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Violate Me	By : t69 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 3947 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Part 1
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 3
- 4
Note: Here it is, the last part of Violate Me. Consider it a pre-Valentine's Day gift to all of you.

Sakura left the hospital at five o’clock sharp, which raised a few eyebrows from her fellow medical-nin. Sakura was usually one of the last to leave, leaving at a quarter past five at the earliest. She had wanted to go home first to freshen up a bit… and change her underwear. Sakura also decided to take a nap so that she would not look too tired or haggard. Unfortunately for her, the dread of the approaching confession claimed her attention, and this pushed her to constantly think of various scenarios on how she would do it. Much to her dismay, all of the said scenarios ended rather poorly, as each and every one ended with her having her heart broken.
She arrived at the lobby of The Katana, a local hotel, ten minutes ahead of time. She sat at one of the plush leather sofas and chose to entertain herself by scanning the various magazines neatly placed on the beautiful steel and glass table near her seat.
She came across the latest copy of N, a famous women’s magazine that mainly featured the latest fashion trends for kunoichi and non-kunoichi alike. Occasionally, it also had photo spreads of attractive male ninja. Last month, it was the senbon-wielding hottie Shiranui Genma, who graced the pages of the magazine, inducing fantasies far and wide with his confident smirk and provocative poses. She flipped through this month’s copy to see who this month’s model was and promptly felt her jaw drop upon reaching page 31.
“Eh? Naruto!?” she exclaimed, earning a few disapproving glances from the hotel staff. She bowed at them, mumbling her apologies and proceeded to stare at the spread. She had known that the blond had a muscular body like Kiba’s under that atrocious black and orange jumpsuit of his, but she never really thought much about it. Until now, that is. All the photos were positively orgasm-inducing. She felt her walls spasm at one particular shot where the handsome blond was seated, muscular legs apart, on a set of rocks with similar hue as the ones on Hokage Mountain. In it, he was clothed in nothing but a wider version of a Konoha hitai-ite laid across his crotch. The length of the cloth ran along the length of his manhood, its upper edge a bit low, allowing the reader to see the trail of blond hair from his navel to his pubes. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know that the blond was very well-endowed because the silhouette of Naruto’s cock was actually quite visible if you just looked hard enough. Flaccid, it was already around seven inches in length.
‘Oh my, his dick just might rival Kiba’s!’ Inner Sakura exclaimed in lustful glee.
His skin appeared smooth and was a bit fairer than Kiba’s. His sweat-soaked body glistened magnificently under the intense sunlight. His magnificent pecs, abs and arms looked absolutely tantalizing. His handsome face was serious, devoid of that silly grin he almost always had on. His hair was spiked in its usual, unruly way and his crystal-blue eyes stared intensely at the camera with a “Would you like me to give you the best fuck of your life?” look.
‘Damn! It makes you wish you said yes to him when he asked you to be his girl all those years ago, eh?’ Inner Sakura said, feeling faint from a massive nosebleed that had erupted because of the sexy hokage-to-be.
‘Nope, I don’t think so. I agree that he’s positively god-like in more ways than one, but I think it would’ve been weird being friends and teammates for such a long time. He’s sweet and all, but I just can’t picture the two of us being more than just friends. Besides, he’s got Hinata now, and I can see that the two of them are deliriously happy. I can only imagine how satisfied the girl is with Naruto’s endowment and his nearly infinite stamina. Even if you brainwashed me now into pursuing him now, I think you wouldn’t want to risk facing a pissed off Hyūga heiress who could slice and dice you into a thousand pieces in the blink of an eye, right?' Inner Sakura had to nod at that.
Sakura continued to appreciate her handsome stud of a teammate’s photo spread for a while, flipping through more drool-worthy pages until she reached the last page of the spread, page 41, which apparently featured a teaser picture of the next ninja to be featured in the magazine. She felt the magazine fall from her hands in incredulity.
