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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
- 37
- 38
- 39
Note: Here they are—the last two parts of Claim Me. Merry Christmas, guys.

Sakura entered Kiba's room silently and found him naked with two girls.
Any other time, she would've threatened to part the wondrous organ between his legs from the rest of his body, but not today. Not when he was in a coma and the two nurses were giving him a sponge bath. The two brunettes seemed to be enjoying their task far too much for the kunoichi's liking, however. Her lover's cock was already rock-hard, which meant the two have been "bathing" him for a while now. Their eyes were focused solely on his massive cock, their sponges moving up and down the thick, thirteen-inch length more briskly than was necessary for maintaining good hygiene.
She bit back a chuckle. Count on her boyfriend to charm the pants off two professionals while being unconscious. Still, despite everything, these two were taking advantage of a patient, which was unacceptable. She would've had their asses fired if she hadn't done something similar just a while back. She decided to give them another chance. She cleared her throat.
The two nurses literally jumped, their sponges flying and landing with miserable splats on the floor. "Sakura-san!" one gasped, "Uh, we were just—"
The emerald-eyed beauty smiled. "I'll take over now. You should return to your stations," she said in a saccharine tone that put the other women on edge.
The two brunettes bowed and hurried past the medical-nin. Before they made it past the threshold, however, the pink-haired jōnin spoke once more. "I'll let this one slide, knowing first-hand what the guy can do to a girl's hormones," she told the nurses, "but if I catch you one more time, not even Tsunade-shishō's medical skills will be good enough to keep you alive."
Two pairs of hazel eyes widened. Their owners nodded in clear understanding and vanished from the room so fast they put Uchiha Shisui's Body Flicker to shame.
Sakura crossed the room and picked up the sponges that had landed on the floor. She took the time to marvel at the soft carpet overlying the marble floor. Inuzuka Tsume really didn't hold back, having paid for the most expensive suite the hospital had to offer to make sure her son, the most powerful clan member and soon-to-be clan leader, was comfortable.
The green-eyed kunoichi rinsed both sponges and set one aside. She lathered one with soap and began wiping at her boyfriend's broad chest.
It had been more or less twelve hours and despite his vitals signs remaining stable, his sensorium hadn't improved one bit.
Finished with his chest, Sakura's hand went lower. Her eyes lingered wickedly at the enormous pillar of steely flesh lying innocently on the slumbering ninja's abdomen. A very naughty thought entered her mind. What if…?
'No!' she mentally berated herself, 'I will not molest my boyfriend while he's in such a state! It's rape!'
'It's called rape if he doesn't give you permission, which he hasn't, but you know he would,' Inner Sakura supplied while attempting to staunch the stream of blood that had erupted from her right nostril, 'They've tried a lot of things to wake him up. Who knows? Maybe this'll do the trick.'
The kunoichi's blush deepened as she mulled. What her inner self said was true. She knew the dog-nin wouldn't mind such a pleasurable attempt at waking him up. Still, it was so wrong on so many different levels. It was almost worse than what she had done once before. Her eyes landed once more on the thirteen-inch cock before her. She forced her gaze away, but found that she couldn't. Kami, it should be against the law to possess a cock that is so… entrancing. It was as if it was compelling her into caressing it.
'Will you just give him the blowjob and be done with it!? If it doesn't wake him up, then it doesn't. At least you took a shot.'
The medical-nin's eyes darted to the door and found that the two nurses had locked it. She took a deep breath and leaned forward, capturing the brunet's massive cock in her hands. Heat shot straight to her groin as she felt how warm and hard it was—steely flesh encased in flawless skin. She licked the tip, her eyes trained on the handsome man for any reaction. There was none.
Undeterred, the pinkette kicked her sandals off and jumped into bed, positioning herself between Kiba's thighs. She parted them to give her more space to work with. She licked the lengthy shaft from base to tip, savoring the feel of the veins against her tongue. She smiled as several drops of pre-cum began oozing from the tip. She palmed the clear liquid and spread it over the entirety of the monstrous pillar's surface. She gripped the thick cum cannon and pumped steadily up and down.
The bed began to complain against her spirited movements, but she neither slowed down nor let up in terms of intensity. She dipped her head and swirled her tongue on the sensitive glans before moving down further to engulf as much as she could into her mouth. She let her chakra flow into her hands and mouth, and then sucked with as much gusto as she could.
