Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Also, heed the M rating on this chapter in particular.

CHAPTER 14

The door banged open, slamming into the wall with such force that the spices Hinata had carefully lined up across the shelves rattled in place. The pot dangling over the irori shivered and swung on its rope as Naruto's back hit the wall of the genkan. He did not seem to care or notice, his attention being entirely focused on trying to devour the woman who tumbled in behind him. Her feet tangled over the threshold, one hand trying unsuccessfully to remove her shoes as the other clung to his neck, barely saving her from collapse as she lost her balance entirely.

They grunted in unison as their chests collided, Naruto fumbling frantically to not lose his hold on her. To get closer. Closer than the air she was breathing. His Sage Cloak slipped from the peg on the wall and floated over their heads, causing Hinata to gasp and release him while pushing away the heavy fabric.

Irritation immediately flooded his veins with the loss of her lips, and Naruto nearly snarled as he grabbed a fistfull of the offensive garment and flung it across the room. The sense of urgency that was driving him mad had first entered his awareness as just a mild frustration, beginning when the last strands of red chakra had faded from their hands to leave only the bands around their fingers. But it had spread with the speed and shock of a bolt of lightning when he had pressed his lips tenderly to hers. A burgeoning magnetism that drew him in for one kiss after another, after another…

Until he couldn't breathe without her exhaling upon his tongue.

The sudden, glorious expanse of the universe their Soulmate Bond had unlocked, almost instantly exploded into a black hole which pulled him deeper and deeper into her. An inescapable gravity threatening to devour his sanity.

And he welcomed it with open arms.

Hinata must have felt it as well. When their fūinjutsu auras had faded and they were left standing under the stars; when his gentle hold had morphed into a crushing embrace; she had not shied away or ducked her head in embarrassment. She had moaned. The sound had shot him straight through his chest. His fingers had splintered through the bark-like trunk of their massive plant shelter, where he had braced himself in a shocked stupor. That instant marked the beginning and end of his rationality.

He might have growled as he had scooped her up into his arms, but the speed of his dash across the meadow made it hard to tell.

The sturdy door of their hut may have creaked dangerously as he pressed her against it, but with his face buried in her neck as she whimpered in his ear it was difficult to hear.

When the knob was somehow located and turned, Naruto probably bruised his knee forcing the door open, although with her legs wrapped tightly around his waist the only pain he could feel was the throbbing in his core.

If his much revered Sage Cloak had landed partially in the cold ashes of the firepit as it was hurled thoughtlessly across the small room, he felt no remorse as he counted it as one less obstacle between him and the desire that was eating him alive.

They tangled together in an awkward fight to find something neither completely understood but both instinctively yearned for. Naruto reached behind him and helped pull off one of her shoes where it was digging into his back and chucked it blindly over his shoulder. Hinata was panting harshly, murmuring nonsense that he couldn't even decipher, her hands weaving into his hair and muddying his already ruined mind. But her lips spoke to him clear as day, wandering over his face in frantic feathery kisses. Her tongue left no doubts in its wake as it traced the taught muscle of his clenching jaw.

With another growl Naruto wrenched off her other shoe and tossed it away. The sound of books falling did not make him pause, but his twisting motion finally tipped their equilibrium and they tripped over the low genkan step with Hinata sprawled out on top of him.

Perhaps it was the fall that had simply knocked the wind from his lungs, or it might have been the sensation of every single delicious curve of Hinata's body being pressed against his own that set his skin on fire. Everything was too hot. He was melting from the inside out. But the heat had evaporated the last of his inhibitions, and he was pulling her down onto his body, dragging his mouth along the edge of her collarbones, embracing the burn. She breathed his name as he ground his hardness up against her. Sharing his friction. Wanting to ignite her with his flames so they would both be devoured by this hellish lust which was apparently the benediction to their heavenly bonding.

If this made him a sinner, Naruto never wanted to repent. He wanted to be branded by her touch, marked forever as a slave to her flesh and soul.

Hinata arched her back as she pressed her hands into his tense shoulders and lifted up to fully straddle him. The way she began experimentally rocking her hips slowly over his aching groin had Naruto crying out from the torture of it.