In page 41 was a ninja in a pose similar to Naruto’s. It also appeared to have been shot with the sun high up in the sky. However, instead of rocks on the background, it was sand. The hitai-ite was not of Konoha, but of Suna. The article was similarly positioned, allowing the reader to view the fiery trail of hair leading to the man’s pubes. He was a bit leaner compared to Naruto or Kiba. He was also sweat-soaked, and his musculature was also very well-defined. His skin was rather pale, closer to Shino’s in color, actually. His hair was a bit longer than it used to be all those years ago but it was still as fiery ever and was spiked all over. His aquamarine-colored eyes stared intensely at the camera; the black markings around his eyes had long since faded when his bijū was extracted from him…
‘How the hell did they get Sabaku no Gaara to pose for them!?’ Sakura mentally screamed in disbelief. ‘Did they threaten to bomb his beloved Suna or something?’ she added, recalling the Deidara incident six years ago.
‘More importantly, when did he become so hot!?’ Inner Sakura exclaimed now very close to fainting from the persistent nosebleed. ‘You’d better get a copy of this issue as well as the next one, girl…’ she said before succumbing to blood loss and becoming temporarily incapacitated.
Sakura mentally assessed her finances and ascertained that she had more than enough to spare for the purchase. She mentally added the task to her “to do ASAP” list. Perhaps she could grab one after her dinner with Kiba… “Oh!” she burst out in remembrance. She must have spent much time fantasizing about the photo spreads. She glanced at her watch.
“Huh? It’s a quarter past seven already?” Worry began to gnaw at Sakura’s insides. Kiba was known to be rather brash and irresponsible at times, but one thing was certain: the dog-nin was never late.
Scenarios began to play in Sakura’s mind. ‘Oh no! What if I didn’t heal the femoral artery well enough and it caused some bleeding? Well, Kiba would’ve seen the hematoma and would have gone back to the hospital, right?’ she tried to assure herself, ‘But he could’ve acted all macho and dismissed it as nothing, too! Argh! Maybe I should check on him. I know where he lives, anyway.’ The medical-nin was now pacing back and forth in the lobby, her brows knotted in worry.
Her watch ticked to 7:16 PM. “That’s it!” she exploded, unable to keep her cool. She placed the copy of N that she had been reading, or more appropriately, drooling over, on the sofa and rushed outside The Katana. With chakra-boosted speed, she rushed towards Kiba’s apartment, jumping from roof to roof.

She arrived at Kiba’s apartment only a few minutes after leaving the hotel. She attempted to knock on the door, only to find it ajar. Looking inside and finding no trace of Akamaru, Sakura’s mind started to assess the situation. ‘Maybe he was attacked and he left this place to go to a more suitable spot to fight his opponent. No ninja in his right mind would leave his door open! However, I might have to check the place to see if he is still here but is injured,’ she thought. She took a kunai from her weapons pouch. She would have preferred a chakra scalpel, but a chakra spike may alert the enemy if s/he was still inside the apartment. She moved quickly but stealthily across the expanse of the room. Noting the dim light in what she supposed was the bedroom, she made her way there. Finding the door also ajar, she took a deep breath and prepared herself just outside the room. With blinding speed, she pushed the door open and scanned the room quickly, assessing the situation. Her eyes widened and she gasped, the kunai dropped from her hand, making a dull sound as it hit the carpeted floor.
Sitting in the middle of a large, comfortable-looking bed, displaying flexibility she would never have thought he had, was the sexy dog-nin himself, apparently unharmed… and absolutely naked and definitely aroused, as established by the thirteen-inch pillar of solid man-meat nestled erotically within the confines of the owner’s own mouth, his pre-cum and saliva staining his massive organ as well as the oval globes below, making the said “assets” glisten magnificently under the brilliance of the moon. His impossibly black eyes were focused intensely on his crotch as he continued to suck mercilessly at his member.