Inner Sakura sensed the size of the chakra flow. 'Hey, isn't this a bit too mu—'
'I know what the fuck I'm doing.' She was going to use her entire chakra reserve to make the dog-nin cum. 'Using ninety nine percent should make him cum in twelve minutes and seven point two three seconds. For greatest results, I have to make sure I maintain a steady flow of eight point one six seven five percent per minute.'
'You're using all of your chakra!?'
'Not all. I said ninety nine, right? Now shut it! This shit's harder than it looks!'
The emerald-eyed jōnin stilled as she swore she heard the barest of gasps erupt from the Inuzuka's lips. She redoubled her efforts. Her eyes studied her lover's beautiful body. His breathing had become more rapid; as had his heart rate. It was working, or at least she hoped it was. She knew this was just the physiologic response to having one's cock stimulated expertly.
'Are you sure it wasn't your imagination? We're halfway in,' her inner self inquired, noting the ensuing minutes of silence despite a tremendous amount of chakra-enhanced stimulation.
Was it? No. She couldn't have been wrong. Panic gripped her heart. What if she did just imagine it? What if he never woke up and wasted away?
Kami, they'd only been together for over a month, but she seriously couldn't imagine living without him. The very thought that his hands would never caress her again, that his body would never cradle hers so protectively ever again took the very breath out of her. He made her smile in that obnoxious but utterly lovable and downright sensual way—a combination that was distinctly his own. He dedicated every minute to making her happy. She waited too long.
And now, it was too late.
"No," she growled. She sat upright then tore off her clothes. She poured her chakra into her pussy before inching forward to straddle the unconscious brunet.
She grasped the colossal pillar of flesh, wet with her saliva and his copious pre-cum and aligned it with her pussy. She lowered herself slowly and hissed when the broad head of her boyfriend's cock splayed open her nether lips. She didn't stop sinking lower and lower upon the thirteen-inch tower of virility until he was fully seated within her. She took a moment to revel in the feeling of being filled to the brim, her hands sliding over Kiba's abs to settle on his chiseled pecs. She raised herself until only the very tip remained within her depths, mewling as her labia dragged over his staggering girth, the friction created by his ramrod too good for words. When she slammed back down, she felt her breath leave her lungs as she shrieked in rapture.
She almost came with a single thrust. Kami, the man's cock was just divine. There was also the fact that chakra-enhanced stimulation worked both ways. She would cum in but a couple of minutes instead of the usual fifteen.
"Oh! Oh fuck! Yes!" the medical-nin screamed as she rode the dog-nin hard, bouncing upon his gargantuan fuckstick as if her life depended on it. In a sense, it did.
Sakura felt her peak approach, the Inuzuka's huge organ stimulating her to the point of near-insanity because of the magnification offered by chakra. She screamed as her walls contracted around her lover's thickness, her secretions pooling upon his groin. Through half-lidded eyes, she looked at the brunet, hoping somehow that the squeeze of her pussy would awaken him from his slumber.
His eyes remained closed.
The rose-haired beauty felt a sob break out of her. Her strength was waning. She was down to a quarter of her chakra. She lowered herself upon him, feeling his firm chest against her breasts. "Don't leave me, Kiba. I love you. Please, come back to me," she whispered as she kissed his still lips and began her movements anew.
She nibbled at his lower lip before licking along his jaw and biting playfully at his earlobe, the masculine flavour of the traces of sweat tantalizing her taste buds. She went lower, biting at his firm chest and playing with his nipples with her tongue. Her hands roamed over his chiseled arms, the digits tracing the muscles that held such power. Her hips moved all the while, never losing rhythm and momentum despite the fatigue that began to nag at the kunoichi's body. The chakra flow fluctuated for a few seconds, the pleasure of impaling herself upon Kiba's enormous cock and her concentration on what she did with her hands and mouth being too much for her to maintain a constant flow. She focused, harder than she ever had in her life, to maximize the stimulation the dog-nin received through her body.
When the green-eyed ninja felt the tiniest of tremors at the base of her spine, she felt dread. She nuzzled her face at the base of the Inuzuka's neck, kissing the skin overlying his carotid where she felt his strong and rapid pulse. She wrapped her arms around his powerful body, her nails digging into his flesh as her muscles grew taut in anticipation of peak. This was it. With her second orgasm, she'd be absolutely drained. She slammed her hips downward upon her lover's cock once, twice, and then the world shattered and she was sure she saw heaven.
