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My Woman	By : scattered-dimensions Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Kouga/Kagome Views: 16033 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Kouga ran as fast as he could, his current weakness forgotten. The feelings welling inside of him, gnashing their teeth, threatening his very life, were too extreme, too conflicting. He was torn, completely ripped apart. His duty to his pack preceded all, no matter the cost to himself, but he had forgotten, for just a moment. For just a moment he even wished to abandon it all, to dishonor himself and disgrace his father. He was upset with himself, but then again, he wasn’t. The price of feeling her skin under his fingertips, the way her honeyed tongue nervously entwined with his was worth any price, even that of his soul. He was hers forever and always, but it couldn’t be.
He could not forget his place. He could not abandon his people. Their lives and protection were his responsibility and as much as it pained him to leave ‘his woman’ once again, he had to. He had promised himself that he would never leave her again. He had convinced himself that she might be able to love him in return; that they might be able to live as one, but that was before the Elders’ edict. The Elders had never been defied for as far back as their histories went. He could not disobey. He could not turn his back on millennias of expected and acceptable behavior. He could not break the ties of who he was or his place among the pack, but…
Kouga slowed to a stop and rested his hands on his knees, his chest heaving from his exertions. His mind’s eye was assaulted by a few months ago, the way they would sit in comfortable silence during their shared meals, the way she would brush her lustrous hair until every strand shone like ebony silk in the morning before he left to go on patrol, the way her eyes would sparkle like the stars in the night sky when she would smile. He thought of her body displayed before him, lithe and writhing with ecstasy as he pleasured her, the way she would move so innocently against him at night, the feel of her sleeping contently in his arms, her skin soft and warm against his. Then there were the images of the dreadful way she clung to him when she had said goodbye, the feel of her body wracking with sobs, the scent of salt, despair and pain, the whispers of his own pack mates at her display, and the agonizing feeling of his heart being ripped from his chest when she disappeared through the chamber doors.
He dug his claws in his raven locks, pulling them unmercifully and howled to the sky. The birds fluttered away and all movement from wildlife stopped, leaving him alone to tumble over the precipice of anguish. He fell to his knees and pounded the ground with his fists again and again. He was oblivious to the snarls that erupted from his throat, oblivious to the fact that he was weeping, oblivious that his knuckles were busted open and caked with bloody mud. He stood suddenly, his eyes wild and dangerous, his hair matted and disheveled. His fists clenched and his claws dug into his palms, lacerating them. He turned his face to the heavens and raised his grisly hands above his head shaking them.
“WHY?! WHY TORMENT ME SO?! WHY BRING HER INTO MY LIFE, MAKE ME LOVE HER AND TAKE HER AWAY?! WHY SET UP IMPOSSIBLE OBSTICLES BETWEEN US?! WHY MUST IT BE THIS WAY?! IS MY SOUL SO BLACK AND TWISTED THAT I DESERVE THIS PUNISHMENT?! HAVE YOU NO MERCY?!” He bellowed, pain and anger lacing through every word.
He snarled and dropped his hands. He knew there would be no answer, there never was. He felt lost and empty. The mighty, strong and fearless Prince of the Eastern Ookami Tribe, Alpha and leader, uniter and warrior, had been defeated. He would continue with his duties, but without her radiance in his life, he was simply a walking corpse, whose body had yet to catch up to the void in his soul. The world had become darker despite the glaring summer sun overhead and he couldn’t even pretend to care. His feet moved forward of their own accord, apathetic and slow. He allowed them to lead him back to his lands without reservation.

“Hell no!” InuYasha yelled.
“Do it! This is your fault and you are going to fix it!” She yelled right back.
“I ain’t done shit! That fuckin’ wolf belongs with his flea bitten kind! Just let him go already!” InuYasha bellowed down at her.
“I won’t just let him go! Take me to him! I know you can smell him!” She yelled matching his tone almost perfectly.
“I told ya, wench; I ain’t going a step further! This is a waste of time! Stop putting yourself through this shit!” He responded, red-faced and angry.
Kagome crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him defiantly. InuYasha never wavered and stood just as stubbornly against the daggers she shot from her eyes.
“Put myself through what, InuYasha?” She asked in a quieter, but still angry voice.
“You put everything you got into anyone who needs something. Then when something happens you are the one who pays the price, ‘cause you can’t let go. You don’t distance yourself from nothing and… Dammit, Kagome. He ain’t worth it. Let’s just go home.” InuYasha said a bit softer.
