Trey or A Tale Of Three Clans

Chapter 6

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¡§Hinata,¡¨ the name was wrung from his raw throat as he bucked his groin upwards at the dark head between his legs. The soft lips wrapped around the base of his erect cock were demanding as they pulled back with a tight, slow, wet-hot suction up his length to surround his cock head and suck. Overcome by the pleasure of it all, he drew up his knees to open his thighs wider as he dug into the mattress with his fingers.

¡§Hinata!¡¨

He couldn¡¦t keep from grunting as the lips and tongue that had just worked his manhood nibbled, licked and sucked at his balls like they were the sweetest of candy before wrapping around his hardened cock and deep throating him again. He didn¡¦t know if he was going to last, he thrust forward as the lips lovingly began again the tight slow tease from his base towards his sensitive cockhead. He nearly shouted as the lips, with a powerful suction, lingered around his cock head. The talented tongue plumbed his leaking meat to savor all of the pre-cum before cruelly releasing him into the cool air with a definite pop.

Kiba pulled his head out from between Shino¡¦s legs and licked his lips noisily as he rose from his kneeling position on the floor at the bottom of the big bed. Shino was panting and starting to sweat. Although he was being pretty quiet Kiba knew he owned him.

Kiba wrapped a rough hand around Shino¡¦s deadly cock and teased its damp huge head a little with a calloused thumb before he sprung forward and climbed on the bed, to lean over Shino and look directly into Shino¡¦s silver-grey eyes. They almost rivaled Hina-chan¡¦s in luminosity when glazed with desire. He kept his voice deep and seductive.

¡§You nobles are ridiculous. You have rules about who is uke and who is seme. You have restrictions about when you can have nanshoku and when you can not. Buggy boy I don¡¦t have any rules. I¡¦m uke and I¡¦m seme. I enjoy being both and I am not less of a man for it.¡¨

¡§Back to work bitch.¡¨ Shino mouthed the words.

Kiba raised an eyebrow before smiling wickedly showing his enlarged canine teeth. He reached down to grasp himself in his free hand and to rub his own semi-erect cock a top of Shino¡¦s petrified one eliciting another heated groan from the man underneath him. Kiba let his eyes linger in a slow caress along the ugly bruises that circled Shino¡¦s throat like a necklace. Shino watched Kiba through slitted eyes as he did so. Finally, Kiba dropped his head to snarl directly into Shino¡¦s ear.

¡§I have always been proud to be your uke. Your hii obaa-san got that right. Good thing, because I¡¦ve always known that you couldn¡¦t be anything other than a seme, and not because of some stupid shit rule. It¡¦s who you are. You are just another rigid, upright, smug, big cocked noble who is missing out on life. Dude, the only thing more pleasurable than having your man¡¦s fine cock riding in your ass is having your tongue and/or cock working in your woman¡¦s soaked pussy, and well¡K eating out her tight sweet ass. Yummm.¡¨

Shino¡¦s eyelids fluttered closed a moment before he whispered harshly. ¡§Fuck you.¡¨

Kiba ignored Shino¡¦s anger as if it didn¡¦t exist. Shino was just going to have to let it go. He leaned in and applied soft tender kisses along Shino¡¦s bruised throat in time to brushing his thumb lightly over the wide head of Shino¡¦s pulsating cock before whispering, ¡§Patience. You will.¡¨

Unable to stop the tremors roiling through him, Shino grabbed Kiba¡¦s coarse hair and pulled it down towards him. He caught Kiba¡¦s mouth in a wild, blistering, antagonistic kiss. Kiba returned the hard kiss enthusiastically but when he pulled away to breathe his lips ached. Kiba stilled both his hands. Narrowed eyes met slitted ones as wills crossed as if they were the metallic clinking of kunais crossing in battle.

Both men suddenly felt the bed dip slightly under Hinata¡¦s weight.

Kiba raised his head to look into the glowing pearlescent white on white eyes of the woman he adored. His heart lifted at the sight of her. Damn she was beautiful. Now that she was pregnant her skin had gone from incandescent to otherworldly in its glowing perfection. Also, her glossy blue black hair had grown past her waist. Her white yukata was haphazardly closed and her big, high breasts were exposed. They were heavier than normal. He knew that her pretty pink tipped nipples had grown extremely sensitive. He could make her orgasm just by giving them a good licking. At that thought, his manhood went from three quarters erect to hard as steel. He bit back his possessive growl. Despite the fact that he had made love to her at sunrise he really wanted her again, but he held himself back from touching her. Shino really needed her right now. He kept his voice low.

¡§I got your husband all ready for you baby. You¡¦re in for a hell of a ride ¡¥cos he really wants you.¡¨

Startled, Hinata blushed and dropped her eyes to look shyly into Shino¡¦s sparkling silvery gaze but she still managed to slap Kiba on his rump. Her voice was soft and playful, ¡§J-Jealous Kiba-kun?¡¨

¡§Always baby, always.¡¨ Kiba murmured looking at her hungrily. Hearing the desire in his voice Hinata looked up, leaned in and gave him a solid peck on the lips before Shino undeniably pulled her into his arms. Reluctantly, Kiba scooted back off Shino to give his teammate room to work.

Shino covered Hinata¡¦s face with insistent kisses. His muscular hands slid boldly down the curves of her body feverishly enjoying what was his. Hinata gasped. His kikaichu chittered wildly. Where was this uncontrolled, over the top intensity coming from? She pressed her small hands against Shino¡¦s hard chest to push him back.

¡§S-S-Shino? Wait, I want to heal your throat first. I c-c-can¡¦t believe your father d-did this to you.¡¨

Shino shook his head vehemently. She had already healed the bump on his head, and his broken, bleeding nose, so too his dislocated shoulder. He didn¡¦t need his aching throat healed right at this moment. He needed his aching cock sliding inside his beautiful wife right at this moment. He slid both his hands up through Hinata¡¦s long, glossy hair and forcefully tugged her face towards his. He slipped his tongue into her small, exquisitely made mouth to keep her from talking and immediately got lost in her velvety, feminine texture and taste. Dear God how he loved her.

Suddenly snapping, he flipped Hinata over on her back; ripped open her yukata, pushed up her knees, poised his meaty manhood between her legs, and with one smooth forward motion drove home until his heavy balls spanked against her dainty derriere, the same derriere that Kiba had just admitted to him that he had been tonguing. Sheathing himself in her too tight, soft, honeyed flesh was like a vibrating hot knife sliding to the hilt through butter. He swallowed all of her shocked and pleasured cries, his mouth dominating hers. He couldn¡¦t help it. He was jealous and he wanted her. She was his! His! He held himself still for a moment as Hinata¡¦s powerful vaginal muscles worked like a vise to hold his entire length within her.

