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Worthy
By : whitewavereborn
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The rains should have over but nature never truly revealed her plans to man or demon. This rain shower seemed to have come from no where. It wasn�t violent but the rain was heavy enough to force all creatures to find shelter. All the pack was in the cave and had been since the rains grew from a few sprinkles to a downpour. It was night now. The sun had set hours ago but no one rested.

Thanks to the rain, no energy had been used. The pups were crawling all over the adults, begging for stories and games. The young adults fidgeted and moved about the cave and elders whined about their aches and pains. Morgan too felt the restlessness but it seemed to be differed from what the others were suffering from. It felt like anxiousness; as if something was suppose to happen. She didn�t know why but her mind kept drifting to Sesshoumaru.

It had been five days since she saw him and like she asked, he kept his distance, letting her make up her mind. I didn�t stop him from sending gifts. Beautiful, useless things were now kept in a box; combs and jewels were the main focus. They were beautiful but they weren�t her but she understood. After all, how does one court someone who doesn�t want or need anything? At one point, Katherine had done Morgan�s hair up with one of the simpler combs and claimed her beautiful but Morgan preferred her hair in a braid or not one up at all. Morgan shifted in her seat at the mouth of the cave. Still, she thought, the gestures were nice.

Morgan sensed Briana approaching and glanced up at her before she sat.

�Gloomy day,� Briana complained as she stared at the sky.

Morgan shrugged. Had the day been gloomy for her? No. That day had actually been rather peaceful. Her only complaint was her restlessness.

�You�re just fidgety,� Morgan argued.

�Of course I am.� Briana sat back against the wall. If Morgan had looked back, she would have seen her sister pout as she glared at the sky. �I�ve been stuck in this cave all day. I�m sick of it.�
Morgan felt a twinge of hut and sadly glanced at her sister. Briana meant that she was tired of being with the pack. Ever since the challenge of the alphas, Briana had been spending less and less time with the pack. Everyone knew that it wouldn�t be long before Briana disappeared all together. Cory had been right, Briana was a rogue.

�You�re going to break Da�s heart,� Morgan whispered.

Briana looked surprised but her features quickly took on a look of anguish.

�I know.�
�You should stay.�
Briana shook her head and stood.

�I don�t belong here, Morgan. In Japan or with the pack.�
�Where then? Ireland?�

Anger flashed in Briana�s eyes before quickly disappearing.

�I don�t know,� and then she went deeper into the cave to sit next to her father.
Morgan�s own anger surfaced but she did not tap it down as her sister had done. Instead, she glared at her angrily. It built up so much that she had to get away. Not from the cave or the pack but from the hurt that would soon befall them.

�I�m going out,� she yelled to the back of the cave and stood.

�But you only have your nightgown on,� someone, probably Ena, yelled back.

�I don�t care,� she answered and took off at a run, barely hearing the pups begging to go out too.
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Sesshoumaru stood outside in the rain. He didn�t want to admit it but the sudden change in weather had caught him off guard. He had smelt the rains coming but he expected nothing more then a gentle sprinkle. He hadn�t expected a downpour.

Normally he would have been home but waiting for Morgan�s answer had been filling his head to the point that he could do nothing but think of her. To waste time, he had gone on a short patrol; combing through his forest for any trespassers. He had found one but it had been nothing more than a raccoon youkai with a broken leg. Obviously, the creature wasn�t there by choice. Sesshoumaru had left the raccoon to heal on his own.
He was almost home when the rains started. He could have quickened his pace and gotten to shelter before the rains got too heavy but the thought of waiting a few more extra hours inside his home was less favorable than being uncomfortable. But clearly, he was in a foul mood.
Even on his patrol, when he should have focusing of the task, he could think of nothing but Morgan. Ever since he kissed her, his dreams had gotten worse and he could get the memory out of his head for more than five minutes. The ache for her had gotten to the point where he had relented to his body�s demands. He hated that. It was weak, primitive, and beneath him. He hated the way Morgan made him feel but he couldn�t wait until the next time he saw her.
He wasn�t too far from her home now. It would be simple to wind up on the path to the cave. He didn�t have to stop and they were probably all in the cave, waiting out the weather so they wouldn�t even see him but maybe he could catch some sense of her. But he had promised to her a weak and he still had a few days to go. If he wanted to prove his worth to her, he had to wait. But why did it have to be so difficult?
Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes as he turned in the direction home. He had sounded like Inuyasha then, when the hanyou had been trying to court the miko. He had wanted to laugh at his brother than but had kept silence to not set off Inuyasha�s short temper. But now Sesshoumaru sounded like him. It was not a pleasing thought.
Sesshoumaru growled at himself and looked up from the path to the trees ahead. Morgan chose that moment to appear.
Sesshoumaru�s breath caught in his throat and he paused where he stood. She too stopped but not because she saw him. She seemed frustrated at something and she was mumbling under her breath in her own language and growling low in her throat. She lightly kicked a loose stone and watched it role. The action seemed to relieve her for her shoulders dropped in submission and she turned her head up to the sky.
Did she not know that her wet gown should everything? It was a flimsy gown that when dry, probably would have hung off her body with little sensuality. There were no sleeves to it, just ties that held it at the shoulders. But when wet, the would be boring garment clung to her like a second skin, showing off all her feminine curls and revealing things that should only be revealed behind concealed doors.

