in time to see Kiba's ejaculation. Sakura watched in wonder as the bulging region behind the dog-nin's ample testicles twitched violently over and over, the powerful muscles wrapped around the root of his enormous penis propelling his hot man-juice into her quaking love tunnel like a cannon. The underside of Kiba's gargantuan pleasure pole pulsed deliciously against the kunoichi's anterior vaginal wall, vibrating deliciously against that very spot the dog-nin was poking with his fingers earlier. Burst after burst of thick semen shot from the tip of the onyx-eyed man's dick, flooding her insides until the fluid started to ooze out and drip onto the mirror.
Kiba forced himself to take deep breaths as Sakura's walls continued to milk him of his seed. He remained sheathed fully within his lover until the quaking in his loins had disappeared completely. Once certain that his groin had been emptied, at least for the time being, he leaned over and kissed the area between Sakura's scapulae tenderly, the diluted saltiness he tasted in the thin film over her silky skin bringing a smile on his lips. "I'm going to pull out now," he warned.
Slowly, Kiba withdrew himself completely from Sakura. Due to the angle at which he pulled out, the Inuzuka's perpetual erection recoiled and hit his hard abs with a wet slap. The hung man stifled a moan and quickly went to the shower lest he ravage Sakura all over again.
Without the large obstruction, the couple's combined fluids soon seeped out from the kunoichi's hole, trailing down her left thigh. Shaking a bit, Sakura stood up. Thankfully, there was already an extra towel inside the bathroom aside from the one she had brought in earlier. Although a bit small, it was sufficient to wipe the sticky mess she and Kiba had created. She started for the shower area, small towel in hand.
"Um, I think we should wash separately," Kiba advised, speaking to the medical-nin but not facing her, "If we wash together, I swear, I'll just get you dirty all over again. This'll only take a couple of minutes. I'm just cleaning up. I'll use my own shower later."
Sakura watched the dog-nin under the artificial drizzle. The world went into slow motion. The water droplets ran slowly down Kiba's god-like body—that fine-tuned sex engine that had just brought her one orgasm after another. The shimmering rivulets accentuated the powerful muscles under the smooth, tanned skin. His eyes were closed; his head, thrown back. His right hand moved like a piston up and down the colossal pillar of man-meat jutting out of his groin as he lathered away the traces of their recent activities.
Haruno Sakura gulped hard and turned away. "O-okay," she squeaked, "I-I'll get you a towel." She marched out of the bathroom, dumping the sticky piece of cloth she was holding into the sink as she passed by it on her way to the door. Once outside, she closed the door and leaned against it, panting and subconsciously grinding her thighs together due to the arousal Kiba's "shower scene" had incited.
'Goodness, you just had three in a row and you want more?' Inner Sakura scoffed.
'You can't blame me when he looks like… that!'
The imaginary being replayed the scene. 'Ah, well, I suppose,' she conceded. 'Anyway, just get him a towel and get rid of him already. If he stays for too long, I swear, you might not be able to stop yourself from jumping him. If Kyoko barges in on you two getting it on…'
"I know," the former pinkette said. She went to her closet to retrieve the item she needed. "Ah, there we go," she said to herself, removing the topmost piece of folded cloth from the pile. She closed the wooden apparatus and went to the bathroom. Her hand was about to touch the knob when the door suddenly swung open. Sakura gasped, both from surprise and from suppressed excitement as Kiba stood there in his wet and naked glory. The medical-nin gulped again. "Here you go," she said, handing the Inuzuka the towel.
"Thanks," the brown-haired stud murmured. He started drying himself, starting with his hair. Once no longer dripping wet, he started walking around Sakura's room as he continued wiping the water droplets that clung to his skin. "Oh, I fixed the tiles with a simple doton technique," he informed his green-eyed lover as he patted the behemoth between his legs dry.
The words were but a drone to the kunoichi, however, as she was too preoccupied with watching Kiba handle his deadly equipment. She stifled a moan. 'Oh kami,' she thought, a bit embarrassed.
