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Demon of the West	By : SohmaStar Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 27360 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Demon of the West

By: Sohma Star

     Sesshoumaru's demon was raging. His chosen female had accepted his seed and was growing round with his pup, her belly ripening even now as he waited wrapped in the shadows of Sesshoumaru's chains. Yet she still rejected his touch and his presence. It was normal for a female to require adjustment time, especially under the circumstances which this breeding took place. This female, however had made it clear on multiple occasions that she had no intention of adjusting.
     To make matters worse his other half also refused to budge on the matter. True enough he had taken the female against her will and bedded her in a heat spawned frenzy without permission from his other half, but this still did not change the fact she was pupped with his soon to be first born. The beast yearned to establish a bond with the unborn pup by rutting with the female and saturating her inside and out with his scent. She should be soaked in his seed at all times during the pregnancy, pleasuring his manhood and suckling his seed from his engorged shaft. Thoughts alone made his blood burn with need. He struggled against his shackles moaning with unmet desire, his body burned. The other two parties involved however kept his fantasy from materializing. He jerked his chains sharply, snarling in frustration, his ire seeping into the consciousness of Sesshoumaru.
     A reddish hue bled into his vision and he rubbed his temples in frustration. His demon wanted his freedom. Normally this wouldn't be a problem his demon had frequently been given control in the past to hunt or eradicate enemies, unfortunately the last time he had given in to the desperate pleas of his beast he had bedded a human. Worse yet his brother's harlot. On a better note he had not marked the woman so after the pup was born and weaned he could return her and never have to deal with her again. The hanyou pup he'd be stuck with, honor denied him the right to kill the perversion of nature.
     The demon's unmet demands burned in the back of his mind. He saw his demon's memories of the rutting. He felt the softness of her skin, tasted the sweetness of her blood, and reveled in the tightness of her cunt sliding around his shaft. His body felt like it was on fire his member was erect, hard, and ready, precum seeping from it's tip. His balls ached his blood boiled and still he would not give in to the demands of his beast. He gave up on trying to work, his demon would give him no peace, instead he decided to go sate himself with one of his demon bitches and hopefully that would cool his beast down.
     Sesshoumaru left his study and set out to find a bitch to bed. He entered the palace seraglio and his eyes ran over the latest editions to his harem. His harem consisted of approximately fifty demon concubines They were all of noble birth, daughters of wealthy aristocrats, sent to curry favor or in a attempt to grab power as the Lady of the West. A few of his concubines were war trophies taken to secure peace and prevent further uprisings in troubled areas. Sesshoumaru currently has no legal mate.
     His eyes roam over the beautiful bitches in his collection the majority of them still pure. His demon unusually informed him when it needed to rut and took control, this system however rarely involved his harem since his demon preferred conquests outside of the place. Another reason so many in his harem remain untouched is the inuyoukai reproductive cycle. When a bitch is bred for the first time she with go into heat and nearly always end up pupped. Sesshoumaru did not desire any bastard pups although thanks to his beast he would have not only a bastard pup, but a bastard hanyou pup. He calmed his ire and used his sensitive nose to sift through the scents in the seraglio. Finally, he selects a bitch. She is a young cinnamon colored inuyokai with short curly hair and emerald eyes, this will be her first time.
     The cinnamon colored inu bitch follows Sesshoumaru to the rutting chambers. Once there she nervously pulls the curtains and drops her robes. Uncertainty lingers in her eyes. Sesshoumaru reclines on the raised sofa-like futon he beckons her over and directs her to remove his garments as well. She unties his obi and peels his moist hardened manhood from his silken hakamas. Her small curious hand runs down its firm velvet length. A low rumbling growl vibrates out of him as his body begins to relax accepting the pleasure his bitch is giving him. She draws his member into her mouth and begins suckling his precum swirling her tongue around the tip and dragging his length deeper into her throat. Her cinnamon curls bounce wildly around her face as she rapidly bobs her head hoping to please her master. He grasps her hair and thrusts his length deeper into her mouth. She chokes in surprise at the force and depth. Her head is slamming violently up and down as her tongue tries to keep up with her master's demands. His precum is flowing freely now coating her mouth with its salty taste she swallows and gasps dragging in what air she can between thrusts. His rhythm finally breaks and his hot seed speeds down her throat. She continues the suckle and lick his now deflated shaft until it begins to rise again. Sesshoumaru stops her now drawing his member from her mouth and rising. Her body is pushed on all fours and he approaches her from behind.
     His member slides against her engorged folds dripping with arousal juices. The bitches cunt is ready and waiting. He rubs he member against her drawing wanton moans from his bitch sliding partially in before removing himself and repeating as the cinnamon bitch writhes and begs to feel his shaft inside her.
     His target changes abruptly and he penetrates her ass forcing his shaft in completely stretching her with his girth, a small amount of blood trickles down his member as he begins to move. Pulling out and slamming back in his full length ravages her virgin ass. Tears run down her cheeks, she's afraid, it hurts. Her heart flutters like a panicked bird tainting her scent with pain and fear. Sesshoumaru's demon refuses to take part, snorting at the scent of the cinnamon bitch. His knot forms and he pours his burning seed into the bitches ass they stay locked together for a few minutes as the blood leaves his bulb.
     Still he is not satisfied. He mounts his bitch again and slides his bloody shaft from her bruised ass into her juicy virgin core, she inhales sharply at the change, she feels a slight pain as her hymen is torn and more of her blood and juices flood his shaft. He glides in and out of her tight passage reveling in the silken cunt housing his member his pace builds faster and faster, deeper and harder he thrusts until she climaxes raining her juices down on his shaft she cries out in ecstasy, her cunt convulsing around his member. He continues to fuck her, ramming his full lengh in and out of her soaked core. His beast, less than pleased with his current indulgence, begins to share memories of the ningen hunt fragmented images of her struggling beneath him, his groans as he emptied his seed in her for the third time, the more his beast shows him the rougher his handling of the cinnamon bitch becomes. His body still yearns for the nigen, his beast wants her as well, his mind is the only opposition and his grasp was slipping.
     He pulls his shaft from his cinnamon bitch before his knot can form pouring his seed on futon and floor. His claws rake her sides as he savors his release. The cinnamon inu lay gasping and bleeding her soft curls sticking to the perspiration on her face. Sesshoumaru's eyes examine the cinnamon inu her ragged breathing and delicate scent were nothing compared to the memories of the ningen his demon bewitched him with. He grinds his teeth as he feels his member spring back to life. The cinnamon bitch too spent to move stares with wide eyes in disbelief. He dismisses his bitch and retires to his hot spring to wash the scent of rutting from his person.
     Even breeding with an attractive inu bitch had not cooled his loins. He was beginning to relent. His demon had already pupped her. What further harm could it do? True the female was not receptive, but his honor had already been smeared the first time his demon took her without her consent. Demon law stated that females were property. She was with his pup which meant she was his until she birthed, and weaned the pup at the very least. After the pup came he didn't have to release her. If he wished it she could be forced to join his harem, this would also clear his honor for the most part. He would take responsibility for her lost virtue, an idea which appealed greatly to his beast.
     He rose from his bath and dried himself. Claiming a clean robe from his wardrobe he dressed lightly and headed in the direction of Kagome's room. He would rut with the ningen and tell her of her new status. His beast was purring with excitement.
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