Chapter 4:

Warning: Mature content ahead people! The first part is safe but it goes downhill from the first kiss so be forewarned!!!

Kiba tried to fight back the growl of annoyance that was building in the back of his throat as he landed in the middle of a cozy living/dining/kitchen communal space with Ino close beside him. Instead, he pulled away from her and kept his face carefully masked in boredom despite his immediate anxiety about the two of them being alone together.

"Ino, I don't have time for this. You made it clear that you wanted to be left alone so what's the point of bringing me here?"

Ino eyed him curiously through the darkness of her apartment. The moonlight shining through her living room window gave enough light for her to make out the bored look on his face. She wasn't a master of interrogation for nothing, though. She could easily tell that Kiba was trying to hide something behind that mask of indifference.

"Well?" he growled out.

Ino smiled serenely at him before slowly approaching, a calculated swivel making her hips sway. She took note that his eyes calmly stared straight into her eyes without wavering. "Kiba, I just want us to take some time to clear up this little misunderstanding," she answered him lightly. She nonchalantly allowed a graceful hand to rest against a stiff forearm as she stared at him innocently. "I suddenly realized that I'm very interested in knowing what you thought of that night."

He felt a twitch spasm through his arm at the simple contact but, thankfully, she didn't appear to notice. He, on the other hand, was noticing everything. Despite the darkness of her home, his sharp eyes could see every feature on her gorgeous face – including the slight quirk of her lips that warned him she was up to something. He also took notice of a lingering smell in the air… something very feminine and very appealing. Now that she wasn't surrounded by all of those losers and their god-awful funk, he could smell that familiar scent surrounding her and it made him want to bury his nose into her skin to take in a deeper whiff…

"So, Kiba, you claimed that Sunday night was about more than just sex. Tell me what you meant by that."

Kiba shook his head slightly to clear away the haze of his distraction. Did she seriously think she was going to get this information from him? "I don't know, Ino," he muttered disinterestedly, "why don't you tell me?"

Ino frowned at his suggestion. "Be reasonable, dog-breath, how could I possibly understand what goes on in that thick skull of yours!"

Kiba smirked, feeling back on familiar and firmer ground. "Is that an admission that you don't know everything, Ino? Wow, and here I thought this day would never come."

Ino's face scrunched up at his self-satisfied expression and it was all she could do not to start lobbing insults at him. She had to resist falling for the bait, she realized as her fists clenched with the effort. If she wanted to extract information from the mangy mutt then she couldn't give in to his juvenile taunting.

"Something wrong, Ino? You look like you just smelled a skunk," he observed innocently.

"Just got a whiff of your breath, that's all." The words had tumbled out of her mouth like second nature. But it was second nature to insult the arrogant berk, after all! Nevertheless, Ino blanched as she prepared to receive his next rebuttal and try not to let it affect her this time.

Kiba merely smirked at her. "Good one," he said lightly, uncrossing his arms.

She blinked and gazed up at him uncertainly. "Um, thanks?"

"See? Nothing's changed between us, Ino," he stated, gesturing at the space between them as his voice took on a rough but placating tone. "There's no need to feel as though things are different between us. I'm still me and you're definitely still your usual bitchy self so how about we just forget all of the other stuff. Forget Sunday ever happened. Forget this stupid night ever happened. Let's just go back to the way everything was before where we ignore each other the best we can."

Kiba had to resist rolling his eyes at his own insincerity. There was absolutely no way he would ever be able to look at Ino from this day forward and not think about putting his hands all over her or doing everything in his power to make her purr his name the way she had the other night. Despite his better judgment, Kiba had mentally marked her as his since the moment he realized she could spark something in him that no one else could. He didn't imagine that there was any other woman in existence who could hold his interest this firmly, go toe to toe with him in a battle of wills, or make his blood boil in so many different ways…. He was completely doomed.

Ino shook her head in disbelief at his words. Was he serious? Forget it all ever happened? Was it really that easy for him or was he just pretending… because she'd spent this whole week trying to do that very thing and so far she'd managed nothing! She looked at him and narrowed her eyes furiously. She refused to let him off that easily!

"Kiba…" she purred seductively, blue eyes shining with a new challenge.

Kiba jolted back to attention as he felt two feminine hands press against the plane of his abdomen, warm and firm in their insistence. He met Ino's eyes and immediately recognized that dangerous look. The same look that had found him tackling her to the ground five days ago, in fact.

Grasping her hands, he quickly pulled them away. "I should really get going, Ino. Akamaru's probably waiting up."