The kiss broke the same time that he pulled out of her only to ram himself back in, this time running himself over that very special spot that always made her scream his name,

¡§Shino!!¡¨

It was a shriek. Back arched like an upside down u, her heels suddenly digging into his lower back, she raked her finger nails across his shoulders as he set up a punishing rhythm. He groaned. ¡§Hinata!¡¨ He needed this, his wife, his woman, his love. They were one. She was going to remember that Kiba was only her lover but he was her fucking husband, and the next tongue that rimmed her sweet puckered ass better be his.


Hinata flung her head backwards as she twisted her hips upwards to match Shino¡¦s battering thrusts. Grasping and holding Shino¡¦s wide, thick, vibrating cock deep inside of her was true pleasure. Her stoic Aburame husband and teammate wasn¡¦t making passionate love to her today¡K no today, today¡K Shino was fucking her. She keened in shameful delight. He was harder than hard and she reveled in the fact that he filled her so completely: filled her body, her mind, her soul, each of her senses: touch, taste, sight and sound as he called out her name in nearly every breath. Her nerve endings were ablaze, her body on fire with him. Blessed Buddha, he was fucking her with a blind fury that she had never known either one of them needed. She convulsed around him. The gushing-wet, slick sound of their coupling rang in her ears, so to the unyielding drumming of flesh beating against flesh. He hit that bliss point deep inside of her again, and again, and Again! She couldn¡¦t stop the tortured sounds of approval from leaving her mouth. Emotion overwhelmed her; tears ran down her face. She was coming apart at the seams. There was no her anymore, only him. His possession was complete. Shino yanked her hair and raised her head up to look at him. The shock of such treatment made her eyes open wide. She looked directly into his naked silver-grey eyes seeing who he truly was and what she was to him. Still thrusting and grunting, he ordered.

¡§Tell me.¡¨

Hinata could not deny him. She sobbed out each word.

¡§I belong to you.¡¨

¡§Say it again.¡¨

¡§I belong to you.¡¨

¡§Yeah? Louder woman.¡¨

Hinata shouted. ¡§I-I b-belong to you!¡¨

Shino¡¦s silver eyes lit up with a joy that made Hinata want to give him her soul. His baritone voice hit bass.

¡§Tell him baby, tell Kiba.¡¨

There was never any thought in her mind that she should refuse his request as he supported her head. Out of breath, she looked over Shino¡¦s shoulder at a silent Kiba who was lounging on the edge of the bed. He was absolutely gorgeous sitting there stroking his taut, thick cock in rhythm to their beat. The red clan triangles tattooed on his face emphasized his ferocious eyes glinting with... She held his loving eyes with her own. Fleetingly the thought passed through her mind that it was very strange that Kiba was watching them. Shino was the one who preferred watching more than Kiba ever did. But Kiba was quietly watching, vicariously, savoring Shino¡¦s pleasure in taking and dominating her¡K vicariously delighting in both her pleasure and loving submission in being thoroughly fucked. His big brown eyes darkened to tell her more. That underneath both these extravagant pleasures that he so completely enjoyed were feelings of jealousy; it was jealousy. Kiba wanted to possess both Shino and herself in the same manner. He was totally alpha.

Not letting up, and slick with her abundant wetness Shino stroked against her special spot again and Hinata didn¡¦t hesitate.

¡§I b-b-belong to Shino.¡¨ The words were desperate.

Kiba never looked away from her and Hinata couldn¡¦t turn her wet eyes from his.

Shino¡¦s voice was an ugly, rasping wound of a whisper in her ear, every word completely distinct to the other man on the bed.

¡§Even when he fucked your brains out this morning¡K? Even then baby?¡¨

Hinata held Kiba¡¦s eyes. There was so much emotion, so much.

¡§Yes! Oh God yes! Even then. I -I -I belong to you-u-u-u!¡¨

The word ended on one long scream. Eyes open, Hinata came so hard she saw stars. Reliving the morning¡¦s pleasure with what she was experiencing now was way too much. But Shino wasn¡¦t stopping. He wasn¡¦t.

¡§What about when he had his hot tongue in your ass? Did you belong to me? Even then? Huh?¡¨

¡§Yes! Yes!! Yes!!!¡¨

Hinata¡¦s broken muddled mind finally put two plus two together as she climaxed a third and then a fourth time. Kiba had told Shino what he¡¦d done. Shino was furious. He¡¦d lost all of his self-control. And, she was going to die in her husband¡¦s arms while gloriously orgasming.

Shino redoubled his efforts, tightening the winding spring in her body anew.

¡§Come again baby?¡¨

Kiba¡¦s feral glowing brown eyes bored into hers. Love for them both was writ large all over his handsome face. It was terrifying. What kind of person was she? She loved Kiba-kun with all of her heart yet she was truthfully telling Shino that she belonged completely to him while he was ruthlessly nailing her to the mattress. She shuddered, her nails biting deeper into Shino¡¦s back. She loved her Shino-kun too and she could not deny it, not even for Kiba. She could feel Shino¡¦s kikaichu moving excitedly under his skin in every place that his flesh touched hers. It was ghastly, hideous, taboo and yet so damn right. Her adrenaline spiked as if she were on a mission. She wanted this. She wanted to be his. She was an Aburame¡¦s woman. She wasn¡¦t aware of her babbling words though she was conscious that whatever fell from her lips was meant equally for Kiba as it was for Shino.

¡§Screw me. S-Screw me! P-P-Please.¡¨

Immediately Shino pulled her head from his shoulder and gave her a kiss so rough Hinata thought her lips had to be bleeding. She was swooning. Without warning, Shino pulled out of her and sat back on his knees, his impressively jutting manhood completely coated with her dripping essence. Her body protested his loss, her muscles still trying to grip him. As casually as if she were a rag doll Shino flipped her slippery, sweat drenched body over, pushed up her haunches, and forcefully slid his vibrating hardness back into her needy, creaming center. The wet sucking sounds her body made as her inner muscles grabbed hold of him were even louder. The noises pouring from her mouth were long past being coherent, and Shino was moaning loudly on every downbeat.