Sakura was frozen in place and sporting the most intense blush she had ever experienced. She looked back and forth between his handsome face and his glorious member, gulping. Kiba, apparently driven by her lack of action, stopped sucking himself, got up from the bed and walked towards her. She was shaking a little now, staring at his drooling ramrod which bobbed a little as his tall form walked closer and closer still. Her breath hitched when he came close to her, so close that she could feel not only the intense heat that radiated from his body, but also his desire for her and the intent to do something about it. Unexpectedly, he passed her and went behind her. She felt a small movement of air and a soft click.
Kiba had just locked the door.
Sakura gasped and mewled as the well-endowed ninja embraced her from behind, his arms across her flat belly, his nose buried in her hair, her back flush against his muscular chest and his hard member in pulsing insistently against her lower back. He took a deep breath and let out a deep growl, savoring her scent. His hands began to caress the planes of her abdomen, the left one traveling up to caress her left breast and the other settling between her thighs. Kiba kneaded her left breast, the nipple hardening almost instantly under his ministrations. His right hand, meanwhile, rubbed her sex through her jeans earning delicious whimpers from the pink-haired medical-nin, all the while rubbing his massive cock against her ass and back. “Do you like my way of expressing thanks, Sakura?” the dog-nin huskily whispered against her right ear, his breath causing more tingling across her already quivering body.
Sakura was becoming putty beneath his hands. Her mind couldn’t focus because of too many things happening to her body! Just before she lost it, she mustered every ounce of control and strength she had and broke free from him, spinning abruptly to face him. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw Kiba’s lust-filled form, his body ready to deliver infinite pleasure to whoever was willing to receive it.
Kiba lunged at her, embracing her and kissing her passionately in the lips, and then sliding down and licking her neck. In a few moments, Sakura found herself on her back on his bed, his massive erection poking at her as he hovered above her, caressing every surface he could touch. His lips met hers once more, their tongues entering a battle for supremacy. Once again, she gathered her control and pushed him a little, her hands on his broad and sweaty chest.
“Wait, Kiba…” she said, breathless. The brown-haired hunk stared at her, unmoving, making it known that he was listening. “I… I have something to confess before we do this…” Sakura continued. Kiba remained still, his erection that was cradled between their bodies pulsing deliciously against her sex, distracting the kunoichi. “I don’t want you to hate me and regret what will happen once you learn of this. You’re so intent in pleasuring me as a way of thanks, but I haven’t exactly been a saint, especially to you. I… I’ve violated you in more ways than one, Kiba… and I’m really sorry. When we were in the mission, I...”
“I know.”
“…and I shouldn’t have, but— What?” Sakura said, confused.
“I know that you saw me in the clearing jacking off a week ago and that you jerked me off earlier because you wanted to see me cum.” Kiba clarified, a small smirk appearing on his lips.
“H-how did you—” Sakura began, stuttering at the bluntness of his words.
“Remember that I’m a member of the best tracking team in Konoha, if not in all the countries, Sakura. I was able to track down Sasuke with my sense of smell six years ago, where even Kakashi-san’s summons failed. My skills have improved still after that. What made you think I wouldn’t sense a woman’s arousal when she was just dozens of feet away?” the dog-nin explained. “You were able to watch me masturbate and you were able to jack me off earlier because I allowed you to…”
Sakura was stunned. ‘Because he allowed it?’ she thought. She felt a sliver of anger make its way into her emotions. ‘All this time, I was racked with guilt and he knew?’ she huffed mentally. But this anger was nothing compared to the curiosity that he had aroused in her. She moaned as he began to lick her throat and caress her nipples through her blouse once more.
“K-Kiba,” she began, stammering and blushing like crazy, the dog-nin looking at her once more and ceasing all activity, “w-why… why did you allow me to do… you know…” She shuddered a bit as Kiba let out a brief, deep rumble of laughter. ‘Damn! Even his laugh is enough to melt me,’ she mentally cursed herself for being so easily affected by practically every little thing that he does.