He could see the pink color of her skin beneath the fabric and his gut clenched when his eyes dropped to the round flesh of her buttocks. His heart pounded furiously in his chest and his blood boiled in his veins. The ache he felt for her returned with a vengeance and it took all his willpower to stay where he stood.
He watched her take a deep breath, her shoulders lifting with the task and he watched her back stiffen when she finally caught his scent through the rain. Slowly, like prey turning to find a predator, she turned enough to see him.
Red hair darkened from the rain, clung to her face in wet curls. Her cheeks and nose were red from the chill of the rain and her eyes wide with surprise. She looked like both prey and a forest spirit caught playing. Sesshoumaru�s eyes glowed as he took her in and he growled in pleasure when he realized he could see the slightly darker color of her nibbles. Morgan�s eyes widened even more and she took a step away from him.

He could smell her excitement. Despite her expression she too was being affected by his appearance just as he was about hers. He watched emotions flash across her eyes before settling. Whatever she decided, it gave her courage. She got that look she had when she challenged him in the pond all that time ago and she met his eyes with full composer. Then she faced him completely.
Sesshoumaru�s promise was thrown to the wind. He was no longer going to wait. He was going to get his answer now. Morgan seemed to read his mind. She smirked at him and spread her feet apart and bent her knees slightly. Whether she was going to attack or flee, he didn�t know. Slowly, he raised his hand to the tie that held his armor and undid it. The moment it clashed to the ground, she took off, running through the forest like the devil was on her heals, and she wasn�t wrong.
~
Morgan hadn�t expected to see Sesshoumaru and nor did she really have any intentions to seek him out. All she wanted to was to get away from her frustrations and ease the restlessness that had been inside her all day. She did accomplish one of her task. It didn�t take her long to realize that there was nothing she could do about Briana and that a part of her had known that someday she would take off again. She was still hurt but what did that change? Her sister was going to leave but that didn�t mean she didn�t love them. It just meant she needed something more than the pack could give her.
Coming to terms with that had calmed Morgan. With a gentle kick to a stone as a final release, she had gone to her second task. To ease the restlessness that had only gotten worse the moment she stepped into the rain. Blood was still pumping quickly from the run but her heart wasn�t beating frantically from that simple activity. Its pounding was for no reason and she wanted it to stop.
The rain did feel good on her skin though her gown was severely uncomfortable, and she turned her face to it to feel its chilly bite on her face. It didn�t help her heated blood though and her deep breath had been an attempt to calm it. The feeling she got when she caught Sesshoumaru�s scent and sent a mixture of fire and ice through her system.
By the heavens she had wanted to see him for so long but she knew that with her drenched sleeping gown she might as well had been naked. Only her back was to him but when she looked over her shoulder to look at him, she knew that had been enough to heat his blood. When he growled at her, low and sensual, she instinctively stepped away though heat pooled in her belly.
Watching his nostrils flare as he took in her scent, Morgan knew that he knew it but what was she to do about it now. She wanted him. She loved him and had already decided that after the week was up; she would join him and be his mate. The wait was more as a way to get even for the torment he put her through but looking at him now, that plan was out the door. Now the question was did she want to make him plus herself, wait for those few more days to be over. No, she didn�t. But did she want to give in so easily to that look? No, she wanted to play a little first.
Grabbing hold of her courage that made her challenge him at Inuyasha�s pond, Morgan completely turned and faced the lord. Sesshoumaru wasn�t going to wait any longer for her answer. He was going to take her and if he won her challenge, she was going to let him. She couldn�t help but smirk at his reaction to her challenge and when he untied his armor in response, she took off.
Now she was running through the forest as fast as her legs could carry her. Her challenge was simple. If he caught her, he could have her. No longer was there going to be challenges of will or battles for dominance, just a simple game that lightened their hearts and heated their blood.
He was right behind her. If Morgan slowed or fumbled he would have her but Morgan had memorized these woods and like Sesshoumaru, she knew them like the back of her hand. If she was going to trip on anything, it would be her own gown. She�d rip the lower part of the skirt off if it didn�t mean slowing down but fortunately, the wait of the water kept the material from fluttering too much and kept it mostly clinging to her upper calves.
She felt Sesshoumaru reach for her and in response; she made a quick left turn that had Sesshoumaru sliding almost to a stop in order to stay on her trail. Morgan couldn�t help but laugh. She wasn�t the strongest of her pack and she may have little control of her abilities but she was one of the fastest and she did love to run.
The ground was wet and cold against her bare feet and mud spotted the lower hem of her gown and calves, but she didn�t care. All that mattered was the blood singing in her ears, the heat in her stomach, and Sesshoumaru�s breath on her neck. She could feel his excitement as if it was her own and her heart couldn�t help but jump in response. Gods she wanted him.
She led them to a creek that flowed through the forest. She was intending to slow down just enough for Sesshoumaru to be right behind her and then lead him to the water before making another sharp turn. He would fall into the water giving her more time to put distance between them and prolong the game. But Sesshoumaru sensed her intent and lunged at her the moment she slowed down.
They both fell into the water, Morgan gasping and kicking in an attempt to untangle her legs from the material of her damn gown and get her feet under her but Sesshoumaru was much quicker to recover. With an arm wrapped around her waist he hurled her onto the shore. She didn�t have time to take a breath before he covered her with his body and his mouth was on hers.
Fire, he tasted of fire and Morgan clung to him as she kissed him just as passionately as he was kissing her. She whimpered when he bit her bottom lip but the pain heated her blood more and she ripped open his hoari to better feel his skin against hers.
Sesshoumaru groaned and shifted, settling himself against the �V� of her legs and pushing himself against her. Morgan gasped at what she could feel down there and trembled with both fear and want. She couldn�t help but cradle him with her legs, nor could she help arching against him when his palm began sliding up her leg, under her gown.
No dream had been this intense. Sesshoumaru thought as he felt Morgan whither beneath him. Every part of him ached for her and his senses were filled with her. He could hear the pounding of her heart underneath his chest, taste the salt on her skin as he licked her neck, relishing in her needing whimper when he pressed his teeth against her pulse. Smell the earth on her skin and the arousal in her blood and feel the fire of her need beneath his hands.
She was his now. He had accepted her challenge and won. Morgan was now his and no one else�s. Sesshoumaru growled when the cradle of her legs turned into a cage as she wrapped them around him. The hand that had been resting on her thigh slid down from the action and settle on the round curve of her buttocks. She sighed at the contact and arched up against him, rubbing her breast against his chest.