The sound made her eyes snap open, their normally tender shine sharpened into a lethal glare that pinned him to the spot, helpless beneath her feral sight. For an instant he froze, the hair on his neck rising. A quivering prey powerless beneath the leer of a predator. Then her hands fisted his shirt, her nails digging into his chest as she roughly thrust her pelvis with killer certainty. Once. Twice…and his vision blurred.

"Fuck!" he rasped out harshly, his hands latching onto her waist with enough force to bruise. Planting his feet flat on the ground he returned her thrusts, meeting her push for pull. Her arms trembled and his thighs flexed as his vigorous rutting partially lifted them off the wooden floor. Their rhythm was frantic, uncoordinated, desperate.

When his foot accidentally slid out they tumbled and rolled sideways, the tips of her hair trailing in the ashy dust that had settled across the floor from the disturbed irori. Naruto reared up, peeling out of his sweat soaked shirt and then immediately falling down to his elbows. Trapping her so tightly between his arms and face that nothing but the moonlight could breach his cage.

Caressing her neck with his tongue, Naruto could feel her throat bob as she gulped. The throbbing pulse bounding beneath her delicate pale skin taunted him. Tempting him to do things he couldn't put into words. Saliva flooded his mouth, and he swallowed hard. But the need to mark her, to dominate her, was heady and overwhelming.

Opening his mouth wide he slid his lips across her slick flesh, wet from her sweat as much as the work of his tongue. The tip of his incisors dragged dangerously back and forth, and her breathing was reduced to shallow pants as goosebumps erupted in the wake of his threat. But instead of cowering, she tilted her head further, a soft whimper slipping into the moist air between them.

At the delicate sound his eyes widened, and he lifted his head to look at her face. She flushed deeply as their gazes locked. Her silver irises trembled but held, unafraid of his looming form.

Something must have shifted in his own eyes, because she slowly lifted a shaking hand to his cheek. He could feel the red band on her finger tingling against his face as it stroked his whiskers. The birthmarks were suddenly so sensitive that it was like he had partially slipped into a feral state, blurring the line between beast and man. His heart pounded against his chest as he hovered over her, mesmerized by the way she was locked onto his eyes as she slid her thumb between his lips.

"Don't stop," she breathed, and his body shuddered at the sultry tone of her voice. Her tongue ran across her lips, spreading inviting wetness over their plump, rosy surface. He was completely hypnotized by the motion.

"I–I need you, too, Naruto-kun. P-please…" her words trailed away as sweat prickled on his temples.

With a sharp inhale Hinata pressed her thumb down upon his lengthening canine, nicking her skin and flooding his mouth with the tang of copper and warmth. His senses exploded, wiping his brain of any lingering hesitation. Whatever was the cause behind these powerful urges, he no longer cared. He only wanted to swallow her soul and pour his own out in return.

He closed his mouth around her finger and sucked as hard as he could, slowly pulling it out with a loud pop. He could feel the wetness of the pink tinged saliva, warm and thick, trickling from the corner of his mouth. Her molten eyes glazed over as she watched the slow drag of her own thumb paint his lips with their fluids. Suddenly Hinata was curling up to him, licking him clean from chin to lips, before diving back in to swirl her tongue with his own.

The world went red for several seconds as his overworked brain struggled to process the sensation of her hot, wet tongue worshiping his face. But it felt like an eternity as Naruto attempted to stay present, to grasp the zipper of her jacket, and yank it down. Hinata reluctantly pulled her mouth from his as she strained to help free herself from the garment. She writhed beneath him but her waist was too tightly trapped between his tense thighs.

"Off…I need you…get off," she hissed, unable to strip off the tangled jacket. Running her hands hurriedly up his thighs she shoved his hips with enough strength to send him flying backwards. His back hit the partition that hid their bed, cracking the back of his head against the thin wall. Blinking away the stars behind his eyes he fuzzily noted the jacket being flung away, catching on the edge of the window and nearly disappearing into the night.

Her skin glowed in the muted moonlight, illuminating the contrast of her angelic beauty with the mirage of a hungry lioness. Stalking hungrily toward him on hands and knees.