“For someone claimed to be the brightest ninja of this generation, you’re pretty dense,” he replied. “I didn’t only allow you to, I wanted you to… I wanted you to see me jack off. I wanted you to see me cum. I wanted you to… violate me, as you have most formally put it. I wanted you to… because I wanted you.” Kiba slowly dragged his tongue across her skin, beginning from her cleavage, up her neck and ending near her left ear, which he nipped and licked playfully. “Because I love you,” he whispered in her ear.
Sakura was surprised by the tenderness in Kiba’s voice when he said that, more so than by the message itself. Her mind spun and her stomach did flips as she digested the statement, and once she was done digesting, she felt herself explode in an unprecedented surge of passion.
Kiba was startled when Sakura flipped the two of them, so that the pink-haired kunoichi was now on top of him, straddling him and rubbing herself deliciously against his arousal. “Sa—” he started, but the kunoichi silenced him with a mind-blowing kiss. Their tongues lashed at the other, fencing for supremacy. After they could take no more, they separated, gasping for air. Sakura lifted her blouse over her head while the dog-nin began to work on the zipper of her pants. In a flash, Sakura was equally nude on top of her lover, her clothes thrown carelessly aside in the heat of passion. She was truly a goddess with her luscious curves and smooth, flawless skin. Her breasts were not as huge as her sensei’s, but they were firm and perky. Kiba preferred breasts like these anyway, as he didn’t like the idea of drowning in breasts.
“No foreplay, no handjobs, no cunnilingus nor blowjobs, understood? I’ve rubbed and fingered my pussy raw for far too long now!” Sakura said forcefully, her mind swimming in arousal. “Just hardcore fucking, and I want it now! I want all of you now!”
The dog-nin needed no reiteration. He lifted her effortlessly and positioned the head of his thirteen-inch pole against the threshold of her wet and waiting hole. Sakura gasped as the large and smooth head penetrated her entrance. To her dismay, Kiba maintained this position and did not lower her further.
“What the hell, Kiba!?” she shouted, trying to impale herself further upon his cock but his hands were steady and he proved too strong for her.
“Have you… Is this your…” the handsome Inuzuka began, speaking to her in ragged breaths.
‘Oh, he’s controlling himself because he thought it’s my first time and that he might hurt me.’ She smiled slightly at his thoughtfulness. “I’m certain that my hymen has been torn given our strenuous physical activity as ninja, Kiba, so you don’t have to be too careful.”
Kiba nodded and proceeded to lower her slowly onto his diamond-hard erection, savoring the sensation of her very tight and hot walls gripping his cock. Sakura was moaning loudly as she felt herself being stretched to her limits, Kiba’s hot rod producing heavenly friction against her walls. Halfway through, she felt that she could wait no longer as Kiba was lowering her too slowly for her taste. Sakura, with her excellent chakra control, suddenly enhanced her strength and removed his supporting hands, making her fall the rest of the way hard and sheathing him fully in a split-second. Sakura shrieked in pleasure as Kiba threw his head back and moaned loudly.
“Oh kami, S-Sakura! You’re so tight! You feel incredible!” exclaimed the dog-nin, feeling he would go insane from pleasure if he moved within her, yet also felt would die if he didn’t.
“Ah! You’re so big, Kiba! So thick! Oh kami, Kiba!” the pinkette shrieked. Sakura was amazed at how amazing Kiba felt inside her. His massive member filled her to the brim and stretched her deliciously. The pressure it applied to her walls brought her pleasure unlike any self-induced sensation she had ever felt, so intense she felt she could die on the spot and she would be okay with it.
After a few moments of hearing nothing but moans and incoherent words, Sakura felt her hunky lover’s hands on hers, guiding them onto his broad chest. Breathless, he told her, “Ride me, Sakura.”
Sakura nodded, extremely turned on by his words, and slowly lifted her hips away from his, the withdrawal of his cock causing a vacuum of need within her. The friction the action brought to both of them was heavenly, drawing moans from both parties. Smirking devilishly, Sakura brought her womanhood down with a crash upon his hips, causing the man to curse loudly and Sakura to shriek in ecstasy. She repeat this action again, eliciting similar responses; and then again, and again, until a steady rhythm was reached. His hands found their way on her hips as he began to thrust upwards, meeting her thrusts with equal, if not more power. Occasionally, she would push him in to the hilt and make circles with her hips. His hands shot up to her breasts and massaged them, the nipples hardening instantly under his touch. Sakura was lost in a haze of pleasure, the sensations brought below by his massive cock in her and those above by his hands pinching her nipples and massaging her. The heat pooling in her lower abdomen began to spike; she was close.