He couldn�t wait anymore.
Sliding his hand between them, he felt her readiness and growled deep in his throat when he felt how wet and tight she was. Morgan whimpered and arched into his hand, her body demanding more contact. Sesshoumaru was trembling when he undid the tie of hakama and released his erection but his body steeled itself as he pushed inside her.
He felt Morgan stiffen beneath him and felt a moment of regret. He hadn�t fully prepared her and had probably caused her some pain. Youkai females were born with the same piece of skin as human females. A useless membrane meant to symbolize maidenhood but a youkai lifestyle was rough and dangerous. Most lost their maidenhood before they were out of early childhood, the only ones still possessing theirs being the most pampered lady.
Morgan was no lady but she was so tight around him that just the act of her muscles stretching would have caused her some pain and he wasn�t small. Sesshoumaru opened his mouth to utter an apology and was preparing himself to heal to damage he had done but then Morgan softened around him then gently pushed up against him in curiosity. Her muscles stretched around him and caressed him so perfectly that Sesshoumaru couldn�t have stopped the grown that tore from his chest if he wanted to.
Gods she�s so warm and tight, Sesshoumaru thought as he began to move, reveling in Morgan�s startled gasp but quickening the pace as he felt his own need rising. She was almost too warm. She seemed to be made of fire and was burning him while she held him in her arms, in her body. It was almost ironic, that she would have control of water but be made of fire.
Sesshoumaru snarled when he felt Morgan purposely tightened her muscles then he was lost and he surrendered to his needs and wants.
If Morgan had any pain, she didn�t feel it. It had been mostly surprise at Sesshoumaru�s abrupt invasion that made her go rigid in his arms but the feeling of him inside her was so new and so good that she couldn�t help but move under him in an attempt to see what else she could feel. She didn�t think it would have been as good as Sesshoumaru thrusting inside her. No, she couldn�t have made herself feel this good.
He was moving inside her like a starving man, every thrust deep and desperate and aimed more for his own pleasure than her own. Morgan thought back to the complaints she heard from her pack. How their mates would seek their own pleasure and not theirs. Morgan didn�t have any complaints. Every thrust into her body touched some part of her that made her cling to him, made her toes curl, and made needy whimpers spill from her throat.