The raven-eyed man took a deep breath and stopped in his tracks, his impeccable nose catching a whiff of new-onset arousal. His onyx gaze landed on Sakura, who was currently seated on her bed, her eyes glued on his cock. "Round two?" he asked, one brow rising in askance. His untiring rod bobbed in anticipation.
The medical-nin's eyes averted themselves almost immediately. "I wish," she said honestly, "but you should probably go back to your room. Besides, I have to go out and jog, remember? A few more hours and it'll be a bit warm already."
Kiba tore his gaze from his lounging green-eyed goddess and searched for the bedside alarm clock. It was almost seven in the morning. "Don't you think over an hour of hot sex was enough to take care of all those unwanted calories?" the tall man inquired, "Why don't we just go out today?"
Sakura briefly as she considered the idea. "I suppose," she replied not long after. "It'll be the perfect opportunity for you to go and take a look at Lord Hisoka's mansion. I've memorized the details and made a schematic of the—"
The tall jōnin chuckled. "I've been there, Sakura."
The medical-nin paused and stared. "Really?" she asked, "When?"
"Yesterday, before I sneaked into your room," Kiba answered as he wrapped the towel around his lean waist. His thick erection lifted the fluffy cloth almost straight up, defeating the purpose of placing it there in the first place.
Sakura smiled at Kiba's reliability. Despite their past-midnight trysts, Kyoko's frequent summons and social interactions with the staff members of The Three Kings, particularly the other two kings, the dog-nin still made sure he was fulfilling his mission objectives. "I'm impressed," she commended.
Kiba chuckled. "Anyway, I sneaked into the lawn, but didn't enter the mansion itself. I studied the exterior and all possible points of entry," he informed the kunoichi, "What I can say with certainty is that the manor's not as heavily guarded as one would expect. There were eight ninja, a couple of samurai sentries and, strangely enough, an old woman tending to a small vegetable patch. I was able to slip past them with no difficulty at all. I swear, they were so sloppy, they must've been chūnin at most. My observations have led me to believe that the scroll is being held elsewhere."
The green-eyed ninja rubbed her chin in thought, the polished gears of her spotless mind churning as she digested Kiba's input, her earlier arousal set aside for the time being. "That's very possible," she said, "but there are a number of other possibilities: first, the bulk of the guards may have been inside the mansion…"
The Inuzuka shook his head. "Unlikely. Usually, the bulk of guards remain outside the main premises and significantly fewer, more skilled warriors stay inside. It's simply more effective that way."
Sakura raised a hand in surrender. "Okay, valid argument, but consider this: Lord Hisoka is adbsurdly frugal. It's quite possible he simply did not bother to procure the services of more skilled shinobi, or perhaps he focused his resources into a single, powerful guardian who is currently residing within the mansion."
The brown-haired jōnin sighed and crossed his arms. "I suppose the only way we can be sure is by getting Miyako to tell me what she knows."
"Or until our spy finally turns up and gives us information that might prove useful in determining which scenario is most probable," Sakura added.
"I'm starting to worry, actually," Kiba confessed as he took a seat in front of the medical-nin's dresser, "This is already the third day. Don't you think he or she should have contacted us by now?"
Sakura shrugged and leapt off the mattress, ambling to the bathroom, "I don't know, but we'll have to manage."
She opened the door, and went in. She looked back at the raven-eyed ninja. "I'm taking a real bath now," she said, causing an impish smile to cross the hunky Inuzuka's lips, "Let's just meet at around ten."
The brown-haired stud rose from his seat and walked to Sakura, the bobbing of his towel-clad erection causing the kunoichi's erstwhile set-aside lust to resurface. She held onto the door's frame, her knees becoming enfeebled as Kiba approached, his ripped form exuding raw masculinity. When he reached her, he leaned in for a soft kiss, one the green-eyed ninja was more than willing to receive. His gargantuan rod poked her accidentally in the stomach, causing the medical-nin to gasp and break the kiss. "Sorry about that," he chuckled while scratching the back of his head. "I'll see you later," he finished before giving her a playful wink.