"Kiba!" she wailed in both anguish and ecstasy as pleasure ripped through her body, every cell vibrating with bliss. Her sacred triangle gushed as the waves of delight washed over her, drowning her like an S-ranked suiton.
And then she felt it. As if it were in slow motion, she felt the chain of events as they happened. A pulse started from the very base of Kiba's massive cock, the already-thick shaft swelling with the pulse as it went through the thirteen-inch length of the organ, sending a generous jet of hot, thick fluid when it finally reached the tip. The fluid slammed into her walls with a familiar, tremendous strength that made her eyes widen despite being in the middle of her own peak.
Kiba was cumming.
She mewled as she felt wave after wave of man-juice crash against her insides, each spurt stimulating her pussy and prolonging her own orgasm. She felt the warm fluid seep out of her, adding to the pool already soaking up the dog-nin's groin. Her love tunnel continued to throb, milking her lover's cock, coaxing his loins of every drop of cum it could give as if it had thirsted forever. Eventually, the contractions ceased and her heartbeat had lowered to a reasonable pace. With great effort, she pushed herself up to stare at his face…
…and found his eyes still closed.
Denial surged through Sakura. This couldn't be happening. Kiba's so strong and full of life. He couldn't fade away like this. Her arms gave and she slumped over his chest, her ear over his heart, hearing the steady beat that was the only indication that he was still alive. She didn't even fight it when the tears flowed.
She felt the tiniest of brushes against her hair and tried swatting it off, thinking it was a fly, only to hit a hand. Her emerald eyes widened and she craned her neck to look up at the dog-nin's face.
"Hey, sexy," the Inuzuka greeted in a lazy voice.
And then the waterworks began in earnest. The kunoichi hugged the brunet for all she was worth as she wailed, sniffed and murmured things that were so garbled by her sobbing that they were utterly incomprehensible. All the while, the onyx-eyed man just held her, stroking her back and hair while mumbling sweet nothings, letting her release everything she had bottled up inside.
It took a good five minutes before the bawling even began to subside and another five before the pinkette finally managed to restrain it into sniffs. She became aware of the mess she had created on the Inuzuka's broad chest and started wiping with her hands. "Kami, I'm sorry. Now you have tears and snot and drool all over you," she mumbled in between sniffs, completely mortified.
"Stop. It's okay," came the deep reply as the brown-haired hunk grasped her wrists gently. "I'm gonna sound like a fucking jerk, but I feel... flattered that you'd cry so much over me."
"Of course I'd cry over you, you big dolt! I love you!" Sakura cried, her lips trembling. "What the hell were you think—"
"Say it again," Kiba interrupted.
"What?"
"Say it again."
A tiny upward curl of beautiful lips. "I'm sorry?"
"Damn it, Sakura, you know what I meant," the dog-nin growled.
The medical-nin's smile shifted from teasing to tender. She raised a hand and traced her lover's jaw. "I love you, Kiba," she whispered, "When you left for that mission to Kusa, I nearly went mad. All I could think about was you. I worried if you were safe. I brooded as I imagined petty sluts pawing at you. The longing I felt, the emotional void your departure created in my chest—I knew I had fallen in love with despite having been with you for just a couple of weeks at that point in time." She sighed deeply and looked down, unable to meet the handsome man's ebony gaze. "But I was such a fool. My obsession… I'm sorry, Kiba. I'm—"
"Shh, enough of that. It's okay."
The kunoichi's green eyes widened. "Okay!? No, it's not okay, Kiba! I fucked Kai, and I know you smelled Kyosuke on me too! How can you just brush it off so easily!? How can you even look at a slut like m—"
"Never call yourself a slut, babe," the brown-haired jōnin said in a firm tone.
"But that drug they used, it—"
"I know. It only removes inhibitions. It can't create the feelings of attraction. Those have to be present at the time of ingestion. You wouldn't have fucked Kai or Kyosuke if you didn't secretly want to," the Inuzuka stated simply.
Now Sakura was even more confused, and it obviously showed on her face, prompting the hung man underneath her to continue.
"For the last time, babe, I'm may be a guy, but that doesn't mean I can't tell if other guys are attractive or not. Kai and Kyosuke certainly were. You'd have to be dead not to notice them," Kiba said, "Now, here's the question to end all questions: would you have fucked them if you weren't drugged?"
The medical-nin was silent for a moment as she thought hard. True, Kai and Kyosuke filled her dreams and fantasies, and she was certain she had feelings for both of them, but…
"No, I wouldn't have," she said with a certainty that surprised even her.