Shino reached under her chest and filled his big hands with her heavy breasts. His calloused palms roughly rubbed up against the center of her oversensitive nipples as he held onto her. The angle of his relentless thrusting kept filling, kept hitting a different delicious spot. Arching her breasts into his big hands as far as she could she kept herself pressed onto his iron hard cock reaching ecstasy with every iota of his thrumming fullness inside of her. The words she tried to shout before she passed out was; ¡§I¡¦m in love with you.¡¨

Kiba wasn¡¦t into poetry. No one had ever accused him of being an admirer of the literary arts. But what he was witnessing was pure poetry. He couldn¡¦t hold back the brutal growl in the back of his throat. They were beyond hot and he wanted both of them. His teammates: one adorably sweet and innocent and the other a mute, strong stick had come a very long way. It was surprising. Up until four months ago, even after an intimate two year relationship, Hinata and Shino had both technically been virgins. He snorted, both would still be stiff, clueless, sexless dorks if it wasn¡¦t for him. They hadn¡¦t even known how to kiss until he had taught each of them how. He ran his hand around the weeping head of his dick with abandon, and threw out his chest. He smirked. He hadn¡¦t been a virgin since he was fourteen. The cute cousin his mother had wanted him to marry, he had taken her maiden head when both of them were fourteen years old, and she had always been his favorite Inuzuka lover. Another favorite at fourteen had been his older sister¡¦s best friend, the lovely eighteen year old kunoichi, Sarotobi Kaiko. Once he had experienced the tantalizing taste and liquid feel of a full grown woman¡¦s sexual arousal in his nostrils, on his tongue, and around his cock he had never looked back. He loved women and he eagerly pleasured those that wanted him. That being said, he did occasionally enjoy the polar opposite ¡V hard male flesh. He had given up his ass at sixteen, to an experienced ANBU shinobi, a man who had led him through all the joys of being an uninhibited uke. Later, after his older lover¡¦s death in battle, he had checked out the pleasures of being seme with a few different shinobi. He was proud of his well deserved reputation of being a serious cock¡¦s man with both sexes.

It wasn¡¦t a negative. He was an Inuzuka. Inuzukas¡¦ were known for both their untamed sexuality, and their ferocious, animalistic fighting skills, but once they gave their hearts, watch out. Once truly mated, they all mated for life. Hinata had owned his heart since he was ten years old. He had looked on the isolated, untouchable Hyuuga princess, seen her shyness, her good heart and her beauty and had been lost. He hadn¡¦t realized back then that to her high noble family he could never be good enough. When he had finally been placed on the same team as her at age twelve, his joy had been boundless. For years after that, as they grew into adults, rising together from genin to chunin, they were the closest of friends although his love had remained unspoken and unrequited. In his lowest moments, the bright and bitter tears that he had shed over that fact could fill a river. The day Hinata had barged into his apartment crying over knuckle-headed Naruto had made all the difference.

But that was his past and this was his now. They were together. He no longer had to hold back the full measure of his physical love for her. Now that she was with child, he was completely free to make love to her, worship her, the way he had yearned to for far to long. She had welcomed him with open loving arms. His Hina-chan was no longer a stranger to the panoply of carnal delights that could be experienced between a man and a woman, and he rejoiced in teaching her all that he knew. If he had thought that he couldn¡¦t give her up before, well there was nothing on this earth that he wouldn¡¦t do to keep her now. As far as he was concerned, the four private days that Shino had granted them alone, while on his mission, had been their honeymoon. They had spent it entirely in bed. He would never touch another woman again while his Hina-chan lived. She had marked him with her Hyuuga perfection. He was totally hers.

The bug freak, to his immense chagrin, had snuck up on him, in a very slow and gradual way. Somewhere along the line, once he had allowed his best friend to start tapping his ass, he became totally unwilling to let anyone else fuck him. He had been uke exclusively to Shino for two years and four months. And he imagined that he¡¦d be so until the day one of them died. He licked his lips, mesmerized by the sight and sound of Shino¡¦s hairy balls slapping hard against Hina-chan¡¦s tasty ass. He was ready to bend over and spread his own cheeks for Shino¡¦s punishing cock right now. As his Hina-chan was truly experiencing, Shino could seriously, ser-ious-ly fuck. He glanced down at his own hard hunk of meat. But, so damn well could he. Sometimes he had to be seme. Shino was never going to be uke, being that he was basically a very straight guy, as well as given his clan¡¦s rules. If this trey thing, as it had been explained to him was going to work, Shino would have to understand that he would continue to occasionally step outside their threesome to satisfy his own need to be seme. He was an Alpha. No one in this room was going to forget that. He frowned; Shino would have to be made to understand that although he remained his very willing uke, Shino belonged to him. Belonging to him and being his uke were two different things.

He sniffed the air letting the delicious, intoxicating smells bounce off the back of his throat. They both loved it that he was watching them, listening to them and smelling them. Their mixed scents, sexualities and pheromones had him climbing the walls. He wanted to be with them. Fighting against his savage instincts and needs was not his forte. But, he held himself back. Shino needed this first time experience of unashamedly banging the remarkable woman that they loved. After what his father had done to him, he desperately needed to re-prove to himself that he was a husband to his wife and that he was seme in their relationship. Kiba intended on letting his uptight boyfriend have that. Anything less would be like cutting Shino¡¦s balls off. But, Kiba also intended on getting everything that he wished. He¡¦d have to wait. That meant putting a hold on his oversized libido at least for the moment. This was going to be difficult. He wasn¡¦t a guy known for adhering to strategies or hewing to self-restraint. But he¡¦d done it before for each of them and he¡¦d gladly do so again. He closed his eyes unable to take the utterly erotic sight and sound of his Hina-chan looking at him with her love filled, pure, Hyuuga eyes; tears of surrender streaming down her face, happily begging her husband, and his lover to fuck her senseless. The shy kunoichi who once had sat in his lap after their first intimate encounter with her eyes closed, her hands tightly covering her face, was gone. His cockhead jumped of its own accord; and he bared his teeth. He quickly got up off the bed and stepped back ¡¥cos there was a serious part of him that was willing to toss Shino off of her so that he could bang her into next year himself. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. But when he opened his eyes again he nearly lost it.

Hinata, his Hyuuga princess, was submissively on her knees, her perfect peach shaped white ass in the air, moaning like a bitch in heat. His normally dead silent Shino was taking her from behind, groaning like an out of control man whore. He put his fist in his mouth and bit down to keep himself still. It was unbelievably beautiful. He didn¡¦t know what he wanted to do more: to kill Shino and to jump Hinata, or to be on his own knees before Shino while still jumping Hinata. This jealousy of both of them was a real bitch. He kept telling himself that in the end they were both his and that he would kill anyone who tried to take either of his teammates from him. He was a full grown jounin leaf shinobi. Fuck! He could wait!

Shino knew when Hinata passed out. It seemed to put a brake on his fury. Covered in a bucket of sweat, panting and fully aroused, Shino stayed sheathed in his wife¡¦s motionless body. He wanted to curse her lack of staying power but instead he massaged the soft flesh filling both of his hands and rained down tiny, tender kisses against the back of her neck. He had felt and heard everything that she had said to him. He groaned. He wanted more of her. He didn¡¦t want to pull out. He was still on edge not having had his release. He felt like he could still fuck her well into the afternoon and all though the night. Shaking in profound need, he released a pillow soft breast to run his hand over the exciting curve of her soft, cheeky buttock before letting his hand rest under the slight bulge of her lower abdomen. Masculine pride welled up in him. She was bearing his child. He kept his body pressed into hers. Pregnant or not, now that he and Kiba were both having no holds barred, full throttled intercourse with her, she was going to have to build up her stamina and staying power. There were going to be times when both of them were going to have to have her repeatedly on the same day, either alone or together. She had to be ready. Besides it would be good endurance training in preparation for the jounin exam. He kissed and nuzzled the back of her neck again, then with a supreme act of will pulled out of his wife¡¦s body

Uke.