"Going so soon, Kiba? But you just got here," Ino smiled vindictively as she stepped closer and watched his eyes dart across her face suspiciously.

"You were trying all night to get rid of me and now you're trying to seduce me again?" he asked dubiously. He didn't resist as she slyly wrapped both arms around his waist, trapping him against her. "What the heck goes on in that blonde head of yours?"

She met his eyes and silently commanded his attention with a serious look. "Humor me," she deadpanned.

His eyes widened slightly at the change in tone but he still didn't put up any resistance, more than curious as to what she was after.

"Kiba, I may come off as… easy or fun to you and every other red-blooded male out there… but let me make one thing perfectly clear," Ino's ice blue eyes were sparking with a silent fury as she spoke. Kiba was completely mesmerized by the unexpected sight. "I do not take kindly to being toyed with. If this is some sort of sick game to get me to lower my defenses then you had better back off now while there isn't any bloodshed. Otherwise…."

As she trailed off, Kiba saw a look of uncertainty pass across those beautiful eyes before she could school her features. It hit him immediately what was going on. She wasn't toying with him, trying to play hard-to-get. She was trying to protect herself from the possibility that he was…. The thought trailed off in his head as a sudden spark of anger shot through him. What the hell??!

"You couldn't really be that stupid, could you?" he growled out, unconsciously baring his fangs in a snarl. When all he got was a narrowing of the eyes in response, Kiba angrily pulled away from her firm embrace.

"So you think that I came looking for you tonight to beg for sex, is that it? Is that what you're so bitchy about?" he demanded incredulously.

Ino propped both hands on her hips again and glared. "What else has this all been about Kiba? That's about the only way you've ever been known to interact with a girl. Everyone knows that."

"I don't fucking chase girls around so that they'll have sex with me, Ino! In fact, I've never chased any girl around in my life! And for the record, I have plenty of other interactions with chicks. It's not my fault that they lose their appeal after a while."

"You're such a pig, Inuzuka. Did you seriously just say that? It's not your fault that they lose their appeal?"

"What the fuck do you want from me? So I've been with a lot of girls, does that mean I would stoop to playing mind games just to get into your pants? Give me a fucking break! I'm not that desperate and you're really not that irresistible… especially not right now!"

The two of them were squared off, glaring balefully at each other.

"If I'm 'not that irresistible' then why the hell did you come out tonight, Inuzuka? Why don't you just fucking tell me, huh? If you didn't do it for sex, then for what?"

"Uhhhgg! You are such a fucking pain!" Kiba shoved both hands into his hair and growled his frustration.

"You only feel that way because I'm calling you out on your bullshit. I can't believe you're trying to play this off like you've actually developed feelings for me! How gullible do you really think I am?" She demanded, tapping a perfectly manicured finger on the curve of her right hip bone.

Kiba immediately stopped his sudden bout of pacing and blinked his eyes blankly at her. "Gullible…? Gullible? Why the fuck would you have to be gullible to believe that I had feelings for you? That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard!"

"Not so dumb when it's you, Inuzuka!"

Kiba bit out a growl and angrily loomed closer to the stubborn female. "Alright, I've heard enough from you, Ino."

Ino eyed him warily as he kept moving closer. The look in his eyes was dark with his combined anger and frustration.

Kiba swiftly reached out and grabbed his prey by the arm. "If you won't listen to a word I say then I'll show you what I mean," he groused.

Ino only had a second to panic before she felt the firm press of his lips against hers. Her first thought was to fight him off immediately. As she grabbed a hold of the front of his shirt, however, those first thoughts went flying out the window as she took in the sensation of his lips beginning to move hungrily against hers. She had to hold back a moan as her eyes rolled back in pleasure.

He pulled away almost immediately when he felt her sweet breath pour into his mouth. He breathed deeply in an effort to hold himself back from any further exploration of her sweet lips. He stared meaningfully into her cornflower blue eyes and felt his heart race at the sight of her softened expression. "Ino…" he breathed gently, feeling so many strong feelings at once that his voice sounded even deeper. "I… really…" he didn't know what he wanted to say but he knew it was very important, "I mean…."

Ino was looking into his eyes, desperately trying to figure out what he was trying to say.

Kiba cupped her face gently and looked down at her soft, sweet mouth. "I really do… like… you…" he mumbled, finally giving in and capturing her lips again. He didn't feel as though his words had been nearly strong enough but they were all he had to offer.

Ino closed her eyes and felt her pulse leap as she accepted his kiss. She had never heard Kiba sound more genuine. The look in his eyes had been more than honest.