"Exactly, so stop kicking yourself over what happened," the dog-nin ground out, "Hell, I wasn't exactly a saint during this mission, you know? I fucked way more people than you did, and I found a few, particularly Kyoko and Miyako, to be quite attractive. I'd have to be limp-dicked not to notice them, but as I told you that time with regards to Kyoko, I never would've touched them if the mission didn't require me to."
There was a pregnant pause. "So you've forgiven me, then?" the kunoichi asked meekly.
The onyx-eyed hunk sighed. "There's nothing to forgive, but just so you won't keep pursuing the topic, fine. I forgive you."
The emerald-eyed beauty bit her lip.
Answering the unvoiced question, the brunet touched his lover's chin and tilted her head to face him. "Forgiveness came easily because that's just how love is." He craned his neck and allowed his lips to graze the lithe woman's own. The tiniest contact was electric. The kiss turned from gentle to demanding in an instant. He all but devoured her as his skilled mouth and tongue swept over the supple lines of her lips, nibbling and caressing, stroking and sucking with an intensity that left the woman tingling and breathless.
The pinkette pushed against the Inuzuka's powerful chest to break the mind-blowing kiss. "Wait," she panted, "You're still recovering. We can't."
Kiba thrust his hips upwards, his huge cock jabbing at Sakura's insides. "Yeah, I think I pretty much recovered, don't you think?" He eyed his companion and frowned at the surprise that blossomed on her face. "Don't tell me you actually forgot that my dick's still hard and filling your pussy."
The kunoichi blushed in response.
Well damn. The dog-nin sulked. "Now I'm feeling inadequate."
The pink-haired vixen choked on her spit at the absurdity of what had been said. "Fishing, are you?" she deadpanned once the coughing had died down. She rolled her eyes. "If someone like you is inadequate, then a sexually adequate male doesn't exist, Kiba," she snorted.
"I don't know…" the hunky brunet trailed with fake gloom.
The medical-nin hit her hung lover in exasperation, her brows furrowing at how surprisingly feeble the blow was.
The onyx-eyed man grimaced. "It seems you used up a lot of chakra to, uh… 'jolt' me awake, eh?" He laid his lover gently on top of him, her face to his chest. His hands traced long lines over the muscles of her back.
The pinkette melted into the embrace, the light touches paradoxically both soothing and arousing at the same time. Warmth suffused her, strangely revitalizing rather than lulling. It took a few seconds for her to realize that while part of the experience came from the emotional satisfaction of being in the Inuzuka's arms, a good chunk of it was a result of him feeding her body with his chakra. "Kiba, stop. You shouldn't be—" she grunted with a start, attempting to break free from the delectable man's arms. The sensations were so good though, though, that her efforts ended up being half-hearted. She inwardly cursed her body for not following her brain.
"My chakra's almost back to normal levels," Kiba whispered, "I'm giving you some chakra so we can… continue. Stop worrying."
Sakura huffed. Must guys always think with their dicks? "Damn it, Kiba. You were at the brink of death. Be reasonable."
"All I know is that I'm gonna fucking die if I don't have you right now, Sakura. Please."
The kunoichi felt all resistance melt away at that last word. She paused for a few seconds, then traced a finger over his firm chest and looked up. "I've denied you… No, I've denied both of us for far too long over a foolish obsession," she murmured. "Take me, Kiba," she declared, "Claim me. Make m—" Supple but unmistakably masculine lips descended ferociously upon hers. She moaned as his hips ground against hers, his pubic bone rubbing against her clit. "Fuck, Kiba," she moaned, "Kiba."
"I love it when you say my name, Sakura," the brunet growled. He suckled at the side of her neck fervently enough to leave a mark, then lapped the tender skin up with long, languid strokes of his tongue, the contrast of force and tenderness drawing a ragged breath out of the medical-nin. His hands travelled down her sides, his fingertips appreciating the deadly curves the lithe woman possessed. He grasped her waist and raised her pelvis slightly before his own surged upwards.
"K-Kiba!"
The dark-eyed hunk grinned. "I love it more when you scream it, though." He slid out, the drag of her labia along his thickness utterly devastating, before plunging back in, earning him another scream. He began to pound into her in earnest, his hips slamming against his lover's, producing a hypnotic, salacious string of staccatos.