A crooked smile curved across his face as Naruto leaned on the wall and wiped the back of his hand over his chin. When Hinata was within arm's reach he stretched out and grabbed her by the neck of her thin shirt, yanking her back upon his lap. With an aggressive growl he wrenched her thighs open, slamming her down directly onto his hardened groin. She gasped and he snarled, digging his fingers into the soft fabric that stretched taut over her thighs. The bruising pressure was not nearly enough to calm the maddening need that throbbed inside of him.

Hinata wrapped her arms and legs around him, muscles trembling from adrenaline. It felt like she was bleeding pure euphoria out of every pore. Drowning all his senses. Feeding his intoxication. Injecting an addiction to her existence into his own.

"God, Hina…can't get 'nough…'' His words were muffled as he buried his face in her chest, breathing her in with hungry gasps. Salty and sweet and mouth watering. Her fingers raked over his scalp, while his dragged down her back. Searching for relief. Searching for home.

Finding the hem of her shirt he wrenched it upwards, the popping sound of a few stitches meeting their end as it was yanked over her head and hurled to some other corner of the hut. He could feel her heart pounding in the air between them, her breaths growing ragged as he began to claw at her bindings, the last barrier.

Ripping fabric and harsh panting filled the thickening air, heavier with each passing second. Each inhalation was a struggle. He felt as though he was drowning on dry land, and she was his only salvation. With a final tear the last layer was destroyed, and he filled his hands with the delicious weight of her breasts. Hinata sucked air through clenched teeth with a hiss, arching herself into his face as he molded her with greedy fingers. Growling possessively, he obediently buried his nose deep into her cleavage.

"You like that?" he demanded, looking up and pinching her nipples hard while kneading the roundness of her supple flesh around them.

"Ah–uh-huh–ah, h-harder!" Her answer was hoarse and commanding. Grabbing as much of her breast as he could hold, Naruto clamped his mouth around her nipple and sucked for all he was worth. The feel of her fleshy nub plumping against his tongue as he laved it aggressively was intoxicating. His free hand was kneading her other breast, sinking his fingers deeply into the doughy mound. The bounce and jiggle of her mesmerizing size drew his hungry gaze sideways, even as he devoured her nipple.

So infatuated was he with her breasts, he did not register the way her nails were carving up his shoulders. She was a frantic mess at the mercy of his mouth. He was the mastermind of her collapse.

Until her wandering fingers snagged on the button of his pants, and he nearly forgot his own name.

She had him freed in a heartbeat, and there was nothing delicate about her long fingers as they gripped him forcefully and stroked his hardness with firm, searing, pressure. Naruto gulped and slammed his eyes shut, burying his face in her cleavage as he held on for dear life. The friction was teetering on the edge of pain and pleasure. His precum was insufficient to match the vigor of her motions. He captured her wrist, pulling her hand up to his face and licking it from the heel of her palm to the tips of her fingers, coating it thickly in his saliva. She watched him with hooded eyes, catching her bottom lip between her teeth.

Firmly placing the palm of her hand flat on the head of his dick he dragged the slickness all the way down to the base of his shaft and back up again. Her mouth twisted deviously at his reaction, his eyes rolling and his head falling back. After guiding her pace for several strokes, he finally released her. His arms fell away in boneless surrender as she took over, squeezing and stroking and pushing him closer and closer to internal combustion.

His legs twitched and jerked beneath her. She loomed over him, excited beyond words at the way he was melting into the wall. Her chest bounced freely with every salacious pump of her hand down his dick, and he began to moan torturously as he dug his fingers into her thighs.

There was only so much he could take, but there was so much more he wanted, and that selfish desire was the only lifeline that gave him the strength to finally wrap his arms around her waist and roll her backwards.

She splayed out on the floor like a starfish, stunned by his sudden move to stop her just when it felt like he was going to explode. But there was some prideful instinct in his head that wanted–no, demanded–that he take her first. Satisfy her first. And only then would he be able to possess her. To make her his forever.

He pounced to where she was sprawled out, only a few short feet from the bed just around the partition. He snarled when his legs got tangled in his loose pants. An unrealistic urgency in his brain screamed that there was no time for such stupid details. He had to have her now. He could smell her arousal and it was causing his gut to clench and his mouth to water with hunger pangs.

