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Winter Wind	By : inuyoukai8 Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 39773 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 11
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A/N: Hey everyone sorry to leave you with a cliffy like that. Holiday business and all that. I hope you all have a wonderful holiday season and a bright new year.
Kagome swallowed hard and licked lips suddenly gone dry. What had she gotten herself into? Her wide eyes remained locked on that single part of him for what seemed like an eternity. Her mind whirling like a top. Every snippet of conversation she had ever heard about men and women raced through her head in a maddening loop.
She’d never done this. Had he? Most likely. If the way he kissed was anything to judge by. What if she wasn’t good at this? What if demons and humans were not….erm…compatible in that way? Idiot! Inuyasha was proof they were.
Sesshoumaru watched her carefully in silence. Her every thought was open to him, written clearly on her pale face. She was aroused, curious, and utterly terrified. The first two were quite satisfactory, the last, however was not acceptable. He would have her hold no fear of him whatsoever.
“Kagome…”
Her eyes flew to his. “Yeah?”
“It will be fine.”
That earthy gaze drifted lower again and then back to his eyes. Those molten depths searing the very soul of her. His eyes were faintly tinged with pink and she knew that his beast was likely clamoring inside of him. ‘Stop being a chicken’ she mentally berated herself.
“I…. I don’t know what to do..” she blurted out in a pained whisper.
Clawed fingers found her chin and lifted it, “I shall teach you all that you will ever need to know….with pleasure.”
Kagome felt heat stab in her core at his heated words. She was trembling again, this time for a different reason as Sesshoumaru stepped closer to her. The heat from his long body scorched her as he neared. The wave of his youki lifting to brush against her skin, sending her own powers flaring slightly.
Sesshoumaru drew her closer, pressed her tightly against his body as he ravaged her mouth. His tongue teasing, lapping, and caressing against hers. His claws traced patterns across her back and shoulders, heightening the sensitivity of her skin.
Her small hands slid along his biceps, squeezing hard muscles and then slipped higher to twine around his neck. She lifted herself on her tip toes to press her mouth more hungrily against his. One clawed hand skittered down her back to cup her bottom, offering her support in her precarious stance.
His kisses drew tiny moans and sighs from her lips and Sesshoumaru smirked against her mouth, breaking the kiss to nip and suck along the soft column of her throat. His fangs pressing into the flesh on either side of the large blue vein visible beneath the surface. His tongue pressed hot, wet circles to the rapid pulse there.
Kagome’s head fell to the side giving him more access and threaded her fingers through the silver wealth of his hair, holding him closer to her. Those fangs, which could rip and shred brought only searingly sweet pleasure to her.
“Sesshoumaru…”she whispered as his hand closed over the globe of one breast, fingers and claws teasing and stroking. Pinching down on the tight little bud until she cried out with elation. Slowly, he lifted her against him, her legs sliding around his waist as he moved them to the edge of the great bed.
Kagome felt the air move past her as they descended to the soft, silk covered surface. The material cool and almost slick against her heated back. His weight pressed against her, breasts flattening against his chest. Her nipples were hardened pebbles now, his every motion abrading them in the most delightful ways.
His mouth moved over her collarbone, then to the soft swell of her breasts. He pressed a reverent kiss to the valley between them as his left hand slid over her hip. Kagome was sweet, as though her flesh were a confection made for him. Her responses were honest and fresh. Not contrived as so many courtesans had tried to be. As though he, the great Sesshoumaru wouldn’t know the difference.
For Kagome, his woman, he would employ all of his considerable talents. He trailed his tongue in circles around her nipple, drawing ever closer to the straining pink peak. Her hips were slowly starting to move against him. He latched onto her nipple and suckled greedily, alternating between soft, sweet laps and hard, lust pulls. Kagome clutched his head to her and cried out at the sensation.
His clawed fingers slid over the tender flesh of her inner thigh, fingertips brushing against the wetness he had caused. Her lips were smooth and slick with her want. He found he quite liked that. He pressed his thumb against the hard pebble of her clit, rolling the pad of his finger over the tender nub. She arched against his hand.
Sesshoumaru groaned as he slid one long finger into her depths, then two. She was so tight around his fingers! He worked her, feeling her hips move against his hand as she chased her pleasure. He felt no membrane within and nearly sighed in relief. It was one less painful thing he could visit on her. His mouth moved in heated kisses against her stomach, his tongue like hot velvet. He soothed little nips with that dexterous muscle as he moved lower.
Kagome tensed. She had heard of people doing this. What if he didn’t like it? Wasn’t that dirty? Sesshoumaru felt the tension on her limbs and growled softly against the swell of her stomach. “I must have all of you” he told her, “I must touch and taste you.”