“Oh… Kiba, I’m… I’m…”
Kiba lifted his back from the bed so that both were now seated and facing each other. He pressed her breasts hard against his muscular chest and gave her a passionate kiss, their tongues combating one another once more. This sudden change in position altered the angle at which he was thrusting, making his cock hit against a different set of pleasure points within her. He picked up the pace, making short, hard, burst-like thrusts that sent Sakura moaning into his mouth. He placed his hand where their organs of pleasure met and gave her clit a pinch. That was the last straw for Sakura.
“Kiba! Ah!” Sakura screamed as she felt her insides convulse in a set of intense contractions. She could have sworn she saw heaven. This was, without a doubt, the best orgasm she had ever felt in her life. It felt very different as her canal convulsed and squeezed around Kiba’s thirteen-inch intrusion. It was a very welcome change, she thought, as she felt her climax recede. The tingling did not leave completely, though, as Kiba continued his thrusting.
The dog-nin groaned deeply as the pink-haired kunoichi’s walls squeezed his member, attempting to milk him of his seed. Her juices flowed from within her, coating his pounding unit and dripping onto his balls and from there, onto the sheets below. ‘Sorry babe,’ he thought, ‘but I ain’t gonna give that to you so quickly now that I’ve finally got you with me.’
Kiba laid her on the bed, still thrusting into her, albeit in a different pattern from before. The strokes became longer and slower. With every stroke, he pulled out until only the head of his cock remained inside her, and entered with the same speed. Sakura, whose orgasm left her more sensitive, mewled in pleasure, grabbing onto the muscular planes of his back and crossing her ankles at his lower back. She laid back and simply accepted the impressive amount of pleasure that Kiba offered to her through his god-like body. Never once losing his rhythm, the dog-nin proceeded to suckle at her breasts like a starved infant, occasionally making popping noises and flicking the nipples with his tongue. When he felt like one breast had had enough treatment, he switched to the other, leaving the pink-haired medical-nin breathless and quivering. After some time, Sakura felt that all-too-familiar sensation of an approaching orgasm.
“More, Kiba! Please!” Sakura pleaded.
“What was that, Sakura? More?” Kiba said, punctuating the last word with a sharp, powerful thrust that made Sakura shriek before resuming the slow tempo that left the kunoichi whimpering with need.
“Fuck me harder, damn it! Harder!” she screamed, the heat pooling in her lower abdomen building to unbearable heights but lacking the trigger to explode.
She promptly gasped as her brown-haired speeded up and became more vicious with his thrusts. Her sweat-soaked breasts glided and rubbed against the muscles of Kiba’s hard chest. The Inuzuka, once again, changed the angle of his entry so that his pubis would rub against her clit with every long, fast thrust. Sakura was now screaming her throat raw as the dog-nin brought her infinite pleasure with his body. He sucked hard at her neck, causing a red mark to form. Apparently unsatisfied with the mark, the sexy dog-nin proceeded to mark her in a different way. Adding more to the sensory assault, Sakura felt a sharp pain at the junction of her neck and her clavicle. Kiba had bitten her hard enough to draw some blood.
Sakura screamed loud as her vision exploded in an array of psychedelic colors. She subconsciously drew blood from Kiba as she scratched his back in pure, unadulterated ecstasy as her walls clenched and unclenched once more around Kiba’s thick ramrod. More juices flowed from her love canal, adding to the present mess in the sheets. Kiba refused to slow down as he continued pumping into her, his pole of meat still infinitely hard.