“You don’t understand. I’m not going to let him go. Kouga needs me and I’m not going to go home and let him continue on the way he is now. Didn’t you see him, ‘Yasha? He’s not himself. He shouldn’t be alone. If you are not going to take me, then I’m going on my own and I’d like to see you stop me.” She declared, her eyes a glistening, muddy steel.
“I understand just fine. I ain’t stup…” InuYasha began.
He was cut off by a soul shattering howl. Kagome was off like a bullet, running as fast as her human legs would carry her in the direction of the sorrowful sound. It was Kouga and she knew it. She cursed her humanity when she stumbled over a gnarled tree root and almost fell. Her instincts were screaming for her to comfort him, to massage a soothing balm on his spiritual wounds, to hold him until all the pain in his life evaporated like the summer rain upon the blades of emerald grass in the heat of the noon day sun. All she had to do was get to him, to see him, to feel him encircled in her arms.
“Oi, Kagome!” InuYasha said from somewhere behind her.
She barely registered him. Her mind was preoccupied with avoiding the many obstructions that the forest floor presented. She heard muffled shouting and pushed herself harder. Her legs burned and she had a stitch in her side, making it uncomfortable to inhale, but she ignored it. She focused solely on the yelling youkai somewhere nearby. She rounded a large tree and caught a glimpse of wispy black against the greens and browns of the surrounding landscape. ‘Kouga.’
She didn’t stop to catch her breath when she felt it catch in her throat; she propelled herself ever closer to him, pushing her way across the ground on liquefied legs. She flung herself at his retreating form, wrapping her arms around whatever body part she could reach and held on for dear life, her strength gone and her trembling legs giving out, sending her crashing to the ground in an exhausted heap.
Kouga stopped in his tracks and looked down at a shaking Kagome enveloping his left leg. Her chest was heaving with ragged breaths and she shook violently against him. He moved to extract himself from her grip, but she tightened her arms and whimpered. That tiny sound shattered his resolve. He settled on the forest floor and gathered her slight form into his lap, burying his nose in her sweaty hair, inhaling deeply. If he was already damned to a life full of pain and loss, it might as well be like this. Kagome lifted her head from his chest and placed a hand on his arm, locking her brown eyes on his.
“D-Don’t g-go…Kou…Kouga. Y-You…have …t-to…” She gasped out through labored breaths.
He remained quiet, just patiently waiting for her to catch her breath and compose herself. He brushed the sweat laden hair away from her glistening, flushed face. Her hair was tangled with twigs and leaves embedded in the damp, ebony mass. Her lips were parted and dry from gulping in the dry, hot air as she ran. Sweat beaded across her brow and streaked down her face, leaving clean lines against the light layer of dirt that spattered her face. She was beautiful. He cupped her cheek and caressed it with his clawed thumb, marveling at the way her face fit so perfectly in his palm. Her breathing slowed and she opened her mouth to speak, but he had other plans.
His lips ghosted gently across hers briefly before pulling away. Her eyes were closed and her lips were pouted from his kiss. He savored this look on her like a rare sugary treat. He felt his soul mend with her feathery weight in his lap and her tiny, soft hand resting on his skin. Her captivating chestnut orbs fluttered open.
“Stay.” She whispered.
He dove to capture her lips again. This time running his tongue along her full bottom lip and delving deep when they parted. He took from her for the first time, lapping up the ambrosia of life she alone held, fueling his soul once again with the light she offered. It was detestable and unforgivable what he was doing, but it felt so right. He stood cradling her in his arms, never breaking their connection and walked further through the trees. She would be his, no question. Damn the consequences, damn the Kamis and their cannibalistic designs, damn the Elders and the neigh sayers, and damn his soul to the fiery pits of Hell. He would have this pure tenshi for his own.

InuYasha watched them from an overhanging branch. He should jump down there and pull them apart, but he couldn’t find it in himself to ruin this moment for Kagome. She never said it to him in so many words, but he knew she was in love with the fleabag. All those years of silent tears and the way she would reverently speak of him didn’t go unnoticed. His only concern was that her affections weren’t reciprocated. Kagome was a uniquely passionate person and InuYasha doubted that anyone could match her level of emotion, much less the wolf. After all, he never came to see her in six years despite his many confessions of love.
