I still felt weak as I laid on the bed, wrapped up in the bath-towel Kiba insisted on me using so I wouldn't catch a cold. Though, the breeze felt nice. My body was hot, even sweaty mixed with the water from our shower together, as far as I could tell. As for my breath, I'd hardly caught it a moment ago by the time Kiba started lighting scented candles all around the containment-house's bedroom. It was starting to smell like cider in here; a light bit of cinnamon and perhaps even pumpkin. They were romantic aromas; nothing calming like lilacs or juniper.
"You tired, hun?"
I opened my eyes at the sound of that deep, rich voice disturbing the silence of my rest.
"...Not really." I answered to the ceiling, still too weak to dare and move to see my mate. "Just-...A little numb and perhaps wobbly, I suppose. What about you?"
"Not even." The sound of him took on a hint of mischief. "I'm eager for another round, already."
Another? Goodness...Kiba had quite the stamina. I didn't say anything, but I wondered if he was going to be impossible to satisfy while he was in Heat. Then again...I was feeling quite insatiable myself, more than ready to get on all fours and let Kiba have me if he'd ask me to.
"Yep, I'm sure as hell not going to sleep tonight..." He added in a wily sort of sigh. "Sorry, Hinata, but uh...I think I'd rather just stay awake and bone you till morning. Or at least till one of us passes out. I doubt it'll be me, though."
"Watch it be you." I laughed softly, feeling the bed move as I suspected him to be crawling onto it. "I doubt you can keep this up all night..."
I was right about my suspicion when I saw Kiba loom into my vision as I realized he was already on top of me, a bit quick for me to accompany him with alert consciousness. He was several steps ahead of me, as I hated to admit.
"Is that a challenge?" He cocked an eyebrow, flashing his hungry smirk at me with those fangs of his shimmering in the dim candle-light of the room.
I stared for a moment, almost as if trying to figure out how someone like Kiba could have bitten into my neck and claimed me without killing me. I was already a fragile, nearly pathetic creature; compared to my mate, I was as good as the easiest prey in the food-chain.
"M-maybe..." I stuttered, gulping in fear when he came to my neck; the side with the fresh bite he had left me with earlier.
Kiba pressed his warm lips beneath my jaw and began tenderly smooching me, leading himself between my legs. "Maybe, huh?"
I felt my towel begin to rise by the help of his sly fingertips tracing up my thigh, beneath the end of that towel. My flesh burned with lust at his touch. Kiba felt like a slow-burning fire to me; he lit me alive by a torturing carnal flame.
"You already know that I can't turn down a challenge, baby..." He nipped around the wound on my neck, sending tingle after surge of delight through my being. My lover made every cell of my body sing with masochistic joy at the way he teased me. "Especially one like this..."
"W-why?" I traced my hands up his toned back, feeling the droplets of water and sweat that still covered his skin; his flesh hardly warm at the surface, yet burningly delightful beneath. "What makes this one so special?"
Kiba descended himself upon me as his kisses led to a swift lick by the tip of his tongue over my claiming bite. He gained a shudder and deep sigh from me before continuing his journey down the curves and junctures of my neck.
"You..." He started gently suckling my collar bone, nibbling on it as if I were finely-cooked food to a starving wolf. His bites were sharp and slow; perfect for the tease. "You make it 'so special'...You're the prize, Hinata. I get to have you over and over again, as much as we both want...And if you're challenging me to pleasure you all night long, you know that I'll do it happily..."