Sakura continued to whimper and moan as Kiba went on sliding in and out of her weeping hole. She continued to feel small contractions as if her orgasm did not cease completely. ‘Oh kami, I think I’m going to go crazy with pleasure!’ she mentally exclaimed, not really knowing if she could take more of Kiba’s gratifying assault.
As if trying to test if she would, the dog-nin changed positions yet again. Still thrusting into her, the handsome shinobi turned Sakura to her side while maintaining his position on top of her. He lifted one of her legs and allowed it to hook over one of his thighs, making Sakura assume a half-split of sorts while on her side. This position, along with the slight upwards curve of Kiba’s dick, caused Sakura to experience a whole new sensation as Kiba’s cock hit her insides in a deliciously different way. It was not long before Sakura was once again screaming under Kiba’s exceptional pounding.
After a few minutes of thrusting into the medical-nin in the wild position, the dog-nin thrust his thirteen-inch cock all the way to the hilt, earning a shaky breath from his lover. With his cock fully sheathed within her, he proceeded to flip Sakura yet again, the delicious sensations of a massive pole of curved, hard meat twisting inside her canal eliciting gasps from the kunoichi. The Inuzuka leaned closer, pressing his hard, muscular body against her firm, curvaceous one. “On your knees, Sakura. Have you forgotten that I’m a dog-nin? Let’s try to do this… doggy-style,” Kiba whispered into her ear playfully, blowing into it afterwards. Sakura complied and mustered the strength to stabilize her jelly-like legs and arms. As soon as she was able to support her body with her arms and legs, she felt Kiba’s large hands make their way onto the sides of her hips to hold her firmly. With no warning, he withdrew his hard tool swiftly, only to return a split-second later with equal fervor.
“Ah!” Sakura’s sharp gasp mixed with the loud slap of Kiba’s hips meeting her ass. Her arms collapsed and her face met the pillows with a thud. Her knees would have collapsed as well had Kiba’s support not been present. She felt minute spasms deep within her after that particularly delicious thrust and she knew then that the next one would push her over the edge. Sure enough, when Kiba withdrew from her and thrust back in, the new position created by her upper body lying flat on the bed and the dog-nin’s balls slapping over her clit caused the pink-haired kunoichi to scream and thrash as yet another extraordinary climax washed over her quivering form.
“Ah! Kiba! Oh kami, Kiba!” screamed the pink-haired woman, her knuckles turning white as she held tightly onto his soft, cream-colored sheets. This time, the dog-nin was immobile as her canal convulsed around his mammoth length, moaning as he savored the sensations his lover’s beautiful body delivered to his own. Her juices coated his unit once more, the excess escaping her tunnel and flowing along the inner aspects of her already-sticky thighs. As her breath evened out, Sakura silently wondered just how many orgasms Kiba was planning to make her have.
After a while, Kiba resumed thrusting into his lover with long, slow strokes. “Oh, you feel incredible,” the dog-nin passionately said as he leaned closer and kissed the space between her shoulder blades. The kisses traveled upwards, ending at the right side of her neck, which Kiba lustfully licked. “Kami, I love you, Sakura,” he whispered. His left hand left Sakura’s hip and snaked around her waist to reach its destination at the firm globe of his lover’s right breast, all the while not losing his rhythm. He kneaded the globe with his palm, playing with the areola and hard nipple with the tips of his fingers, the movements earning purrs from the kunoichi.
With his left arm supporting Sakura’s weight and massaging her right breast, Kiba’s right hand also left her hip, gliding towards the center to her swollen bud. As his thrusts began to pick up speed, the dog-nin began playing with the sensitive bit of hardened flesh in his right hand, pinching and rubbing as his lover squirmed in labored breath. Her right hand shot up from the sheets to find their way on Kiba’s brown hair. The pink-haired woman turned her face to the right so she could see a glimpse of Kiba’s handsome face as he continued to deliver insane amounts of pleasure through his hard body.