The handsome shinobi turned around and started for his room. "Kiba," the medical-nin called out to him, her eyes spotting something. He brunet whipped around abruptly, causing the towel around his waist to slip and fall.
Sakura internally cursed as her walls quivered in excitement yet again from the magnificent view. "Let me heal the scratches on your back," she managed to say.
"Oh, don't bother," Kiba said, picking up the piece of deep green cloth but not putting it on, "They just sting a little but they're—"
"I insist," the medical-nin stated with finality.
The handsome jōnin knew how stubborn the girl could be about medical matters, so he just shrugged and walked to the bed. He sat on the soft mattress not bothering to avoid the multiple zones of dampness on the woman's pale blue sheets courtesy of their passionate lovemaking earlier that morning. Sakura was behind him before he knew it.
Sakura stared intently on multitude of angry lines adorning the dog-nin's back. True, they were shallow, but she knew that such wounds tend to sting more than the deeper ones. She wove her chakra into her hands and allowed them to hover over the breaks in the skin.
Kiba sighed as Sakura's chakra danced on his back, the damaged tissues being sewn together perfectly by the brilliant medical-nin.
The kunoichi bit her lip, extremely turned on by the raven-eyed stud's moans. She used more chakra to speed up the process, wishing to get rid of the dog-nin as quickly as she could. Unluckily, the increase in chakra only caused the man to moan louder and pant. 'Just a few more seconds,' she thought, her nether lips trembling with desire. Thankfully, she was able to finish healing Kiba without jumping him. She was about to hop off the bed when she recalled having clutched the man's arms earlier and inflicting wounds on them as well.
The brunet felt a vague shuffling behind him, indicating that Sakura was shifting positions. The increase in the depression behind his buttocks made him surmise that the kunoichi had shifted to the kneeling position, her weight now more concentrated on a smaller area, thus causing the change in the mattress. Soon enough, his suspicions were confirmed when he sensed the slightly damp strands of Sakura's hair touching his left trapezius. "Your arms," the medical-nin said concisely, her head looming over his left shoulder.
The Inuzuka looked over to his biceps and found small crescent-shaped indentations with traces of blood in them. He didn't have time to ponder upon them because seconds later, Sakura's hands were already over them, her pale blue chakra patching up the lesions she had inflicted in the heat of passion. Feeling another's chakra over one's body truly was such a marvelous sensation, Kiba thought. He was unable to stifle yet another moan as one of the kunoichi's breasts accidentally rubbed against his broad back.
Sakura was having hard time focusing. Kiba's beefy arms looked simply delectable and she could not help but want to give them a good squeeze, or better yet, playfully bite into them. From the sounds the jōnin was making, it was clear that he was enjoying what she was doing very much. The medical-nin's emerald gaze zoomed forward and felt core temperature surge as she noticed a large amount of pre-cum leaking out of Kiba's twitching erection.
Summoning all of her self-control, Sakura pulled her hands away. The two shinobi turned their heads to face the other. Two pairs of lust-hazed eyes met. By this time, both were panting heavily and horny as hell. "Kiba…" the medical-nin said breathily.
"Yeah?" the Inuzuka panted.
"You should leave," Sakura said, secretly wishing he wouldn't.
"Yeah, I should," the jōnin's replied, his massive cock drooling copiously onto the kunoichi's sheets. Gathering his resolve, he stood up and rushed to the door, oblivious to the trail of pre-cum his painfully hard cock was leaving behind. He crouched at the threshold, pushing his right index and middle fingers onto the carpeted floor to sense for movements outside the door. Satisfied with his findings, he spun around, bid Sakura a terse farewell and closed the door a little too forcefully.
The emerald-eyed kunoichi watched in silent wonder as a ribbon of clear, viscous fluid hung in mid-air in the wake of Kiba's swift movements. The string of pre-cum eventually settled on the floor close to the small pool the dog-nin had inadvertently created while squatting at the doorway. She switched her gaze to the wrinkled deep green towel lying innocently on her bed.
"Shit," she muttered, dashing into the bathroom. She faced the shower and twisted the temperature knob to the coldest possible setting.
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