She felt his hands run up and down her body, trying to touch every piece of her and his movements became more frantic. His palms cupped her breast, his fingers pinched her nipples, and his claws tore through her garment to graze the skin underneath. One hand caressed her bottom while the other buried itself in her hair, forcing her to lift her mouth to Sesshoumaru�s kiss. She felt a fire burning inside her, centering in her lower belly. She arched against him in an attempt to sooth it but Sesshoumaru changed the angle of his thrust and made it much worst. She tore her mouth away from his and gasped, needing and wanting more but not have the ability to voice it. Growls vibrated in her throat but she didn�t care, she bucked against him, begging him to help her.
Sesshoumaru growled back at her, his mouth now on her neck, kissing the skin, licking the salt and pressing his teeth against her pulse. His hand moved between them again. His fingers grazed the area where they were joined before moving to the nub at the top of her sex and started to rub it in sharp little circles. It didn�t take long for her to climax after that.
Morgan cried out into the night air, her body spasm around him as she arched and clung against him, both awed and frightened at her body�s uncontrollable movements. She was barely away of Sesshoumaru�s hand on her hip, holding her to him as he thrust hard against her before releasing his seed inside her. But she was aware of the wetness of his release and trembling of his muscles against her legs.
Sesshoumaru didn�t collapse on top of her but nor did he have the strength to roll off her. Besides, he did not yet want to withdraw from the warmth of her body. Sesshoumaru gently eased himself fully on top of her and sighed when he rested comfortably in his arms. He let out a half growl half purr when she started scratching his scalp, obviously content with his weight on her, and turned his head to her neck to gently kiss her pulse. She made a content little sound and nuzzled him with her cheek.
Morgan had recovered before he could. Sesshoumaru could fell the energy running through her muscles as she gently ran her fingers through his hair. It was almost a blow to his pride but after thinking about it, he realized it was to be expected. After all, he hadn�t built her up to her climax but hurled her into it, and to his dismay, he didn�t give her any real form of foreplay. He had literally, tackled her, lifted up her skirt, and fucked her until he was satisfied. If the chase hadn�t aroused her like it did, he could have really hurt her. Knowing that, Sesshoumaru tightened his arms around her in guilt. He had taken her in the mud. The fact terrified him. Sesshoumaru, the most respected lord had taken his female like an animal.
Sensing his turmoil, Morgan nuzzled his cheek.
�What are you thinking about,� she asked as she rubbed her cheek against his forehead.
Sesshoumaru sighed in content at her affection, glad she wasn�t as troubled as he at the cruelty of their union.
�I could have hurt you,� he answered as he ran his hands up her sides.
She sifted beneath him, not liking where this conversation was leading and trying to get away from the tickling of his claws through the fabric.
�You didn�t,� she assured him and stilled when one of his hands rested over her breast closest to her heart.
�I�ve taken you in the mud,� he stated.
�I�m not complaining,� she answered and nuzzled him again.
Sesshoumaru shifted and rose to where he could look at her. Her eyes were half closed, happy and content, but her hair was matted to her face with both rain and water, and he knew the back of her gown would be caked with it. Her legs were colder from the rain still beating down on them, and her nose was a little pink from it. But even covered it rain and mud, she was still beautiful.
Sesshoumaru caressed her cheek, pushing away the hair that clung to it and warming the flesh.
�I did not claim you properly,� he told her. �You should be in my bed, your body marked with my mouth, your lips swollen from my kisses, your tights trembling from the strain of holding my body as I thrust into you.� Sesshoumaru leaned down to her neck to better smell the spike in her scent. �You would be exhausted from what I did to you but aching for more, aching for me to show you the stars again and again. Not just content and satisfied, you should be burning for me to claim you again.�
Morgan moaned, her body burning to for him to claim her again and she shifted beneath him in an attempt to relieve it. She gasped when the action caused her muscles to tighten around his fully restored arousal. She heard him growl and grab her hips in an attempt to still her, not wanting to claim her in the mud again. She smiled and turned his mouth to her ear.
�Then take me home and claim me properly.�
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