Then when the Elders ordered Kagome to leave their lands, he watched his best friend’s heart break, whether she knew what was happening or not, InuYasha did. That dumbass wolf never stood up for her. He never opened his mouth to protest the decision to keep her with him, he just told her he loved her and let her leave with false broken hopes that her mind had yet to understand. To say it pissed InuYasha off would be a sever understatement. He may act like an oblivious baka at times, but when it came to Kagome, he knew her like the hilt of his sword and Kouga had hurt her, albeit indirectly, but still.
Sure he lost his cool earlier. After everything she had been through, the last thing she needed was more heartbreak. He only wanted to protect her, but watching them now without the high of adrenaline coursing through his veins, the way the two of them melted into one another had him questioning his convictions. Maybe he was wrong. Maybe the wolf did actually love Kagome the way she deserved to be loved. InuYasha shook his head and sighed. Kagome had made her choice and it was high time he just gave in. She deserved happiness and to be selfish for once.
‘If this is what you want Kagome, then I’ll back off, but if he hurts you again, I swear to everything that is holy, I will not rest until he is dead.’ He thought as he stealthily slipped from the tree and made his way back to Edo.

Kouga forced his senses away from the delicacy that was Kagome. He continued the deep strokes against her sweet lips as he searched for any other presence in their general area. He felt the mutt, but he was heading in the other direction. Other than that they were in the clear. He didn’t bother to put her on her feet to remove his fur wrap or her Miko garbs. He didn’t even pause in his ministrations as he walked them into the water of a nearby stream. Kagome’s gasp was muffled by his attentive mouth when the cool water lapped against her feet and firm bottom. She pulled her head away and looked around. He just pulled her closer and nuzzled her head.
“Kouga? What are you doing?” She asked in confusion.
“Kagome.” He said huskily, his breath wafting across the shell of her ear.
He felt her shiver and couldn’t help the smirk that spread across his lips. He loved the effect he had on her when he said her name. He could smell the beginning hints of her arousal. How innocent she was and so alluring. He was Hell bound for sure.
“Kagome.” He said again.
He snaked his tongue out and languidly traced the shell of her perfect, rounded ear. She shivered in his arms again and inhaled sharply. He was chest deep in the water now and she pulled slowly away from him to get a better visual of his face. He didn’t let her go far, though. He wrapped his hands around the backs of her thighs and threaded her legs around his waist. She gripped his shoulders to steady herself. He groaned at the feel of her supple body flush against his and captured her lips again. She returned the kiss for a short time before pulling away again. He ignored the confusion in her eyes and trailed nips and kisses down her throat, letting the tip of his tongue flick out every so often to taste the saltiness of her skin. She moaned and squirmed in his grasp. He growled his appreciation of her response.
“K-Kouga?” She gasped out, still not understanding what he wanted from her.
He pulled away from her reluctantly and gave her thighs a light squeeze.
“I love you, Kagome. I need you. Please, love. Mate with me. Be mine forever and in the next life. Bear my mark and my cubs. I swear to you on what is left of my honor that I will never leave you again. I will remain by your side for eternity, loving you and making you happy. You are my life and without you everything is so dark and lifeless. Please, please love me.” He declared hoarsely, barely able to contain the emotion behind his own words.
He saw the tears leak from the corners of her eyes and smelled the pain in her scent. He felt the sky crash down around him. He backed up with her in his arms until he was in shallower water before placing her on her feet and giving her some distance. She brought her clenched fists to her chest above her heart and lowered her gaze to the water. With every sullen drop from her eyes that hit the surface of the translucent stream, he felt his newly rekindled soul chip away, piece by piece. When she turned those soft, beautiful browns on him, he fell to his knees before her, unable to bear the weight upon his shoulders any longer.
“K-Kouga, I can’t. I can’t do that to you. If the Elders found out and they would…” She said sadly.
“So…you know.” He stated simply, voice bland and defeated.
“Saburo told me. It’s bad enough that they brought you to me, but for this to happen… It would be disastrous. I can’t have you do this, to risk yourself and your position for me. Kouga please understand.” She pleaded softly.
“No.” He said suddenly angry.
“What?” She asked, her eyes becoming wide.
“No! I don’t care! Don’t you see, Kagome? What is my life without the one and only woman I love? I want you. I need to have you. You are the breath of life in my meaningless existence. I don’t care what the Elders said, not anymore.” He replied heatedly, never rising from his kneeling position.
