A.N.- I'm back! Yay! And with the chapter I am sure everyone has been waiting for! It took a long long long looooonnnng time for me to feel like I had written this the best I could possibly do. It never felt right. But now, I think I have it; after much procrastinating. :D I really hope that everyone likes it. I apologize for the wait but I really did want to get this chapter right. I currently have an Inuyasha Christmas story that I have been off and on writing for like three years that is close to being finished; but once I complete that I will attempt to write more of this story that is also so close to completion. It makes me sad that it is ending but at the same time I'm excited to see what happens next XD cuz even I don't know heehee. Anyway I'll tell you guys more about all that stuff as it comes time. On to the chapter! Please enjoy. :)
FanggirlX

Gaara sat on the bed in his dorm room listening to the water of the shower run.

Sakura had wanted a shower after he'd pulled her to him and kissed her as he ported them to their room.

He'd been hoping she'd let him mate her now. He ached with longing.

But while he's trying to get her to the bed so he can mate her, she's trying to get away just so she can get fucking clean.

Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair.

Of course she would want to be clean, who wouldn't want to wash after what she'd done?

Was he really so sex starved that he could think of nothing but crashing deep inside of her?

The water shut off.

Gaara glanced to the door and wondered what they'd do next, now that she was clean.

He didn't dare start hoping for anything. She was probably still tired. Or something else would interrupt them.

Or hell he didn't know, maybe there was some rule in the book of mating that said only have sex at night or after sweet quiet moments. He sure as fuck didn't know.

The door opened and Gaara's mouth dropped.

Sakura giggled and crossed over to stand right in front of him.

Eyes unblinking, Gaara soaked in the sight of her wet naked body.

He looked up at her, shock fading to amusement, "No towel?"

She shrugged, a cute grin on her lips, "I prefer to air dry sometimes."

He nodded.

Sakura sat down in his lap. Naked, she sat in his lap, straddling him.

"I know you were in here thinking melancholy things about us mating. But I'm tired of waiting, Gaara, I'm to the point I don't care if the world is ending. I want to mate you now. Right now. I want to become yours and make love with you over and over again."

His mouth was suddenly dry. Gaara brought his hands up to touch her body, running his calloused hands over the damp skin.

Sakura smiled and kissed him, her tongue teasing him.

Groaning softly, Gaara clutched her to him.

The excitement inside him was too much. He was finally going to mate her. She'd be his forever now.

Gaara pulled away from her kiss and kissed down her throat, nipping at where her heart beat thumped. She sighed happily and pressed herself closer to him.

Cupping her ass he pressed the bottom of her body tighter against the growing lust in his pants.

Kissing along her collar bone, nipping her silk skin occasionally Gaara trailed one hand up from behind her to fondle her breast. Taking it in hand he enjoyed the full weight of it in his palm before squeezing it softly, making her arch into him with a tiny gasp. Trapping her small hard nipple between his finger and his thumb he listened to the soft sounds she made.

Bending a little further down he kissed down her chest, licking along the top swell of her breast and down the valley between them before kissing around the nipple not in his teasing fingers.

"Gaara…" she breathed.

He slid the pert bud into his mouth, suckling. She clung to him, moving her hips slowly against the hard bulge between his legs.

Air hitched in his throat and he bit her breast causing her to gasp.

Her hands wound themselves into his hair.

Moving his hand down from her breast Gaara slid it down her body seeking out the wet heat she was pressing desperately against him. As his fingers ventured into the moist folds she moaned and moved to meet him.

Teasing her he traced a finger around the edge of her entrance, memorizing the feel of her sweet sex.

"Ah, Gaara…please." she mewed.

Dragging his fingers slowly up the crease he found the small soft button designed for pleasure and fingered it quickly, applying soft pressure to keep it as an almost playful touch.

Teasing her body was incredible. She responded so eagerly.

Switching the finger on her tiny bulb to his thumb so the sensation didn't end for her he slid his fingers back down to her pleading entrance. He dipped one finger inside her and traced it along the edges of her wall.

"God, Gaara." she whispered, her legs tightening around him.

Pressing deeper into her he experimented with moving his finger and when she squeezed her thighs tighter around him he took that as pleasurable and decided that one finger was not enough. He pulled his finger out and she whimpered, clutching at him silently begging for him to not stop.

Gaara kissed her, reassuring her.

He slid two inside of her and she gasped into his mouth biting his tongue as a jolt of pleasure flew through her.

She gripped his head in both hands and kissed him desperately.

Gaara moved his fingers in and out of her, Sakura rocking her hips meeting his hand helping press them a little further each time.

Gaara's fingertips brushed the barrier inside her and she hissed, writhing in his hands.

Keeping his hand where it was he stroked the thin wall again.

Sakura moaned and tried to press him closer.

Gaara held her still so she didn't break her wall on his hand. He'd not take such a gift with his fingers. That would be done to her the right way.