Their gazes met in this somewhat uncomfortable position and they proceeded to kiss passionately. The kiss apparently refueled the tired Sakura as she began to meet his thrusts. With the Inuzuka’s hands on her clit and right breast, his hard pecs and eight-pack abs against her back, his tongue inside her mouth and his massive thirteen-inch rod of flesh rubbing inside her, Sakura was not surprised to feel, for the fourth time this night, the familiar feeling of an approaching orgasm. Judging from her previous ones, she felt that this would be the most intense yet. She released his mouth and spoke, her statement coming out in fragments due to her well-endowed lover’s insistent thrusting, “Kiba, I’m, ah, close… Uh! So close!”
“I… Me too, Sakura. Me too… I’ll have to—” Kiba began, his thrusts becoming more frantic and rough.
“No! I want you to, ah, cum inside me!” his lover demanded.
The dog-nin was too lost in pleasure to argue. Sakura gave small cry as Kiba lifted her from the bed. In a display of strength, Kiba stood from the bed, still pumping into the medical-nin’s curvaceous body, and walked towards a large, steel-framed mirror near at the corner of the room, near the windows. Kiba knelt in front of the mirror and continued ravishing Sakura’s body. Sakura’s gaze fell on the mirror and saw their undulating, sweat-soaked bodies. “Why—”
“I know a lot more about you, ah, than you, uh, know…” her brown-haired lover said in between grunts. “I know of, oh, your little, uh, fetish! Ah! I’m so close!”
“More, Kiba! Ah! More!” Sakura said as she used her knees as leverage to forcefully impale herself upon his massive erection over and over again. Knowing he would cum soon, Kiba picked up his pace until the speed and power of his thrusts were unfathomable. The power caused Sakura to bounce off his lap, her breasts moving as she did, as he pounded into her. Sakura matched him, bringing her hips down as fast as he brought his up, producing loud smacking noises. Sakura’s left hand went on to massage the breast that yearned for attention, using her right one to stroke Kiba’s muscular thigh.
“Ah, kami! I’m cumming, babe! Watch me cum inside you, Sakura!” Kiba roared as his body began to spasm, unparalleled bliss coursing from his loins to the tip of his massive column of flesh in a series of mind-blowing throbs. Simultaneously, he pulled her down so that he was buried deeply within her. Also, he pinched her clit and kneaded her breast, the sensory overload forcing Sakura over the edge as well.
Sakura shrieked because of the overwhelming sensations of her climax but forced her eyes open to look at the mirror at the spot where their bodies were joined. Just like in the woods, the moonlight allowed her to see every little detail. Kiba’s massive pole of hard meat was buried within her quivering canal, but the position allowed the visualization of an inch or two of the underside of the organ’s hilt. She watched in lustful wonder as she saw Kiba’s bulbospongiosus begin to pulsate in a series of powerful contractions. It was intensely erotic as she saw Kiba’s muscles pump his semen out of his body, at the same time feeling the pulsations of his enormous shaft within her and the hot, thick fluid that forcefully hit her cervix and fornices. He shot about a dozen times and the sheer volume of his cum was too much for her vagina to contain; some of the thick, white fluid seeped out, flowing onto the exposed portions of shaft, his balls, and dripping and staining the bedroom floor.
Once certain they had come down from their peaks, the dog-nin rotated Sakura so that she faced him. Sakura gasped a little as he was still, unsurprisingly, hard within her, and so the twisting motion stimulated her. Kiba’s face held a smile that was different from his usual, toothy ones. This one was more serene and tender, and it made Sakura’s stomach do cartwheels. He touched her face tenderly and kissed her the side of her mouth lightly, before pulling back and looking at her once again. “You… are so beautiful in so many ways, Sakura. You’re the first one to ever make me feel this way,” the dog-nin said.