The pinkette's nails dug into the dog-nin's shoulders hard, producing angry crescents. "Yes! Oh yes, Kiba!" she screamed as the rock-hard rod pierced her deeply. A knot tightened at the base of her spine, twisting with every mind-numbing thrust, building to unbearable heights. "Shit, ah! I'm gonna c— G-gonna…"
She felt the large hands move—one sweeping across her lower abdomen, the other along the small of her back and between her ass cheeks. Her eyes widened when a finger playfully traced circles around her asshole while another danced around her clit. A pinch and a thrust was all it took to undo her.
The Inuzuka bit his lip as he felt her walls undulate, strangling his colossal fuckstick. He kept going despite the maddening pleasure his lover's peak brought him, though. He powered into her twitching pussy, drawing the orgasm out to as long as he could. "Kami, it feels so good when you cum around my cock, Sakura," he murmured.
It took over a minute before the contractions finally ceased, at which point the emerald-eyed ninja's screams had mellowed down into low purrs. The huge rod continued to plunge into her, though, unrelenting in its pursuit to wrench out every orgasm it could.
Kiba rolled the both of them over and frowned at the tiniest of pulls at his left hand. His eyes quickly found the source of the offending sensation, as did Sakura. The woman's eyes darted to his, warning him not to do what he was about to. He did it anyway, as he knew sheknew he would.
The medical-nin's hands were on the dog-nin's the moment he yanked at his IV tubing. She shook her head disapprovingly as she healed the puncture. "I could've gotten some cotton and removed it in a sterile manner, you know," she admonished, eyeing the couple of drops of blood that had stained the beddings.
"That'd waste too much time," the brown-haired stud grumbled, "Besides, that'd entail you getting off this bed, which I don't intend to happen." He swooped down and captured her left nipple in his mouth.
The green-eyed kunoichi's nerve ending sizzled as the onyx-eyed hunk teased and bit at her breast. Her hands found their way to his scalp, her fingers entwining themselves in his dark locks as she subconsciously pulled him harder against her bosom. She felt him draw back, his mammoth cock sliding out of her deliciously battered love tunnel until but the barest of the tip remained. When his hips snapped forward, she just about lost consciousness at the sensory overload. He was fucking her so deep, it was unreal. "Kami, Kiba!" she howled in ecstasy, "Yes! Fuck me!"
The Inuzuka's lips left her breast with a wet pop. "This ain't just fucking, Sakura," he said, "This is lovemaking."
Despite the raw pleasure coursing through her veins, the pinkette managed to gather her thoughts. She looked at her lover's eyes and saw so much reverence and love so . She'd always read in women's magazines that lovemaking usually involved slow, gentle penetration and all that shit. She now knew that those authors were hell wrong. It wasn't the power of the thrusts or the kissing that differentiates fucking from lovemaking. It was the emotion that went behind every thrust, every caress.
Kiba had never just fucked her. He had always made love to her.
"Yes," the kunoichi breathed, "it is." She reached out and pulled his face towards hers, her lips crashing against his. His tongue danced with hers, stroking languidly in contrast to the crazed tempo of his hips. A particularly well-placed thrust sent her panting, and the well-endowed man took the opportunity to suck at her jaw, trailing kisses downward until he ended up at her right nipple.
The dog-nin played with the dark nub, flicking his tongue against it and playfully nipping until it was wonderfully erect. He growled and hooked his arms under both of the rose-haired beauty's legs and pushing until her knees were almost to her chest. He eyed her plump nether lips, splayed wide by his cock and groaned at the erotic sight. He nearly bounced with every thrust, his colossal cum cannon plunging into the lithe ninja's pussy with reckless abandon.
"Shit! You're so fucking deep, Kiba! Oh fu— Ah! Yes!" the medical-nin hollered, unmindful of bed's creaks of protest. The headboard banged loudly against the wall with every thrust. Her hands wandered down from his broad shoulders to his powerful chest. She smiled as the muscles quivered under her touch. She found his nipples and tweaked, earning her a low moan that was like chocolate to her ears.
In response, the brunet placed the emerald-eyed beauty's left leg on his shoulder and allowed his free hand to venture to their point of union, searching for that bundle of nerves. He found the small nub and pressed down on it with his thumb. She arched against him, eyes widening at the unexpected touch. He rubbed furiously in circles in time with his ferocious pounding, reducing his lover into a sputtering mess.
"Ah! K-Ki— Oh sh— I'm c-cum—" Sakura managed to gasp out before yet another series of contractions seized her. Her plenteous juices splattered messily about, soaking the beddings and further lubricating the gargantuan slab of steely man-meat that continued to impale her quivering hole. She felt the ebony-eyed ninja's fingers leave her clit and, through half-lidded eyes, saw him place them in his mouth. Her flush deepened as he hummed around his fingers, savoring the taste of her release.