Kiba's lips pulled up into a small smile just before he deepened the kiss further. His hot tongue caressed the inside of her upper lip, grazing her teeth gently as though testing the waters and then suddenly he was nipping at her bottom lip, twirling his tongue around her own, and angling his head to cover her lips fully with his own.

Ino let out a low, drawn out moan as their mouths melded together and she felt her breasts press tightly against his firm body. He was leaning over her precariously and his arms were wrapped tightly around her waist to keep her from falling.

"Damn, that's hot," Kiba mumbled in between their desperate kisses.

"Just… don't stop," Ino ordered.

Kiba grinned and dropped both of his hands to her round bottom as they continued to kiss feverishly. Ino let out a little gasp when he suddenly pulled her thighs in and lifted her so that her legs wrapped automatically around his waist and his hot pelvis rubbed meaningfully against hers. A groan rumbled up from Kiba's throat as the sensation lit him on fire.

In a flash, he moved them quickly and desperately over to the large sofa where he laid her on her back and gripped both of her thighs more possessively. He was so ready to sink into her right then and there but he had other plans for his stubborn, mule-headed kunoichi.

"There's not going to be any running away this time, Ino. Tell me right now… yes or no… do you want this or not?" As he said these words, Kiba was in the process of trailing his hot mouth all the way down the feminine curve of her neck. He kissed a path straight down to the curve of one soft globe before he reached up with one hand and teased the hardened nub that was poking through the tight, sleeveless top.

Ino was tossing her head restlessly and biting her lip to stop the moans that wanted to escape.

With slow, deliberate movements, Kiba eased the shimmery fabric of her tube top up and over one of her breasts, brushing his thumb against the rosy distended nipple before lowering his head. He paused and looked up at her meaningfully, loving the sight of her flushed face and quivering lips. "Well Ino?" he whispered, allowing his breath to ghost over her highly sensitive skin. "What's it going to be?"

Ino slowly opened her eyes and glanced down to meet his smoldering gaze. Part of her knew she wanted this more than anything in the world right now but another, smaller part of her was indignant at the brazen way he was taking control. Shouldn't she be showing him who's boss? Since when did she allow any man to exert control over her like this?

Kiba bent down and took her waiting nipple into his mouth earning a sharp cry of pleasure as he pressed his tongue into the sweet-tasting nub and lightly nipped before sucking it into his hot mouth and releasing it with a slight pop. "Well?" he asked again.

"Yes, Kiba, yes damn it," she breathed out in frustration.

Kiba smirked devilishly, his sharp fangs peeking out at her. "Glad to hear it," he growled. In the next moment, he had both of her hands trapped above her head and he was kissing her into oblivion once more.

Ino felt as though her world had dissolved around her and the only senses that were working right at that moment were taste and touch. She could feel every inch of Kiba's body pressing into her, his warm hands traversing her own body freely and with complete ardor. She could taste the spicy, unique flavor that was Kiba's mouth and as her tongue danced with his fervently she decided that it was the best taste she'd ever sampled.

The two of them moved together perfectly in a restless dance. Slowly gyrating and curving their limbs around one another to be as close as physically possible. Warmth pooled in Ino's core when she felt Kiba's hardness press into her firmly and she groaned low and seductively as she instinctively pressed back.

In less than two seconds, Kiba managed to rip off her tube top with a frustrated groan and his fingers had gone to work on her white shorts as he vigorously kissed his way down her lithe body. Ino felt her womb clench viciously when the side of one of his fangs gently grazed a bare breast right up to the hardened nipple.

"Kiba-aaa…" she groaned out, shifting restlessly beneath him as he efficiently pulled off both her shorts and lacy thongs in one go, trailing kisses over her thighs and down to the straps of her gold heels as he went. When he rose back up, supporting himself on his forearms, he took in the sight of her reverently.

"Ino, you are so beautiful," he whispered. His eyes were glowing with intensity and open honesty.

"Kiba…." He captured her lips again, too turned on to wait for her to finish speaking. She, meanwhile, worked his pants loose before starting to tug impatiently on his tight t-shirt.

After finally dragging himself away from her addictive taste, he obliged her by swiftly tugging the confined shirt over his head. She happily snaked her body around his with a groan, enormously aroused by the feel of their naked bodies rubbing together.

"Kiba this feels so… perfect," she mumbled, busily kissing everywhere she could reach.