“Saburo, Hakkaku, and Ginta are involved in this, too. They’re covering for you. If this happens, they will suffer along with you. Please, Kouga, see reason.” She begged.
“I have been loyal and devoted to the needs of my kin my entire life. Four hundred and sixty five years have I submitted to the ways of old. Where has that gotten me?” He asked fervently.
“You’ve done great things, Kouga. You united all the tribes and…” She started.
“And I’m alone! They pass some fucked up judgment about the most spectacular woman that ever lived and left me to rot the rest of the centuries I have left alone! I refuse to bow to their whims. You are my woman and no one will say differently.”
She opened her mouth to speak, but he cut her off.
“Don’t try to deny it, Kagome. You may not love me, but there is something there. When my hands are on you like this…”
He was on his feet, running his hands across the soaked cloth on her hips, snaking their way up her back and into her hair.
“When my lips dance across yours like this…”
He brought his mouth down to hers and massaged them sensuously, suckling her bottom lip in between his, laving it with his tongue, leaving her breathless.
“When I say your name, Kagome…”
She trembled at his husky, deep voice. His hands were moving again, his lips on her neck. Her mind was overwhelmed by sensation.
“I remember your body weeping for me, Kagome.”
She moaned when his claws lightly grazed her erect nipples through her wet haori.
“I remember the way you flowed so sweetly into my mouth.”
He ran his tongue up her neck and nibbled on her earlobe; causing her skin to prickle and the swirling heat in her abdomen to ignite into a full-fledged burn.
“I want to feel you, Kagome.”
His hands made short work of the ties holding her clothes together. She felt the warm summer wind whip across her naked skin and the lascivious way her tight nipples barely grazed his heated flesh with every heavy breath she took. She was powerless against him when he cupped her breast and licked a scorching trail to suckle the tiny nub there. She arched her back and moaned, grasping his hair in her hands, pulling him closer.
“I want to drive you mad with desire, to feel you around me as I thrust into you.”
He continued licking and kissing his way down her body. She rubbed her thighs together to try and alleviate the ache she had, but it wasn’t enough. She almost screamed when his tongue dipped into her navel.
“I want to hear you scream my name when I make you come, again and again.”
She did scream when he dipped his head lower and pushed that sinful, rough appendage between her slick folds, her every nerve ending crackling with an electric, torturous burn.
“I want to feel your tight little cunt convulse around me as I spill into you, bathing your womb with my seed.”
Her face flamed at his vulgar words. Her breathes were coming in raspy gasps and she could feel her juices leaking down her legs. Kouga’s tongue lapped at the trail on her inner thigh and used his hands to separate her legs, stopping short of her painful need.
“I want to sink my fangs into your flesh while you scream and writhe in my arms while I’m buried in you so deep.”
He gave no warning as he plunged a careful clawed finger deep inside her and latched his lips around her pulsing bundle of nerves. She came, screaming to the top of her lungs, her hands fisting in his hair. She collapsed into his waiting arms shivering and convulsing from the shockwaves of bliss as his chest rumbled and he licked his lips greedily.
“Mine.”
She felt a new wave of heat scorch her insides when he growled that word of possession and he assisted her once again, delving two fingers deep within her and rubbing her sensitive pearl until she tensed and flooded his palm. She buried her face in his neck and her blunt nails dug into his shoulders, trying futily to find an anchor against the overwhelming waves of ecstasy crashing around her from all sides. She was drowning, breath caught in her throat as his fingers continued their assault prolonging her pleasure for what seemed like ages.
Kouga slowed his thrusts as her spasms ceased, but left his fingers inside her, reveling in her tight, succulent warmth. She had fallen bonelessly against his chest, her breathing ragged and desperate. He tilted her face up to his and placed gentle, soft kisses against her swollen lips. She whimpered against him when he slid his fingers from her. It was his turn to shiver with need when she looked up at him with half lidded, glazed eyes. That spark he had seen had exploded and filled those chestnut orbs to bursting. His cock throbbed painfully reminding him of his own needs. He brought his hand between them and removed his pelt. Then grasped her hand in his and moved it toward his length.
“Touch me, Kagome. Feel what you do to me.”
He groaned when her tiny hand wrapped around his length. Her fingers were unable to close all the way around him, but that was okay. The pleasure of feeling her touch alone was enough to almost send him over the edge. He heard her gasp against his chest and applied pressure to her hand, causing her to tighten her hold on him. He guided her hand to stroke him. When she reached his head, he had her enclose her hand around it and twist, smearing the dripping precum around the tip. He growled low in his throat.
