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She Who the Prophecy Foretold	By : SunsetMiko Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 29224 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Chapter 49 – Big Surprise in a Little Package, Feudal Make-Out Point

It took quite a while for Kagome to convince the Western Lord to let her down from the tree. If he had his way, he would have kept her there all day long, but when she started threatening to purify him piece by piece, he finally gave in. She had something she wanted to do. They knew for sure, now, that the marks gave the pups, Shippo, and Inuyasha automatic protection from purifying arrows, but she was insanely curious if they could use it in any other ways.
She decided to test them by explaining how to do certain things, and then seeing if they could replicate them. When she entered the clearing they claimed as their camp, she called the boys over to her. Rin came along, not wanting to be left out, and Isamu and Yuudai had woke just a bit before and joined the semi-circle of children surrounding the miko. Sesshoumaru had refused to release her, so she sat in his lap, not really minding the closeness.
“All right guys, I want to see if the mark gave you more than just a barrier. You all up for trying?” She watched as they nodded, looking honestly excited, while Rin looked rather dejected, as she would not be able to participate. “Okay, first, let’s see if you can form a barrier consciously.”
She explained how she focused her energy and directed her powers to form a barrier, demonstrating by surrounding the group with a shimmering pink dome. Then, one by one, the boys tried to do as she directed. Akihiro managed a small, weak shield that fell almost immediately, and none of the others had any success at all.
“Don’t feel bad. I couldn’t do it for a long time. Kaede and I practiced for months before I could manage to make one last a few minutes. How about healing?” Kagome took hold of Sesshoumaru’s hand where it rested over her abdomen and, before anyone realized what she was doing, she cut a gash across her forearm with one of his claws.
Sesshoumaru was shocked as he felt his claw rip through her flesh, the scent of her blood drawing the attention of his beast. “Kagome, why did you…” She merely hushed him, and he did his best to remain calm while holding back his blood beast, assuring him that she would be fine. He would sit back and watch what she intended to do.
The children all gasped as they watched their Mama cut herself with their father’s claw. The scent of her blood flooded the clearing as the thick red fluid slid down her arm and dripped onto the ground. In an instant Kazue, Kirara, and Ah Un were approaching to investigate, while the miko’s hanyou rushed to her side.
“What the hell, Sesshoumaru?!?!” Inuyasha was furious and confused at the same time. It was obvious it had been Sesshoumaru who cut her, as her blood still clung to the tip of his razor sharp claw, and yet she sat there as if everything was fine.
“Calm down, Inuyasha. I did it, and I’m fine. I’m trying to see if the boys can use the power I gave them in any way. You should try, too. Join us.” He looked at her hesitantly, still upset as her blood continued to flow. “Oh, don’t make me say it, Inuyasha.” He grumbled but lowered himself to sit at her side, cross-legged with his arms folded in the flowing sleeves of his haori.
“Okay, now, to heal, you focus on the desire to heal while calling forth the power.” They watched as her right hand glowed pink, and she slid it over the gash in her left arm. It healed instantly. She reached for Sesshoumaru’s hand once again, but he pulled it back. “Oh, come on. I’m not really hurting myself or anything.” He refused to comply, holding his arm behind his back. “Fine, damn it.” She growled deep in her throat and shut her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, she ran her own human nails across her left arm, leaving four bloody gashes behind and causing Sesshoumaru to grasp her right hand and closely inspect it.
It was as he had suspected. Instead of her normal, useless human nails, she had claws tipping each slender finger. “How did you do that, Kagome?”
“I don’t really know. I just got frustrated, and then I felt them grow.” They all watched as the claws receded into dull fingernails once more. “Probably just one more thing that’s changing because of your youki. Anyway, now is not the time to worry about that. I’m bleeding here, and no one is trying to heal me! Come on boys; close your eyes and focus.”
She watched as each did as they were told and studied their hands. Hisoka and Hitoshi managed a fairly bright glow, but when they held their hand over the wounds, they didn’t close. Yuudai got a flicker that went out almost immediately. Inuyasha tried as well, but found it very hard to concentrate with the scent of her blood in the air.