Before Shino could form the thought into a word, Kiba was standing next to him, pulling him back into arms bulging with muscle. Unerringly, Kiba grasped his aching, dripping cock at its base with a broad, practiced hand. Kiba¡¦s own manhood burned like a bar of heavy iron against his side. Unable to stop trembling Shino couldn¡¦t suppress his outright groan of joy at the hard touch. It embarrassed him. He tilted his head to look up at the ceiling

But Kiba leaned in, his lips once again nibbling, kissing Shino¡¦s battered throat. He murmured.

¡§I¡¦m here man. She¡¦s really got you going. That¡¦s what Hyuugas¡¦ do. Rile you up until you are out of your mind with their sweet scented hotness while at the same time they force you to keep your distance from them. Now you get it. Or didn¡¦t you know that Hyuugas have always driven Inuzukas stark raving mad?¡¨

Shino turned his head to look down at his lover. Despite accepting Kiba¡¦s kisses a hint of anger remained in the depths of his eyes as he stared at his teammate. He still wanted to punch Kiba in the nose. His broken voice nearly gone he whispered heatedly.

¡§I¡¦m in love with her just as much as you are.¡¨

Kiba chuckled before kissing the edge of Shino¡¦s collar bone. He raised his head to look seductively into Shino¡¦s grey eyes.

¡§Bug freak I am not going to apologize to you for tonguing her fine Hyuuga ass out while you were taking a whipping for me. My baby, the kunoichi who totally owns me, is finally ready for ass play. She needed and wanted her ass licked. I am not going to let some half-baked promise to let you go first get in the way of taking care of my woman¡¦s needs. I am her mate, and a very good one, just like I am your uke. And as your very good uke, I am ready, willing and able to lick out your ass too. God knows you need it¡Kright sweetheart?¡¨

Shino¡¦s eyes opened wide in amazement at the shocking endearment, even as his body stiffened in protest at Kiba¡¦s invitation. Shrewdly, Kiba drew his hand down the sopping wet length of Shino¡¦s throbbing erection to thumb under the rim of his pulsing cockhead. Shino¡¦s knees nearly buckled and to his surprise he cried out in open pleasure. Kiba¡¦s warm breath teased at his ear.

¡§Oh yeah! Our Hina-chan¡¦s cracked you open like a nut and I¡¦m going to peel you out of that shell baby. Every stone straight seme needs the experience of his uke on his knees reaming him out with his tongue. Don¡¦t think I don¡¦t know what it took for you to fight for me with Shibi-sama. Don¡¦t think I¡¦m not grateful for what you did to keep Hina-chan with us. Don¡¦t you dare think that I don¡¦t love you as much as you love me, because I do.¡¨

Shino opened his mouth to protest but no sound came out. Kiba took the opportunity presented to him and coaxed his own tongue into his teammate¡¦s strong mouth. He could taste Hinata on top of Shino. He could smell her; feel her, like a fine haze of expensive, feminine perfume clinging to everything Shino. It made him crazy inside that Shino had enjoyed her so, that he loved her so. It was something that they very much had in common. He tightened his grip both on Shino¡¦s vibrating cock and brawny shoulder as he deepened and dominated the kiss. Shino¡¦s kikaichu were recklessly fluttering under his skin with over excitement. He loved that too.

When he released Shino¡¦s lips Kiba was breathless. He growled, ¡§Bend over man. Let me really taste you.¡¨




Hinata¡¦s kept her eyes closed, and bit her tongue to keep sound from escaping her lips. Either Shino-kun was going to break for Kiba-kun right then and there or he was going to fight him. Kiba and Shino fighting wasn¡¦t pretty. They would really damage each other. A secret that most shinobi did not know was that even without kikaichu, Shino was actually physically stronger than Kiba. People didn¡¦t think so because Kiba didn¡¦t fight like a human being. He fought like a wild, vicious beast and doubly so when Akamaru was at his side. But paired off without kikaichu and Akamaru, Shino and Kiba were well matched fighters. However if one of them was angry, well¡K She didn¡¦t want them to come to blows. From there things could only devolve into them fighting over her and that was fruitless because she now belonged to both of them. Yet, she knew that for Shino penetration of any type was an issue. She didn¡¦t pretend to understand all the dynamics and layers of meaning that surrounded nanshoku except for the fact that male on male sexual pleasure was a source of great satisfaction for both of them. Kiba had always been Shino¡¦s uke with no shame or self-doubt whatsoever. The relationship had been kept secret only because she was a big part of the equation. It was really her fault that Shibi-sama had not learned of it in a more palatable way. She felt real anguish about that.

A tiny minority of male ninja was homosexual, and a slightly greater group was bisexual. For straight shinobi such a relationship might be acceptable if, and only if they were seme. She had once eavesdropped on Neji-nissan and Lee in the baths as they derisively made jibes about male ninja known to be entirely uke. That wasn¡¦t pretty either. She admitted that she didn¡¦t get it but she didn¡¦t want to be a negative factor in Shino¡¦s decision. She loved him to much to deny him what he needed. He needed to be broken, in the same way that she had broken Kiba-kun, in the same way that Shino had broken her now twice.

The confrontation with his father was far more traumatic than Shino was letting on. It was weighing on him. Shino hero worshipped Shibi-sama. The two were very close. Shibi¡¦s actions had to have been a cut in Shino¡¦s soul marking him as something less than Aburame. And she knew that Shino believed himself to be Aburame through and through. She understood his hidden pain. For nearly all of her life her own clan had considered her something less than Hyuuga. After having stood up to his father to claim Kiba-kun, Shino-kun was never going to have any peace in that decision if he wasn¡¦t broken. But he was so strong. There was a real reason that he was their team leader. She had hoped to break him herself, but she wasn¡¦t physically or mentally strong enough. She had passed out overcome by the pleasure. She shuddered still feeling him majestically riding inside of her. She bit her lip so as not to faint again.