He kissed down her chest and suckled one of her breast as he returned his hand to sliding in and out of her, causing her to cling to him. Her head had fallen back, exposing her slender neck in a beautiful way. Sakura's back curved and arched as she held herself closer and closer, moving her hips to try and find release of the hot pressure he was building inside of her.

Gaara withdrew his hand and she made the soft whimper again, the pleading sound sent a thrill up his spine. She was begging for him. Sakura wanted him, needed him, to help her find the release he held before her like a carrot on a stick.

The mere thought gave him a rush.

He stood, Sakura keeping her legs wrapped around him clung to him panting.

"Gaara?" she whispered.

"I'm still clothed."

She nodded and shakily slid off of him and sat down on the bed. Falling back overtaken with the waves of sweet agony that had started inside of her because of what Gaara had been doing.

Her hand slowly sought her own entrance, she needed something, anything, she was so close…

Gaara's hand stopped her.

"No." he ordered.

Gently he pulled her up and her body was suddenly flush against the hot skin of his own naked body.

Gaara returned his hand to her opening and she sighed with relief. His touches were a double edged sword. They eased the waves rolling through her but they created more and more.

Guiding her back he eased her onto the bed and climbed on top of her.

Her hands sought out his body, running up his chest and down his back. Sakura's hands trailed down his stomach and found his throbbing member.

Wrapping her fingers around it she pumped her hand, causing Gaara to freeze under an assault of sensation.

He moved his hand to match the desperate speed Sakura was setting.

Gaara kissed her and whispered, "Stop Sakura. I'll enter you now. I'll bring you the rest of the way."

She nodded, her heart pounding in her chest, "Yes, please…so close."

Gaara aligned his self and slowly inserted the head, receiving a gasping Sakura tightening around him.

Closing his eyes, Gaara relished the tight slick warmth.

He pressed himself deeper into her eliciting a breathless moan.

Gaara reached the barrier and pulled back before sliding into her again.

Sakura gasped and writhed beneath him, "Ga-Gaara god more."

Feeling a tidal wave beginning to build within him Gaara obliged and thrust hard inside her breaking through her barrier.

Sakura's breath stopped and she bit her tongue. She had to be careful, she couldn't cry out. If he thought he hurt her he'd stop and leave her like this.

Gaara smelled the faint scent of blood. He checked his nails, he hadn't clawed her…

Maidenhood. The demon inside him informed him. She's fine. Keep going.

Gaara opened his eyes to meet Sakura's half lidded gaze.

She nodded and softly rocked against him.

Groaning Gaara met her and slowly began thrusting into her, building them each up steadily.

Sakura's tight wall clenched around him and she gasped, her voice dieing in the heat of pleasure.

Gaara reacted to her body tightening around him and he too rocketed with her to a blinding release.

His mind buzzed with a thrill of some sort, like an extra sense being opened up. It went beyond the main senses and Gaara wondered if that was the mating bond opening up between them.

He collapsed atop of her and she hugged him close.

"God, Gaara…that was…incredible." Sakura whispered, running her fingers through his hair.

Gaara snuggled close and kissed her.

"We're mates now." he replied softly, a quiet smile in his eyes.

Sakura smiled brightly, "I love you Gaara. My Gaara. I'm so happy we're finally mated."

Gaara shivered at her loving words and clutched her close to his chest.

Trying out his recently found vocal skill he whispered, "I love you too."

Sakura smiled brightly, though he couldn't see it for his face was buried in her neck.

She continued to run her fingers through his hair until they both fell asleep together.

Sakura woke about an hour later to see Gaara still sleeping beside her.

Smiling softly, peace settling in her heart.

They were mated. Together. Forever. Mates.

She wanted to dance and sing and shout she was so happy. Sakura felt as if she could run all over campus cheering and telling everyone.

But she couldn't right now, since she was her mate's pillow.

A goofy smile turned up her mouth again, her mate!

Sakura reached up from where she lay tucked beneath his chin and lightly touched his cheek. Tracing his jaw line, his nose, his brow, beside his eyes, the dark rings around his eyes, his lips.

A soft growl rumbled in his chest.

"What are you doing?" he grumbled not opening his eyes.

She giggled quietly and leaned up to kiss his cheek, "I was thinking we should make sure we are mates."

Gaara smirked, eyes still closed, "We're definitely mates. Through the mate bond I can feel your…desire?" he finished in a question, shocked she still wanted more so soon.

His aquamarine eyes finally opened. "You…?

Sakura nodded, "I think we should do it some more just to double check."

Gaara smiled and kissed her, "Sounds good."

Sakura turned him over.

Gaara looked around wide eyed and then fell back in the mattress staring at her, amusement in his gaze.

"I should probably get used to that…" he muttered.

She giggled again, her giddy attitude uncontainable. "Yeah you really should."

Sakura reached between them and took him in her hand as she bent to kiss him.

Gaara groaned and his eyes fluttered closed again, but he was definitely not asleep. Not anymore.