He held her to him and grinned against her ear. "That's what I've been trying to tell you for the past week," he whispered back. He rubbed his hands up and down her back, marveling at the smooth softness of her skin over lithe, well-toned muscle. She arched into him at his touch and he groaned as he felt the almost painful twitch of his arousal.

Feeling the hard length of him pressing against her, Ino decided she could wait no more. Reaching into his loosened pants, she confidently took hold of the aching muscle and smoothed her hand over the velvety hardness as she positioned her body.

Kiba gasped right into her ear when he felt her soft hand take hold of his throbbing flesh and he instinctively grabbed her by both of her round cheeks as he thrust into her at the same time that she thrust up, wrapping her beautiful legs around him. They both let out cries of satisfaction as he nestled his full length into the tightness of her warm enclosure. Ino felt as though he could split her in two, he filled her so completely, and all she could manage to say were a few incoherent sounds that not even she could understand.

"Fuck, Ino, you're so f-… tight," Kiba managed to growl out as he pulled her even closer, as if it were possible, and roughly slammed his lips against hers in a hungry kiss.

Ino felt her muscles clench around him in response and she kissed him back with a passion she'd never felt before as she began moving against him, undulating her hips to create the best kind of friction.

Kiba kept a firm grip on her butt as she began to move and he groaned into her mouth as he continued to feel her inner walls clench and unclench around him. He hadn't been this aroused by a woman since his days as a horny virgin and he knew he had to focus on her pleasure before he burst. He reluctantly pulled his mouth away from hers, thrusting in and slowly out in sync with the movement of her hips. Pleased by the heady look on her face, he slowly kissed down the column of her neck again.

Ino was in a very happy place. Every sensation, every nerve-ending was lit on fire and she could feel that elusive sense of completion just within her grasp. Kiba was doing everything right, even down to the speed and forcefulness of his thrusts. She didn't think she could feel any more aroused….

And then he took her left nipple into his mouth and used the perfect amount of tongue, teeth and suction to push her over the edge. When he heard her cry out and felt her walls convulsing around him, Kiba picked up the speed pushing into her deeper, faster, and harder. Her orgasm washed over her like a river and Ino thought she would burst into tears when the sensations kept coming. As he thrust and hit a particular spot, Ino screamed and felt her insides spasm once more, even harder. A second orgasm! That had never happened before!

Kiba smirked against her breast as he hoisted her up, changing the angle slightly as he leaned her against the arm of the couch and thrust into her again aiming for that spot over and over and over again. Ino's hands were tugging frantically at his hair as her walls continued to spasm in uncontrollable spurts and she continued to cry out. She shouted his name over and over again as he plunged into her and gave no heed to the strong grip her fingers had on his scalp.

Just when she was starting to come down from her second orgasm, her wicked partner thrust into her hard, hitting that spot again and remaining planted there as he slowly rubbed over it with small, controlled thrusts. Ino choked as, amazingly, her walls undulated around his flesh, muscles clenching even tighter than they had before. This time, Kiba couldn't stop himself from going over the edge with her and his thrusts became uninhibited and wild as his seed burrowed deep into her womb.

Ino felt a mixture of pleasure and pain from this third, unbelievable orgasm. Her inner muscles felt cramped and achy, never before having been exercised for this long. But she had never in her life expected to have three orgasms back to back like that and they only got stronger after the first. As she came down from her extreme euphoria, she felt the comforting weight of Kiba's warm body pressed into hers, his hands still gripping her butt and his face nestled between her highly sensitive breasts. She didn't have the fortitude to move a single limb but she managed to lift a palm to his face tenderly, even as she felt her eyelids flutter tiredly.

She smiled as she rubbed a thumb over his tanned cheek and her heart just about burst when he sighed and shifted into her palm contentedly. That was the moment when she decided. Just as she was closing her eyes to welcome the deep sleep that was waiting for her with the gentle smile still stretched across her reddened lips, Ino decided that there was no way she would let this man go.

A/N: I am going to be completely honest. This story has been more of a challenge than I thought it would be. I'm fine with writing funny little arguments and funny situations but I am just not a professional lemon writer. I guess that's why they call 'em challenges, huh? It was good to prove that I could do it, though, even if it's not on par with the experts. Yes, people, it really did take me two months to write a draft for this chapter, then I walked away from it for a few months out of frustration and it finally took me about a month to tweak it to the best of my ability. I hope it meets with your expectations, though... I tried really hard!!!

Anywho, all that's left is an epilogue for this story and I'll actually have my first complete fanfic! Kinda weird that it's a lemon, though. Heh heh!