Kicking off the infuriating clothing Naruto knelt between her legs and grabbed her waistband, securing a fistful of her pants at each hip before yanking them down her thighs so fast her ass lifted straight off the ground. He caught each ankle on one of his shoulders, kneading the arch of both feet with his thumbs as he pressed her legs open as wide as they would go.

He had thought he craved her natural scent before, but the heavy aroma of her arousal was fucking intoxicating. His mouth hung open and his eyes dilated as he truly breathed her in for the first time.

"D-don't just sit there," she gasped, pressing her hands into her own breasts in a poor imitation of the shyness that had been completely obliterated by their lustful cravings. Her fingers scissored her reddened nipples and she whined. "D-do something!"

He smirked wickedly at her pleas, completely understanding the vulgar need behind her demand. The vague awareness that something greater than simple desire was driving them had pierced his fog of lust. But all the anxiety, all the hesitation, all the complexity that had held him back for the last few weeks was destroyed by the soul consuming compulsion to possess her.

If it broke him, he'd gladly shatter. There was no pride. No ego. Just the need to be together. Bonded.

Soulmates.

Barely restraining his frenzy, Naruto bowed over her, fingers brushing across the silky skin of her inner thighs with a reverence that belied his passion. Her legs trembled as his hot breath blew across her flushed flower. Her skin was flirting with hues of crimson all the way to her core. It gleamed with a wetness that testified to her desire, and he dove to satisfy her.

Hinata's stuttered screams probably could be heard across the meadow, but they only spurred Naruto further. He flattened his tongue and dragged it all the way up her swollen lips, the essence of her coating his mouth and making him groan. She spread wider, grabbing her knees and pulling them as her mouth fell open. When he caressed her most sensitive bud her whole body convulsed.

Naruto smirked.

She began chanting his name with each flick of his tongue across her clit. At least he thought it was his name. The syllables were devolving with every stroke. Her thighs were closing in on his head, and the tension in her torso was enough to arch her back up off the floor. Wanting to feel her tightness, feel her respond to his efforts, he slowly worked a finger between her lower lips. Timing his thrusts with the pace of his tongue as he slid inside her slick core.

Hinata gasped in surprise, her heels planting upon his shoulders as her hips canted upwards, inviting him deeper. Naruto doubled his efforts, sealing his lips around her bud and matching her rocking pace with each lick. He could feel her pulsing around his finger, and without thinking drove in a second long digit.

She screamed.

He growled.

Her feet pressed harder, but now her hand had woven into his hair and there was no escaping the salacious way she was grinding into his face. His fingers worked harder. Stroking, spreading, preparing her for his ultimate goal. Sweat beaded across his forehead but he did not slow, did not pull away from her writhing, and suddenly her whole body went rigid.

The way she clamped around his fingers in climax was enough to harden his cock to an unholy degree. Her mouth fell open and she screamed, a guttural cry that made his balls clench. Her deathgrip held him against her soaked center, as she twitched beneath his tongue for what felt like an eternity, before slowly melting into a puddle of lip limbs, and heaving gasps.

She might have fallen over the edge of her peak, but Naruto was still a volcano about to explode.

It took him two tries to flip her over. Her overheated skin was coated in slick sweat. She did not resist, but she couldn't help how much her legs trembled as she centered herself over her hands and knees. He steadied her hips, trying to blink away the delirious urges clouding his mind and engrave this moment in his heart. The moment she would become his. He massaged her back, molding her shoulders and spine down into an arch that left her glossy pussy the centerpiece of her body's masterpiece.

Worshipful words and praises spilled unawares from his lips, a stream of unchecked thoughts composed into a chorus of his deepest admiration for the stunning woman before him. She hummed in delight, somehow understanding his inebriated nonsense, while he grabbed his cock and began to slowly trace her center with its throbbing head.

The testimony of her climax was practically dripping from her lower lips, and Naruto greedily scooped it up with his fingers, painting up and down his stiff length. Hinata dropped from her hands to her elbows, the long tresses of her hair that had trailed down her back sliding over her shoulders and onto the floor. The moonlight lit each bead of sweat along her spine like starlight. Naruto stared in a mesmerized stupor at the stark contrast of his broad, tanned hand pressed flat upon the pale perfection of her skin.