Crack!
"Wha—" the Inuzuka froze at the sickening crunch and then flailed slightly as the bed dipped, the legs supporting the footboard splintering because of his spirited efforts. He tried to catch a glimpse of the damage, twisting his torso and neck somewhat uncomfortably to do so, but his attention was caught by a feminine giggle. His eyes flew to his lover's face and found her hands on her mouth as she tried to stifle her laughter.
"What? It's funny," the lovely woman said in between chuckles.
Kiba found himself snickering as well. "Guess it is," he concurred. He gave the bed a once over. "You'd think the bed would be sturdier, considering how expensive the room fee is."
The kunoichi shrugged. "Well, private suites are decorated to feel more homey and comfortable," she explained. "Besides, they weren't expecting the furniture to receive so much… strain. I mean, it's still essentially a hospital bed, and that means the user's supposed to be weak and minimally active." Her healthy blush deepened further. "How mortifying! Tsunade-shishō and the others will surely figure out everything the moment someone sees the room in such a state and reports it to— Ah!"
She whimpered as the dog-nin withdrew himself from within her velvety depths. The emptiness the massive organ left behind hit the medical-nin so hard it was unreal. The need was utterly devastating. Her hips moved on their own accord, rising off the bed in a subconscious attempt to recapture the lengthy beast that had ravished it so. The Inuzuka hovered over her, hissing as her heated labia brushed against his rock-hard cock. "Right now, babe, I don't give a fuck," he whispered just before he lifted her off the bed.
The pinkette took the opportunity to paw at the broad expanse of her lover's flesh as he carried her. Her fingers ran along his powerful shoulders, down to the powerful planes of his back, down to his tapered waist, and even further down, cupping and pinching the perfect globe of his ass.
Kiba's eyes widened as he felt the sudden pleasurable sting at his backside. He looked down at the beautiful woman in his arms and shook his head in faux disapproval. "Naughty girl," he murmured.
"Sorry. Couldn't help it," Sakura said, the devilish glint in her eyes hinting that she truly wasn't sorry at all. She felt herself being lowered onto the carpet and hummed at the softness of the fibers against her ass. She looked down and stroked the carpet languidly before a looming shadow drew her gaze. Her half-lidded eyes roved over the glorious man who stood before her, taking their fill.
Large feet gave way to powerful calves and muscular thighs. Heavy, luscious balls hung below his majestic cock. Her gaze lingered impishly at the giant column of steely flesh, tracing every vein that stood out against the smooth, blemish-free skin with her eyes. It glistened with her secretions as well as from his cum from earlier, making every delectable detail stand out. Her pussy quivered, longing to be pounded into oblivion once more by the huge cock before it. She forced her gaze to leave the dog-nin's wondrous fuckstick, up to a narrow waist sporting ridiculously well-defined eight-pack abs. A smooth, broad chest was next, devastatingly mouth-watering in its… beefiness. The thin layer of sweat had only made every single part of him look more delicious than it already was. Her eyes moved further north landing on his breathtakingly handsome face. Her eyes met his and she had to bite back a moan at the way he looked at her. His pupils were so dilated that they nearly ate up the entirety of his irises. He looked as if he wanted to devour her. She smirked. She wanted to devour him too. She rose to her knees and did just that.
The dog-nin growled low as he watched the tip of his huge cock disappear inside the kunoichi's willing mouth. She grasped his length with both hands, her fingers unable to wrap around the tremendous girth. Through passion-filled eyes, he watched her suck him, her head bobbing, going back and forth over the broad tip. Her tongue tickled the underside of the head, occasionally teasing his slit. Her hands pumped his shaft vigorously in time with the bobs of her head. It was unbelievably erotic, watching his gargantuan cum cannon stretch her lips as severely as they did her lips down there. A particularly good suck sent him reeling, making him rock back and forth. "Shit, your mouth's fucking divine, Sakura," he moaned.
The medical-nin felt long fingers weave into her pink locks. Despite the strength behind them, they coaxed gently, massaging her scalp as she took the brunet's rock-hard rod hungrily. Her eyes wandered to his face, finding his eyes closed in rapture. Kami, it was so hot to see his brows furrowed in the sweet agony of pleasure. She felt the slightest of nudges at the back of her throat as her lover's hips moved back and forth, gently fucking her mouth. Given the size of his dick and his strength, the man before her could easily asphyxiate her. She marveled silently at his restraint.