It was true. In his head and his heart Shino was seme. But if she understood things correctly, in nanshoku the ultimate show of love from a uke was the special servicing that Kiba was offering. However, most semes simply would not accept such love because it was also a penetration, albeit a gentle one. She believed Shino-kun needed it to heal the hurt inflicted by Shibi-sama. He needed his physical love for Kiba-kun not to be one-sided or it would break them apart. And Kiba-kun needed it because he had just openly declared his love for Shino. Although Shino was the team leader, Kiba was an alpha dog-nin. He was the sexual dominant. A dominant needed his non-dominant to give in to his will. Kiba wanted, needed to show his love for Shino by being the very best uke that he could be. Despite being an alpha, Kiba was also emotionally sensitive and a giver. He felt deeply. She couldn¡¦t bear for love as pure as his to be rejected by someone who needed it so. Three hours ago, she had had a melt down under Kiba-kun¡¦s powerful, wet tongue twisting in her own derriere. She had lain in the bed over an hour afterwards, sobbing, trying to get her wits back together. If she had ever thought that she could live her life without Kiba-kun, well that thought no longer existed in her reality. Kiba-kun had to break him. Lungs nearly bursting from holding her breath, she exhaled, inhaled deeply, and then spoke out. Her eyes, overly wet with orgasmic tears, were tightly closed.

¡§Please Shino-kun, please, please let Kiba-kun do for you what I can¡¦t.¡¨ She didn¡¦t stutter once.

The bed dipped down heavily. Hinata opened her eyes to see Shino hovering over her on all fours. He was staring into her face. His grey eyes had an intense back glow that made his face look manlier and more erotic than she had ever seen it. He stretched his muscled arms around her head and over her shoulders before lacing his fingers together through her damp hair splayed out on the bed above her. His erection still slick with her sticky juices, was a leaking, quivering, pole poking against her stomach. She could smell Kiba on his warm breath as it hit her face. Sensually he slid himself down her body and buried his face in the middle of her breasts. Arching his back, he raised his backside in the air trembling like a shorn lamb in a cold wind.

Her arms cradled his shaking shoulders and she raised one knee to rub against the side of his wet cock. She moved her eyes up towards an awestruck Kiba and twitched her nose to sternly motion to the nightstand. As a medical ninja in training, she insisted on proper cleansing procedures. There were antiseptic wipes in the drawer and ultra soft cotton cloths to pat-dry delicate tissue with.

Shino whimpered and tensed as Kiba parted the place where the sun never shines to gently cleanse the inside of his ass. He had never been touched there before. His Hinata soothed him by rubbing and teasing his cock with her knee. Hard as a pike it jerked uncontrollably. He needed to cum so badly. Nose nuzzling into her voluminous breasts, his pillows, he inhaled deeply loving the comfort of her soft, delicious flesh and the smell of himself all over her.

Using her fingertips Hinata played with, and worried the numerous kikaichu holes that dotted Shino¡¦s scar-less neck, shoulders and upper back. She knew it made him happy that she did not ever turn away from, but instead cherished what was considered a disgusting feature of his body. She could feel his kikaichu rippling under his skin as surely as she felt the erratic pounding of his heart. She smiled at the way Shino¡¦s fingers tightened in her hair and the hard press of his lips underneath one breast. Kiba had once said that they had really become team eight the night she had run into his apartment seeking solace from Naruto. But she thought this was the beginning, the true beginning for them. How could she not forever treasure the wild, vulnerable look of love on Kiba¡¦s face and the hungry need in Shino¡¦s tensing arms as he listened to her beating heart? They had come full circle. They were a trey.

Throwing aside the wipes and soft cloth that he had just used Kiba fell on his knees. He blew warm air slowly between the slim, quavering cheeks that he held spread open. This was the power that he had craved, the power to please, the power to ultimately pleasure his tough, cold seme. What he was scenting was all man. It was pure, white-hot Shino. His lean, chiseled cheeks were not as aesthetically pleasing as Hinata¡¦s plump smooth, curvy ones but damn, he was just as exciting. He placed a light kiss on the center of each cheek before blowing warm air once again up and down Shino¡¦s open crack. It was funny. He was the dog-nin but Shino was hairier than he was. Then getting down to business he curled his tongue out and dragged it up from Shino¡¦s perineum all the way through the inner crack of Shino¡¦s ass to the very beginning of his butt split.

Shino¡¦s reaction was immediate, a guttural cry of wrenching joy. Kiba held his cheeks open further and stabbed his tongue and nose in deep to touch, tickle and explore the sensitive pucker in the center. The tight pucker of flesh clenched as Shino pushed back on his tongue. Kiba¡¦s senses sung as he adjusted to the pungent bitter-sweet taste. This man was his: the man who always fucked him the way he needed it, fucked him when he needed it, fought his own father for him, was his best friend, was his team leader, was his woman¡¦s husband, and... And suddenly Kiba entirely lost his mind. Pushing up the open cheeks in his hands, he freely licked and slurped and sucked every square centimeter of ripe, steamy, man-meat in earnest. Not one kikaichu hole was to be found anywhere in the moist tender flesh. It was good to be uke and so good to be utterly in love.

Hinata gasped as Shino¡¦s powerful arms suddenly clamped around her diaphragm. In-human, animal sounds poured into her breasts. He was clinging to her, the only lifeline he had to withstand the sensual firestorm. Desperate to breathe she placed her hands on his wide shoulders and pushed as hard as she could, prodding him to move inch by inch down her body and further in to Kiba¡¦s magical tongue. Finally she caught a quick breath as Shino keened into her naval. He was shivering almost as if in shock. Hinata shivered too. She sat up to look at him. Shino promptly shut his mouth, chest heaving from the effort to stifle his cries. Tears soaked into her skin, leaking from eyes painfully squinched closed. Hinata realized that Shino¡¦s fingers were digging real holes in the mattress around her. Still, he wasn¡¦t broken yet. Running her fingers through his thick stiff hair she massaged his scalp and whispered.

¡§Let go. D-Don¡¦t hide. I want to s-s-see you. L-Let me hear y-you call his name.¡¨

When he didn¡¦t respond she leaned down and whispered.

¡§I need to know¡K Kiba needs t-to know. Is he p-p-pleasing you? P-P-Please Shino-k-koi.¡¨

Shino felt a dam bursting in his heart. Shino-koi? She had never called him that before. Did she really love him like that? Was he really, really Kiba¡¦s sweetheart? Jolted, he opened his eyes tears of searing pleasure spilling down his face. Her magnificent white on white, pupil-less Hyuuga eyes held his. Love, brilliant and triumphant blared out of them, and it was all for him. ¡KHe was free!

Overwhelmed with gratitude, his mouth opened to tell her hell yes they were pleasing him but only grunts, groans, moans and whimpers filled the air. He couldn¡¦t take it; he was loosing his mind. He hadn¡¦t known that this part of his body had been neglected. He hadn¡¦t understood the full happiness that a loving uke could bring, or the sheer exhilaration, like rocketing upwards on a lightening bolt to kiss the heavens, in having a loving wife who adored him for allowing his uke to service him. Holding the eyes of the only woman he would ever love he brayed out his pleasure. And she beamed at him, basking, no, wallowing in his free and uninhibited vocalization, her fingers deftly caressing the kikaichu under his scalp. They were all keening in pleasure too.