“Imagine it, love.”
He bent and nipped at the juncture of her neck and shoulder where he wanted his mark to be, as his hand continued to cover hers while she began to take control of the rhythm.
“This inside you, filling you.”
“K-Kouga, I…I don’t think it will…umm…you know…fit.” She said nervously quiet.
He chuckled at her innocent concern and rested his cheek atop her head and brought his other hand up to stroke her hair lovingly. He stilled their hands and removed hers from him, wrapping his, now free, arm around her bottom and pulling her further into his lap.
“Don’t worry, love. There will be some pain at first, but I promise I will take it away. The things I’ve made you feel already are nothing compared to what I can give you once I’m buried within you.” He said softly.
His words had her mind reeling. She already felt stretched to the limit by his fingers. She couldn’t imagine what that would feel like inside of her. She groaned and felt her stomach twist at the thought. Part of her was oh so willing, but her rational mind was screaming loudly that this was wrong, that she couldn’t allow this to go any further.
“Kagome, love, tell me what you are thinking?” He asked.
She pulled herself away from him and out of his lap to kneel on her own in the water, her back turned to him. She felt him gently extracting the debris from her tangled hair and she watched them float by as she steadied her breathing and steeled her nerves to speak.
“We can’t.” She let out in a choked whispered.
It was a far cry from the strong, willful voice she had prepared herself to use. His claws raked lightly down her back, causing shockwaves to ripple through her body.
“We can.” He countered, his lips finding purchase on the back of her neck.
“Kouga…” She whispered in half-hearted protest.
He groaned against her neck, the vibrations from his chest bled into her making that familiar need ache again.
“That’s it, love. Say my name.” He growled lowly, nipping at the juncture of her neck and smoothing his tongue across the skin.
She moaned when his hands slid around her front and one cupped her womanhood while the other teased her nipple, tugging and twirling it between deft fingers. He rested his mouth close to her ear, his hot breath grazing the shell teasingly, causing her nether regions to clench.
“You want this, Kagome. Tell me you want me.” He whispered.
His hands were working in unison, slowly sending her to the edge of no return. She had never before found a situation like this, one that made it so difficult to form coherent thoughts. Kami he was so wonderfully distracting.
“Tell me you want me inside you. Tell me you want to be with me forever.” His whispering voice demanded.
His hand abandoned her nipple to spread her thighs wider, kneading the skin there while his other hand moved faster against her clit. This was so unfair, but she didn’t have the want or the will to protest. She was moaning constantly now, her head dropping back against his shoulder.
“Tell me you’re my woman. Tell me who you belong to, Kagome.” He growled.
She was panting and wriggling against him, her hands clamped down on his thick thighs. His oscillations were being met by the trusts of her hips. She was so close, almost there. Then he took his hand away. She grasped at his hand frantically trying to pull it back to her dripping center. He nipped her neck in rebuke.
“Please, Kouga. I was going to…I want to…please.” She whimpered against him.
“You want to what, love?” He asked innocently, tilting her head to the side to look into her eyes.
“Please.” She begged.
He smirked, toothily and brought his fingers to tenderly touch her lips.
“I need to hear the words come from these sweet lips, Kagome. I know this is new and overwhelming, but you have to say it. I’ll give you all you want and so much more than you can imagine, just say the words. Tell me what you need, love.” He said as his fingers traced her lips.
She felt the pads of his fingers begin to descend over her chin and down her neck until they came to a stop on the upper swell of her breast. She could feel the heat from his hand so tantalizingly close to her aching nipple, but he moved no further. His other hand slipped higher on her thigh and rested in the crease where her center met her inner thigh. This was slow torture. Kagome warred internally, trying to find some reason that she just knew she had earlier to not continue on this maddening journey, but came up with nothing. She looked deep within his cerulean eyes, seeing the love and lust swirling unbridled on the surface.
“I’m in love with you, Kouga. I want to belong to you, to be your woman. Please.”

A/N: Bout damn time, huh?
I want to thank puppydog and Tassana_Burrfoot for their reviews.
An additional thanks to Tassana for breaking me out of my writer's block. I think this is quite an entertaining means of subjugation, don't you? lol
Thanks to all who've read, reviewed, and voted. I'm working diligently on the next steamy bits. Promise to have it posted soon.
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