The dark-eyed stud pulled himself free, much to the green-eyed jōnin's surprise. He smiled at her. "I can't be the only one getting the pleasure, babe," he said. "On your knees," he ordered in a gruff, passion-laced tone.
The rose-haired ninja's walls quivered in anticipation as she did as she was told. A healthy flush adorned her cheeks as she saw the Inuzuka's hungry gaze directed at her most sacred spot. He lunged suddenly, and the unmistakable texture of a hot, wet tongue assaulted her slit. She screamed his name as his tongue stiffened and pushed its way between her folds, undulating and stroking her in the most intimate of ways. Her breath came in ragged pants as his tongue deftly found her clit and put pressure upon the bundle of nerves. Her thighs shook as heat blossomed within her depths. "Fuck! Oh fuck, Kiba! I'm gonna—"
Sakura felt Kiba withdraw, and just when she was about to growl in frustration, his monstrous cum cannon slid inside her to the hilt. "Kiba!" she screeched, as her pussy convulsed around the welcome intrusion. She fell forward, her arms giving in to the devastating sensations that blossomed from her core. Her hung lover followed. She felt his lips upon her nape and his hands upon her wrists. His hips drew back before surging forward with the strength of a sledgehammer.
An incomprehensible sound escaped the medical-nin's lips—a product of the near-insanity the dog-nin was inducing with his glorious body. Her pussy contracted over and over around the huge slab of man-meat as it impaled her mercilessly. Her sensitized clit ground against the carpet with every powerful slam of the ripped ninja's hips. The deluge of bliss was such that she almost physically couldn't breathe. She struggled as if truly drowning, but his hands held her wrists firmly. All she could do was lie there and take everything the brown-haired sex god could deliver.
And then it happened. The spasms in her loins had just started to ebb when they started anew, and with a ferocity that made her last peak seem like a fake orgasm. A ragged cry tore from the pinkette's mouth as her body reached new heights. She trembled all over as her pussy was seized with unimaginably intense contractions that made every fiber of her being sing out in rapture. She could say without second thought that this was the strongest she had ever cum in her life. She could almost feel her juices squirting powerfully into the carpet. Thankfully, the onyx-eyed hunk chose to cease his movements, this time savoring the sensations of her vagina strangling his spectacular cock. If he had continued fucking her, she was most certain she would've died from ecstasy.
"Kami, Sakura, your pussy feels so fucking good," the Inuzuka growled against her neck. He licked the sweat off her shoulders, his taste buds tingling at the saltiness. He let go of her wrists and pulled her up against his chest as he sat on his legs.
The emerald-eyed ninja felt like a limp noodle after cumming two times in a row. She draped herself over him, her head on his shoulder; her hands around his muscular torso. "Kiba," she hummed as she stroked his back, "that was amazing. I don't think I can cum again after that."
Kiba smiled mischievously. "You can," he stated matter-of-factly. "And you will." His grin grew wider and he leaned back, planting his hands behind him, and Sakura knew she should hang on for dear life.
The medical-nin felt the Inuzuka's hips surge upwards with such force that she was lifted a foot off his lap. His hips descended before she reached the peak, his cock sliding out of her dripping pussy, and then thrust up to slam against hers as she dropped due to gravity, sending her upwards and starting the cycle anew. The upward surge of his hips against the velocity gained as she dropped due to gravity created a penetration that was so deep, it was almost surreal. She buried her face against the crook of her lover's neck, her arms wound tight around his chiseled torso as she literally bounced on his monstrous, thirteen-inch ramrod like a rag doll. She could almost feel the force of his thrusts all the way through to her heart. Had she been any less fit, he likely would've caused her to go into a fatal arrhythmia.
The lewd staccato of his giant cock plunging feverishly into his lover's drenched pussy egged the onyx-eyed jōnin on; the little drops of her juices that splattered about as he thrust wildly akin to cheerers in a one-on-one match. He could feel the burn in his abs from the monumental effort, but he couldn't care less. Not when he was so close. The pressure at the base of his cock grew greater with every bone-breaking thrust. His balls began to inch upward. His muscles tensed, every fiber standing out in relief as the end drew near. "Sakura, cum!" he hollered, wanting the two of them to reach their peak together. His hands shot out and grasped her hips, pulling her down with all his might onto his cock, impaling her as deeply as he could.