She let a small hand drop to the side of his face and stroked his cheek with the back of it. Like a lost animal, needing its loving mistress he leaned into her touch. Under the absurd, incomprehensible noises pouring out of his throat and under his skin he could hear her softly soothing him.

¡§S-So beautiful my S-Shino-koi. You are b-beautiful l-like this. I-I can¡¦t b-bear it!¡¨

He couldn¡¦t either. Moaning, he slid his face further down to nestle his nose in his wife¡¦s sweat drenched pubic curls that smelled entirely of him. Feeling like he was burning up from the inside out, electric pleasure washed over him in pulsating waves driving him onward to that now, not so distant shore. He tore his fingers out of the damaged mattress; reached back and slapped both his hands over his cheeks to spread them open even wider for Kiba¡¦s rampaging tongue. Without shame or hesitation he cried out his lover¡¦s name, and pled for more.

¡§KIBA! Do me! ¡¨

Kiba pulled his hands out from under Shino¡¦s but kept his entire face buried between his seme¡¦s double moons and began humming as he seriously tongue fucked him. He let one hand snake around to grab the base of Shino¡¦s wet, heavy cock, it was pointing straight out; and let his other hand cuddle Shino¡¦s heavy, hairy nuts. Shit! He had never had a man as hot and as delicious as this one. Not even his first male lover. Never in his wildest dreams, and after more than two years in an intimate relationship, had he expected his best friend to allow him to be a perfect uke to him. His heart was jumping out of his chest from happiness. He needed to tug at his own needy cock but instead he began jerking off Shino¡¦s. It was thick, long and wide, just the way Kiba liked it and still slick with Hina-chan¡¦s sweet feminine juices. The feel of her copious essence rubbing between his fingers and on Shino¡¦s tool made him wild with jealousy and mad with undying love. He was so rigid that his groin was one big pain but he damn well would take care of his seme before he sought any relief.

Fingers still stroking through Shino¡¦s hair, Hinata closed her eyes in gratification, trying her very best not to orgasm at hearing her husband¡¦s ragged pleasure. Shino shook like a lone leaf clinging to a tree in a strong wind. He had lost his voice entirely and so could only brace his sobs against her pubic mound. Head wedged tightly between her legs, his thick, rich, cum splattered against her ankle. She sighed, regretting only that his wonderful cock had not filled her mouth as he climaxed. She loved swallowing his cum and he loved her doing it. But it didn¡¦t matter. He was broken, well and truly broken. He was theirs and they were his. She loved being his wife. It was wonderful.

Kiba pumped Shino a little longer making sure to wring every thick drop of seed out of him. He stopped only when Shino heavily collapsed forward onto Hinata, chest twitching and heaving as if he had run nonstop from Suna to Konoha, at top speed, for the three days it took to make the journey.

Satisfied, with one long, final, loving lick, Kiba pulled himself out of Shino¡¦s butt cheeks. He rose gracefully from his kneeling position at the foot of the bed and on the floor. He took a step backwards to watch his teammates. Glossy blue-black hair falling around her shoulders and over her big delectable breasts like party streamers, Hinata was cooing her praises at Shino. Her small hands caressing his neck and muscled shoulders, while her shapely legs wrapped around his back to hug him to her. Shino¡¦s ear rested just below her navel as if he were listening to their unborn child. His eyelids were half open with pleasured exhaustion; his toned arms lay limp around her. They made a pretty nude picture that he had to admire. His beloved Hina-chan was the perfect little wife for his strong seme. And, Shino took being her husband far more seriously than Kiba had ever expected him to. It had only been three months since he had learned that they were married yet Shino had tenaciously forced him to acknowledge their bond of marriage even as he refused to stand in the way of him claiming Hinata¡¦s heart and body, both so freely given.

He rubbed his chest. His heart flexed with a strange pain. Hinata had been his love first even though he could never be considered ¡§good¡¨ enough for her. And yet, at the same time his heart was also swelling with immeasurable pride, because his shy Hyuuga baby and his best friend-boyfriend were so fucking beautiful together. They were truly in love with one another.

He couldn¡¦t bear the image he was witnessing so he closed his eyes, stroked his upraised cock and shivered. He licked his lips savoring Shino¡¦s taste. However anyone chose to label his status in their relationship, he had no doubts whatsoever that both his aristocratic teammates loved him unconditionally. That was far more than a loud, dirty, crude, over-sexed, bi-sexually brazen, common dog-nin deserved. If life was a lottery, then he had won the one in a million chance of a lifetime and he¡¦d do anything to make his beloved and his sweetheart happy. He was keeping them. Never had he been so proud of being a member of team eight.

¡§Kiba-kun ?¡¨

He opened his eyes. His first love had called out to him in such a tender voice that he wanted to cry. Sporting the father of all erections, he strolled around to her side of the bed, continuously handling himself with one hand even as he reached out to capture her long hair with the other. He looked down at Hinata with obvious hunger but addressed his words to Shino.

¡§I trust I¡¦ll hear no more complaints the next time I slip my tongue into my woman¡¦s sweet ass?¡¨

Hinata flushed, feeling the warmth spread from her face, down her neck to her breasts and to every part of body. Deeply embarrassed that Kiba could still do this to her she bowed her head.

¡§Don¡¦t be m-m-mean Kiba-kun. S-Shino¡¦s voice is gone.¡¨

¡§Princess the only thing mean going on, is you not sucking my dick and me not riding Bug Freak¡¦s.¡¨

Hinata smiled brilliantly but she still didn¡¦t look up.

¡§You c-can have me, b-but only in the rocking ch-chair.¡¨

Kiba inhaled sharply. His Hina-chan was a devilish little kunoichi.

¡§¡KIn the rocking chair? You ¡Khave a surprise for me?¡¨

¡§Yes, Kiba-k-kun,¡¨ Hinata answered demurely.

Kiba¡¦s dick hardened further in his hand as what little bit of blood that was left circulating in his body rushed to it. He felt light-headed, even whoozy. His girl was going to drive him insane again.

¡§I¡¦m in love with everything you.¡¨

His words were so painfully sincere that Hinata had to look up at Kiba. The way he was looking at her took her breath away. How could she be so loved?

¡§I¡¦m in love with you too.¡¨

Kiba¡¦s heart belly-flopped. It did that every time she spoke those words and every time she looked at him like he was the only man in her world even though he wasn¡¦t. He let his eyes wander a moment down Shino¡¦s hard, relaxed body as it rested in Hinata¡¦s loving arms. He held Shino¡¦s sleepy, ultra satisfied gaze momentarily and smiled slowly at the man who held his heart before glancing back at his Hina-chan. These two were going to kill him.