Sakura blushed at his tenderness and sincerity. She lifted a hand and caressed his red tattoos, wondering what took her so long to give the lovable dog-nin a second look. She also wondered why she didn’t figure out that he had feelings for her. As if on cue, her mind replayed some subtle details: when he took the brunt of an enemy’s jutsu for her on several occasions; when he stayed to wait for her at the hospital, even when he had more pressing things on schedule, just to walk her home; when he insisted on treating her personally for her birthday; when he gave her back a pat when she cried after Sasuke returned to Konoha, the Uchiha beaten an inch from death by Itachi; when he held her hand and told her that the said Uchiha would be fine (and told her with a smirk that he’d still be an asshole, which brought a smile on her lips)…
A single tear ran from her viridian eyes. “Why? What’s wrong?” Kiba asked, his brows furrowed in worry.
“It must have been hard for you, comforting me as I cried for Sasuke…” Sakura whispered. “I’m sorry I didn’t notice it sooner. It would have spared you the heartache.”
Kiba smiled again and kissed the tear away. “It’s no problem, babe. What’s important is that we have each other now. Well, it would be nice to hear some affirmation…” the sexy jōnin trailed, obviously fishing for some words from Sakura.
Sakura giggled a little and said, “Don’t worry. I’m very certain that I’m over Sasuke. In fact, I think I was over him a long time ago, even before he returned. Also, with what you, uh, showed me today, I don’t think I’ll be looking at anyone else.”
A confident smirk appeared on Kiba’s lips. Getting compliments for his skills in the sack always boosted his somewhat inflated ego. “I’m curious though…” Sakura said, looking adorable in her askance. “How do you, uh, cum so much and so powerfully?” she finished, blushing at her words.
Kiba scratched his head a little. “I really don’t know. Aside from a healthy diet, which I suppose all of us ninja have, I think it’s in our clan’s genes to cum so much… I suppose that gene thing applies for the size of my cock too. I was told by an elder that I had broken the record set by my grandfather for having the largest dick in the clan. His was a little less than twelve inches but was as thick as mine, if the reports were accurate. Since we have pretty big dicks, I suppose it’s just natural that the muscles down there are exceptionally strong too, so our cumshots tend to be out of this world. It’s said a normal guy could exercise those muscles, doing hundreds or even thousands of reps a day, and still not be able to reach the ejaculatory power we have.”
‘Yup, “out of this world,” all right,’ Sakura mused.
“As for stamina,” the brunet continued, “I learned that our clan members produce very small amounts, none in my case, of prolactin, you know, that thing that causes the refractory period, when we orgasm. Therefore, we Inuzuka men can stay hard even after ejaculating several times. It’s quite cool, actually. I once had sex with a kunoichi for a week straight and— Well not really straight because, as you know, we had to eat too and… Oops?” The dog-nin laughed nervously at his slip-up.
Sakura was now glaring at him, clearly not amused. Thinking quickly, he pushed his thirteen-inch cock deeper into his lover, earning a moan in response. “Don’t worry, babe. From now on, this piece of meat is yours and yours alone. Well, I can touch it from time to time, but I doubt I’ll need to with you around,” he told her with a smirk.
With his still-hard cock buried within her, Kiba lifted Sakura, who crossed her ankles at his lower back, and walked towards the bed. Once her back came into contact with the ruffled sheets, Sakura sprang into action and, in a blur of movement, Kiba found himself lying on his bed and tied to the bedposts with chakra-enhanced chains. Sakura slowly crawled on top of him. “So you fucked her for a week, eh?” She gave his hard pecs a quick kiss before twirling her tongue around a dusky nipple. She ground her heated core against the length of his throbbing shaft.
“I guess we’ll have to break that record, won’t we?”
Fin

Author's Comments: Okay, some of you may find the lemon a little lacking, but just as Sakura said, the sexual tension between her and Kiba is too much, so they proceeded without much foreplay and focused on straightforward genital sex. However, you just know that these two will eventually experiment after the story's end… Anyway, I might make a sequel if I get some time on my hands, as I found this pairing exceptionally endearing. Also, I might write about those other pairings I mentioned in the story, particularly Ino and Shino, given the interest some of my readers have shown. Well, I hoped you enjoyed reading the piece as much as I did writing it. My sincerest thanks to all who reviewed and all who read my piece. 'til next time!
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