With a scream, she did, and the moment her vagina tightened around his enormous cum cannon, his own orgasm tore through him.
"Sakura!" Kiba roared as his thick, hot cum burst forth from his pulsating dick. He felt the muscles contract at the base of his cock, propelling his jizz from the very depths of his loins through the lengthy shaft and out, crashing into his lovely Sakura's convulsing walls. He very nearly tipped over from the sheer length and intensity of his cumshot. It went on and on, his tireless fuckstick pumping an astounding amount of cum, as if his loins were a bottomless pit. Only after a full minute, when a large puddle of cum had formed under their point of union, did the contractions finally cease.
The kunoichi hummed in satisfaction. "That was… Kami, I don't even have the words to describe it. Thank you," she whispered.
"No need to thank me, babe," the dog-nin replied, "I got as much from that as you did."
For several moments, neither spoke. They simply basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Finally, the brown-haired hunk spoke. "Sakura?"
"Hmm?"
"Will you be mine?"
"I am yours, Kiba."
"No, I meant… forever."
The pinkette pulled away to look into her boyfriend's eyes, just to make sure that she understood just what he was asking. The emotions that shone in those onyx orbs made the question very clear indeed. Her own green ones filled with tears. "Yes!" she shrieked, hugging him. She sobbed.
The Inuzuka chuckled slightly. "Hush now," he murmured.
"I'm sorry," Sakura apologized in between sobs, "It's just… I'd felt you had wanted to take things further some time ago but feigned ignorance because of some damn obsession, then I thought I'd lost you and that despite turning realizing how stupid I'd been, it may have been too late, then you woke up, but I didn't if you'd forgive me, then you'd proposed so casually, and—"
"You forgot the mind-blowing sex in between the waking up part and the proposing part," Kiba muttered with a fake frown.
"Kiba," the kunoichi said with a glare which probably would've been more effective if she didn't have puffy eyelids and a red nose.
"I'm yours, and you're mine," the dog-nin said, "You've let me claim you, just as you've claimed my heart for so long now, and in the end, that's all that matters." He scratched his head. "Shit, I must sound like a total sap."
'Totally, but having a sensitive side adds hot points for me,' Inner Sakura suddenly chimed in after a long epistaxis-induced coma. The poor imaginary being had fainted from an overload of Inuzuka sexiness the moment he woke up.
The pinkette shook her head. "Speaking honestly is never a bad thing," she said. She looked around and blushed at the mess she and her lover had made. "I guess we should clean up a little." She made the necessary seals and expected the bodily fluids to coalesce into a ball.
Nothing happened.
And then she remembered. "Shit," she cursed, paling significantly.
"What is it?"
"Just that non-health-related can't be cast inside the hospital."
The onyx-eyed stud frowned. "Really? Didn't Gaara try to kill Naruto a couple of floors down when we were younger? I remember them telling me he used sand."
The medical-nin nodded. "And it was because of that incident that Tsunade-shishō added wards to prevent the casting of non-medical jutsu." She looked at the big puddle of cum underneath them. "Shit."
"But when you used your chakra on your pussy earlier…" the brunet began.
"It's essentially a stimulus amplification technique, so it's still technically a medical jutsu."
"Ah."
"Shit," the green-eyed ninja reiterated, going redder by the second.
And then she felt Kiba's still-hard cock slide out, then back in.
"K-Kiba," Sakura moaned.
The dog-nin smirked. "We should celebrate you accepting my proposal."
"But the room's—"
"Already cum-splattered," the hung man finished, "and there's no way to clean it up anyway, so a few more stains won't really make a difference, right?" He nuzzled her neck and traced a path up to her earlobe with his tongue. "This'll be the first time I'll make love to you as your fiancé. Expect a level up. You almost fainted when you came two times in a row a while ago. I'd better prepare you or you won't survive the mating ritual."
Level up? "You mean you've been holding back!?" the kunoichi screeched in disbelief.
The brown-haired sex god smirked. "Babe, you've only gotten a taste of what my body can do."
"And what's this about a mating ritual? We're not gonna have sex in front of the whole clan, are we?" the medical-nin asked in a tone that was an octave higher than her usual speaking voice.
The sexy smile widened. "No. Let's not talk about that for now. Just know that I'll have to increase your tolerance to pleasure, else you wouldn't make it," he said. He laid her down, and then slid his cock deep inside her slowly, earning him a whimper of delight. "Let's focus on our betrothal celebration for now…"
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