¡§Even though you¡K belong completely to Shino?¡¨

Hinata¡¦s look was indignant. ¡§Especially b-b-because I b-belong to Shino. I-I can¡¦t deny you f-f-from my heart anymore than he c-can. I want you f-forever Kiba-k-kun. Please say yes to us b-b-becoming a trey.¡¨

¡§Honey¡K it won¡¦t just be the Hyuugas, much of Konoha will shun you, make you suffer for having me.¡¨

¡§I don¡¦t care. I d-d-don¡¦t need the Hyuugas. I d-don¡¦t n-n-need Konoha. I-I need you. Kiss m-me.¡¨

Kiba sighed inwardly. He knew all to well that stubborn determined look in his Hina-chan¡¦s unique eyes. And truth was he wearied of holding himself back from what he needed. Still grasping her hair and stroking himself he leaned in over her and waited for her to raise her lips to meet his.

He moaned as her gentle, sweet tongue searched out the interior of his heavily Shino flavored mouth. The taste of them together was overwhelming. He deepened the kiss and felt Hinata¡¦s fingertip stroke ¡¥round the rim of his cock-head like a feather. How did she do this to him? Her touch was so delicate, so light, and yet sensual. It tempted him to finish jerking himself off while kissing her like he use to do during the entire first year that he began loving her. His self control was hanging on by a thread; only the knowledge that the wait would be worth it held him back.

Hinata suddenly broke the kiss. Eyes closed she inhaled deeply through her nose and stuck out a very pink tongue to lick her lips. When she opened them Kiba grunted, her damp white on white eyes were tinged with lavender and shone like halogen headlights. The hunger in them was palpable. Her imperial tone brooked no dissent.

¡§Baby, get the chair.¡¨




Post-coital bliss fogging his senses, Shino reflexively wrapped his arms around a large down pillow. He much preferred his wife¡¦s soft body and feminine scent cradling his head and shoulders, but after Kiba had made him cum like an underwater volcano spewing out hot lava high enough in the air to hit the moon he could not deny his loving dog-nin anything, not even his cherished, adored wife. He was wiped out, owned: body, mind, soul and spirit. He had cum like that only two other times in his life. The first being that very special night when Hinata had run into Kiba¡¦s apartment crying and had caught him fucking Kiba senseless over the kitchen table. He trembled at the memory. It had been so good, so damn good having her there. It had electrified his emotions a thousand fold and made his cock grow painfully harder as it penetrated Kiba¡¦s oven-hot, tight ass ring. She had watched him with wild-eyed shock, embarrassment, and hidden desire. Kiba had held her captive by the wrists, pleading his undying love for her, begging her not to leave him while he had kept pounding into him. Calling her name he had cum so hard he thought he had gone blind.

Later, Kiba had sat with Hinata in his lap, kissing her and adoring her, telling her they were all okay. That had to have hurt considering how raw his ass had to have been. But Kiba hadn¡¦t cared. It had been Hinata for the both of them from the beginning. And now it was his turn, he knew that Kiba truly loved him, cherished him too. It was more than great sex. His hii obaa-chan would be very pleased to learn that he had chosen wisely. His heart was in the right hands. Tears seeped out from his tired eyelids. He hadn¡¦t cried since the night he truly had made Hinata his, since he had taken her virginity, since the first time he had truly known a woman. On that night, he had cum like a three ton freight train barreling thru a junction, knowing that he was sowing his seed for the first time into hallowed, fertile, female ground. He had cried tears of joy. He had no regrets, none, for making her completely his then, and for the full month they had together before Kiba returned from his mission. And now, he had no regrets about taking the stand he did with his father. He was entirely his own man. Love could not be taken lightly.

He opened his eyes letting his tears fall. His handsome naked uke was kneeling on the floor, elbows on the bed, head down. The Inuzuka dog-nin shuddered as the woman they loved pulled something out from between his ass-cheeks and dropped it into a basin of soapy water. Hinata stroked Kiba¡¦s rough brown hair for a moment before looking up and meeting his open, wet eyes. She smiled sweetly at him.

¡§A b-butt p-plug Shino-koi. I had h-him ready f-for you.¡¨

He returned her soft smile, thrilled beyond words. The way she loved the both of them at the same time blew his mind. So Kiba had had that thing in him all this time? As in most things he was a purist. Sex toys and aids did nothing for him, but Hinata had amassed a collection especially for Kiba and Kiba loved whatever she did to him with them. Satiated, he watched half-curious as to what she would do next to pleasure her Inuzuka, no, their Inuzuka.

¡§Don¡¦t c-cum Kiba-k-kun. Don¡¦t c-cum until I-I let y-you.¡¨

It was an order. Kiba really loved it when Hinata took charge of their coupling. Kiba raised his head and caught Hinata¡¦s hand to pull her to him, but she resisted.

¡§In the r-rocking c-chair...¡¨

Kiba grunted; his face contorted with lust and¡K Shino suddenly realized just how love-sick Kiba truly was. He was at the end of his very short leash; and Hinata was not going to be able to withstand the screwing Kiba was intending on immediately giving her. As it was she was walking awkwardly, still sore from his own harsh taking of her. Shino¡¦s eyes glowed with unrepentant joy. He licked his lips the same as Kiba did as they both admired her gorgeous big breasts and the tangled glossy black curls growing in a plump, downward v between her long, shapely legs. Neither one of them enjoyed a shaven woman. Shino wanted his nose resting back in that soft, female scented thicket, same as Kiba. But he was too exhausted to make a sound much less speak, and he no longer felt the rabid jealousy he had felt earlier. Instead he felt absolutely contented. There had been no equivocation between the three of them. She belonged to him first. Kiba was uke and he the seme. Both would carry his name. It would be a long time before he would again be jealous of Kiba when it came to his beautiful wife. Besides he really did enjoy watching the pleasure and love they found in one another. In fact it really turned him on.

Gracefully his Hinata opened the nightstand¡¦s bottom drawer and drew out¡K Kiba¡¦s guttural cry pleased both Shino and Hinata alike. She held aloft in her hand a giant dildo. The thing was as black as night with rounded bumps all over it. He¡¦d bet good money that those bumps vibrated. He¡¦d never seen anything like it and obviously never had Kiba. Hinata began lubing the thing up. Idly, Shino made a mental note to send Ino flowers and a thank you card. Since they had been in seclusion, he knew this could not be something Hinata had picked out herself. Therefore she relied on Ino to send her the newest goodies.