A hesitation that had not characterized a single second of their frantic tryst suddenly seized him, as his gaze traced the generous curve of her hips and roundness of her ass. The head of his cock was at her entrance, begging to be sheathed deep into her warmth. But he froze, his whole body rigid and shaking, panting harshly upon her torso.

This was it. This was the final act that would seal the bond. Without needing to be told he instinctively knew. There was no going back. Once he claimed her, she was forever his.

He swallowed hard. The idea of forever suddenly coming into sharp focus, and the ache he felt in his chest was a longing he had never imagined.

But did she want it too?

"H-Hinata…" he choked out, one hand seizing her hip in a death grip while the other nearly strangled his cock. "I–I–"

"Yes," she breathed, her head turning to the side as much as she could. "I want this, Naruto-kun. I need this. Please, don't make me wait any longer."

"I don't mean to hurt you…" he barely murmured, the cloud of lust rapidly returning as the wet warmth of her labia slowly engulfed his head.

She flinched, but did not pull away, inhaling sharply. Twisting as far as she could, she glared at him with all the bravado of a feral lioness.

"Naruto," she demanded. "Fuck me. Now."

He obeyed.

They cried out together and he pushed into her in one sharp thrust. Her soaked core gave way to his thick length with a perfect pressure that made his eyes cross. He held himself there, drilled into her up to the hilt and unable to move.

"Oh god, oh god," he groaned, falling forward to press his face upon the back of her neck. Hinata was panting harshly, puffing each exhalation between pursed lips. He grit his teeth, his entire reality focusing on the way her walls were squeezing his dick, struggling to adjust to his size.

He wrapped one arm around to hug her tits, holding her in place. Taking a deep breath he slowly dragged his girth out before shoving back inside. The jiggle of her breasts on his arms exponentially increased his insanity.

"A-are you good?" he asked tightly.

"Good," she breathed. "Go."

His pace increased, growing more and more impassioned as he slowly started to ignite from the inside out. Before he knew it his hips were clapping against her cheeks. Her arms had completely given out, and she was practically hyperventilating into the crook of her elbow.

He wanted to feel her pussy clench around his cock the way she had around his fingers. He needed to feel her peak beneath him from the inside. Releasing a breast he groped down between her legs, searching for that spot, that nub that would send her–

Suddenly she jolted, just as he felt the slippery bud beneath a fingertip. Focusing all his remaining sanity on that glorious spot, Naruto strummed her clit in tandem with the snap of his pelvis. Everything was hot and moist. Their bodies. The air. The sounds coming from their joined parts. The building tension hardened every muscle in his body.

Unable to stand even the few heartbeats of air separating them, Naruto slid his hand up, wrapped his hand around Hinata's neck and pulled her upright, pressing her back firmly into his chest. He could feel her gulp against his palm. Her fingers curled around his wrist but did not pull him away. Instead she held on tightly, anchoring herself as she thrust her hips back into his pelvis.

The pace of his fucking and stroking increased as she growled, the vibrations of her throat tingling his hand.

"Dammit Hinata, I can't handle you. I can't hold it anymore. I'm g-gonna…" He swore, seizing her shoulder between his teeth.

She spasmed around him at the promised threat, and his incisors almost broke skin. "Then give it to me," she crooned, each word falling tangibly on his fingers. "Give me everything."

He snarled, pulled away his hand and shoving his fingers in her mouth. Her teeth bit down, and he felt his skin open upon her tongue, sucking the wound and swallowing his soul. The world went white and he exploded. He forgot how to breathe. Forgot how to think. Forgot everything before this moment. Before he tore her open and poured himself in, forever making her his. Forever bonding them.

Body and Soul.

A/N: Spicy Spice and Everything Nice. I definitely leaned pretty hard into the "bonding" part of the soulmate thing this chapter. I have no regrets.

Next chap is 90% done. I had some time off and was able to crank out some work. I hope you guys enjoy the fruits of my labor, lol. And as always, thank you so much for your patience!