She could form no denial as he shouldered his way between her slim thighs. His tongue lashes out against the soaking folds and she sucked in a harsh breath. When he pressed his tongue hard against the underside of her pearl, she released that breath with a wail.
Sesshoumaru tasted the salted flavor of her, felt the silken slide of her juices against his mouth and moaned into her core. She was divinity in the flesh. He ate at her like a man starved, his tongue pressed and flickering, swirling over the bead of her desire. He even wrote his name on the very heart of her sex.
Kagome felt her body tighten, her arms and legs shuddered beyond her control. Breath and thought were distant memories to her now. Everything had narrowed to the wet sounds between her legs and the hot mouth that was threatening to burn her alive. Her lower back began to ache slightly, her stomach drew tight and then, that slow, smoldering burn on her abdomen burst to brilliant life and she cried out his name.
Sesshoumaru listened to her call his name like broken prayers in the stillness of the night as he lapped at her release. Before her body ceased trembling from orgasm, he slid up the length of her body and fitted himself against her opening.
“I will have you now.” He growled to her, easing his hips forward. He rocked against her, feeding more of himself into her spasming channel with each thrust until he was completely seated. She had stiffened around him, tiny human nails pressing sharply into his back at the pain of his intrusion. She’d had no maidenhead, but her rough and tumble travel days would have made that a long lost memory. He growled softly in his throat as the feeling of her encasing his hard length like a tight, wet fist, and at her tension.
“Does it hurt?” he asked. It likely did, for he was not small, and she was new. She grimaced slightly.
“A little, more uncomfortable, I feel too full.” She admitted and he pressed himself tight against her in response.
“I will help you like this.” He promised. He began to move then, slow, undulating motions that eased her body and ignited her passions once more. Her slickness made his motions smooth and Sesshoumaru dropped his head to rest his brow against hers. “You feel so good on me.”
Her body tightened at his words, his hand slid between them to tease her pearl, building her back up as he moved harder against her.
Kagome felt every hard inch of him sliding in and out of her. The heated friction making her gasp and whimper. Her body welcoming him now, trying to greedily suck him back in when he retreated. She clung to him, lifting her hips to meet his thrusts, reveling in the harsh sound grunts and moans that her actions drew from him. That shimmering flower of flame within her was getting ready to burst again.
Her arms tightened on him, “Oh…. I…. oh!” Sesshoumaru felt her body flutter around him, and pinned her wrists above her head.
“Let go Kagome.” He urged, catching her mouth in a dizzying kiss that sent her spiraling headlong into her second orgasm of the night. Her body clamped down hard on him and he groaned.
Her nails skittered over his back and shoulders, and her head was pressed back against the pillows as he pounded her into the bedding. She moaned and cried out for him, urging him on. He met her gaze, his eyes a darker pink now.
“I am close” he rasped to her, “I want to mark you when I come.” She nodded as best she could and turned her head to the side as he continued to move. Sesshoumaru licked the curve of her throat, and when his furious movements became disjointed and frantic, he bit down hard.
Kagome felt the sharp points of his fangs puncture her flesh and then his tongue was soothing the hurt, but the sensation made her sob as a third and violent release swept through her. Deep inside of her body, she felt the thumping of his length, and then the hot spurts that filled her. Sesshoumaru locked them tightly together as he rode out the aftermath of his release. Her throat still caught in his jaws, her blood on his tongue, her scent on his body and her fluttering core filled with his seed.
Gently he released her throat, lapped at the clean punctures there. Her bleeding had slowed, it was very nearly stopped. His youki working to heal the bite quickly, to leave only that lovely scar of his possession behind. Kagome’s eyes were closed, her heart still racing against his chest. Her breathing was ragged and her body carried a fine sheen of sweat. It also positively reeked of him, which pleased him greatly.
He kissed her gently on the mouth and her eyes fluttered open. She smiled softly, her expression tired. “You are in no pain?” he asked. She shook her head, cheeks turning pinker than her current flush.
“I feel… wonderful.” Her brow furrowed then, “And tired, a little dizzy.” She was now Lady of the West. They had done this all backwards she supposed but there were few demons who would or could challenge him on this.
He nodded, “All of this is normal, your body is adjusting to the mark. Sleep a while. Once you have rested we will bathe.”
She nodded, letting him curl around her, his warmth delicious to her and let herself drift in dreams. From far away she heard him whisper, “We shall send the announcement at first light." She nodded, felt him kiss her mark and then darkness took her in peaceful slumber.
Sesshoumaru watched her sleep for long minutes. This lovely creature was his own now. His mate. His human mate. His fragile human mate. Pulling her closer to himself Sesshoumaru settled down for a small nap before dawn. Tomorrow, once the announcment had been sent, he would seek out old Bokseno to see find the answer to her mortality. For now, life without her, would not be appealing.
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