The thing was dripping with lube as Hinata held up her surprise again. He watched as his lovely wife and teammate slowly opened her other hand a naughty, saucy smile adorning her face. She held a small remote control, with six settings. Shino closed his wet eyes and laughed to himself softly. Kiba was so owned by his shy, kunoichi wife. She ruled him.

He listened as Kiba whimpered in unreserved pleasure while Hinata slowly inserted the damn thing. She was always careful with Kiba in a way that he, and Kiba himself, was not.

¡§Yeah baby, so good, faster. Fuck, it¡¦s big, bigger than bug freak, I can¡¦t take it!¡¨ Kiba groaned out.

¡§Nothing is b-bigger than Shino-k-koi, Kiba-k-kun,¡¨ Hinata responded almost prissily. ¡§And y-you can t-take it.¡¨

There was a small click, and Shino heard a soft whisper of a hum, then, Kiba¡¦s impassioned, rhythmic grunts. Shino opened his eyes again and stared directly at Kiba¡¦s profile. On the floor, he was sitting back on his haunches, head thrown back, his Adam¡¦s apple moving agitatedly as he repeatedly swallowed. Light caught the edge of his red cheek tattoo, highlighting it. Kiba¡¦s eyes were closed. His long, brown eye-lashes kissed his skin. Shino watched and saw a bobbing motion just below his line of sight in between Kiba¡¦s muscled thighs. His wife¡¦s head was bobbing up and down as her tiny mouth engulfed Kiba¡¦s huge cock. Both hands holding Hinata¡¦s head, Kiba rocked back and forth on his knees, the dildo working his anus and prostrate. Fascinated, Shino stared. It wasn¡¦t often he got this view of Kiba. Normally he was watching his lover¡¦s back while slamming into his raised rump.

¡§That¡¦s it, yeah, that¡¦s it. Princess! Need it. I¡¦ll never leave you. Shit! I can¡¦t leave you. Fuck you¡¦re so good! Suck me pretty baby. Suck my god-damned alpha cock!¡¨

Shino listened to the soft, throaty, slurping and sucking sounds Hinata was openly making. She was really enjoying herself. She loved sucking Kiba¡¦s cock, almost as much as Kiba loved eating her creaming pussy. The most erotic sight of his life was them 69 -ing each other. It always made him crazy. He never failed to fuck Kiba particularly well after that one.

Shino closed his eyes again, tears still leaking down his face. The powerful emotion weaving between his teammates, between his two loves, his one woman and his one man was too beautiful for him to take. They were lost in each other and that was how it should be.

Time passed. He only opened his eyes again when he heard another soft click and Kiba¡¦s shout, ¡§Baby!¡¨

Hinata had obviously turned up the juice on the toy another notch. She was watching his face through heavy lidded eyelids as she stroked his furious, straining cock with her tiny hands. Big hands balled into fists, Kiba was rocking furiously back and forth on his knees trying to handle the new level of pleasure he was getting. He was sweating profusely.

¡§Bitch!¡¨ The words tore from Kiba¡¦s lips.
¡§Y-y-your b-bitch,¡¨ Hinata rejoined softly before adding. ¡§D-d-don¡¦t cum.¡¨ It was an order.

Kiba¡¦s head fell back, eyes rolling towards the ceiling. He was obviously struggling with the immense pleasure. After a moaning gasp Kiba called out ¡§Shino!¡¨ Rolling off the bed towards his Alpha, Shino dropped down to his lover¡¦s side. He placed his hands on Kiba¡¦s thick, scarred shoulders and massaged the hard bunching muscles. Kiba¡¦s grunts were erratic as he desperately tried to collect himself.

Shino couldn¡¦t help it. He had the same little imp as Kiba, although his didn¡¦t come out to play nearly as often. He let his tongue tease, then lick the outer rim of Kiba¡¦s ear. His throat was a flame but he managed to weakly rasp.

¡§She¡¦s got you going. But I guess that¡¦s what Hyuugas do to Inuzukas isn¡¦t it?¡¨

Without any ado, Kiba turned his head and caught Shino¡¦s lips in a bruising, biting kiss. Shino let Kiba completely dominate him. He moaned happily around the broad tongue filling his mouth. It was a damn good kiss.

When Kiba broke the kiss he looked directly at Shino. His feral brown eyes, now golden amber, were ablaze with longing, love and possession. His voice was almost unrecognizable it was so low and rough with lust.

¡§I¡¦m marking her today.¡¨

It wasn¡¦t a challenge or a question. It was a statement of hard fact. A lump in his throat, Shino nodded at his male love. There was no going back. They were a trey. He placed a tender kiss on Kiba¡¦s lips as an answer, and continued to massage Kiba¡¦s neck and shoulders. He should get Kiba¡¦s wildness under control or he might physically hurt Hinata in her current condition. It was so true. Inuzukas were over sexed but he knew he would not have his Kiba any other way. Still, kunoichi or not, Kiba¡¦s lover or not, he had a heavier responsibility with Hinata. In addition to being his teammate and female lover, she was now his cherished wife and the mother of his unborn child. He was the team leader. He could not let Kiba have her until he had calmed him down. It didn¡¦t matter that Hinata was just going to rile Kiba up all over again.

Focused, he worked Kiba¡¦s tight neck, shoulder and back muscles while trying to urge Kiba not to cum with a non-existent voice. He could hold on. If he did, his Hyuuga baby was going to ride him and take him past the stars. Finally, Kiba was breathing somewhat evenly, but little tremors were shooting though his torso as he slowed his rocking back and forth.

Shino was aware that Hinata had watched the entire exchange between her lover and her husband, enthralled. Her pretty hands still gently tugging and stroking Kiba¡¦s inflamed cock head. He could tell that she was tired but was also catching a second wind. From over Kiba¡¦s shoulder, Shino gazed into her frighteningly huge, Hyuuga eyes. Her beauty was enough to strike a man dead. He mouthed; ¡§He¡¦s in love with you.¡¨ She held his eyes for a long moment before flicking hers back towards Kiba¡¦s golden ones. She opened her bow shaped lips and slowly leaned forward to let Kiba shakily slip his tongue between them. Kiba¡¦s big hands rose up to cradle her face and then to clutch her to him. It was one hell of a kiss, lusty yes, but deeply sweet, and somehow spiritual all at the same time. Shino gradually stilled his hands, watching as the kiss continued unabated. He could hear the soft whir of the dildo working under Hinata¡¦s submissive whimpers and Kiba¡¦s dominating groans. His depleted cock tried to twitch but no dice. He was too weary.

Letting go of Kiba, he rose off the floor and pulled the nearby rocking chair even closer towards his two lovers.

Tired, he crawled into the bed, noting the holes that he had made earlier in the sheets and mattress. Without a care he drew the down pillow into his arms, flopped on his stomach and gratefully closed his eyes, deeply satisfied with just listening to their tender love-making.