Behind her, Sesshoumaru’s struggle with his beast was getting more and more difficult. His beast and his instincts were screaming at him to lick the blood from her arm and heal her wounds with his saliva, but he knew that she would only reopen the cuts if he did. The boys were getting worried and Shippo finally produced a pink glow. When he held his little paws over the gashes, the bleeding slowed and the wounds decreased slightly in size, but they did not heal completely.
It was then that two little hands reached out with a glow rivaling that of Kagome, and the wounds healed immediately and completely, shocking everyone, as Sango, Miroku, and Jaken had decided to observe the experiments, as well. They couldn’t believe who had successfully healed the miko.
“Rin, how did you do that?” Kagome asked in wonder.
“Rin doesn’t really know. Rin concentrated like you said, Mama, and it worked.” Everyone regarded the little human girl from which none had ever sensed any holy powers before.
“Try to make a barrier,” Kagome requested gently. She watched as Rin closed her eyes and a shimmering light purplish barrier formed around the group. It held strong as Kagome reached out to touch it. Miroku examined it as well, and they both found it to be solid. “Rin, have you ever done anything like that before?”
“No. Why, Mama? Did Rin do something wrong?”
“Oh, no, sweetie! It’s just that we didn’t know you had miko powers, too.”
The little girl furrowed her eyebrows. “Rin has what?”
Kagome giggled, and Sesshoumaru decided to answer. “What Kagome is saying, Rin, is that you have powers like both she and the elder miko in the village have. Although, how it is possible for you to have housed such powers without my knowledge all this time is beyond this Sesshoumaru.”
“You were born with the same powers as I was. I bet you could even shoot a purifying arrow if you tried.”
Rin’s eyes widened. “You mean Rin is special like Mama?”
“Yes, Rin, you most certainly are. You can help me practice with the boys and Inuyasha. Maybe you can explain how it feels for you. It might help them. It isn’t something that can be shown as much as something that is learned through feel and lots of practice.”
The miko squirmed in the demon lord’s lap as he had pulled her arm to his lips, licking the blood that had run down her wrist and hand, sucking gently at each of her fingertips, intent on not missing a drop. He couldn’t help it. He fought for as long as he could, but in the end, the pull of his instincts was too great. “Sesshoumaru, that tickles!” She started to laugh as she felt an ‘Hn’ come from him without removing her finger from his mouth.
Once he had cleaned every speck of her delicious blood from her sweet, silky skin, he slid her carefully from his lap and rose, pulling her up after him. “You may continue to practice with your new power or get in some training. Isamu, Yuudai, when we return we will speak on your punishment.”
“And where are we going?” Kagome asked while quirking up a brow. She let out an “Eep,” as he gave her soft ass a squeeze before lifting her off the ground. Just as he had intended, her legs wrapped around him, and he began to walk away. “Hey! Don’t I get a say in this?”
He smirked at her, but did not slow. “No. Not this time.”
The others watched as the two disappeared into the surrounding forest. Miroku was the first to speak. “I wonder what that was about.” Sango nodded her agreement. She had no idea what just occurred.
Inuyasha chuckled for a moment before deciding to enlighten his human friends. “The scent of her blood called to his beast. I’m willing to bet he needed some private time to calm it, and only Kagome can really do that anymore. She asked for it, honestly, letting herself bleed like that in front of him. Am I the only one that saw him fighting not to grab her arm and lick it clean? And, eventually, he lost.”
“I never believed I would see the day. The hanyou actually said something mildly intelligent.” Jaken hadn’t meant to say that out loud. In fact, he didn’t even realize he did until he heard the rumbling growl from the quite insulted hanyou. “I mean… I didn’t… I…” The toad demon was silenced by a fist bonking him firmly on the head, his bulging yellow eyes rolling back in his head as he fell to the ground, a lump rising immediately.
“Fucking Jaken,” Inuyasha muttered. “At least he’ll be quiet for a while.” The monk merely chuckled, and Sango shook her head before the two returned to their seats by the fire. The children stayed where they sat, each concentrating and focusing in an attempt to call up their power. Every now and then, they asked Rin a question, how it felt, what exactly she thought when calling the power that worked for her. She was happy to finally be able to help them with something and enjoyed the whole thing immensely. Inuyasha watched them for a while before taking up his usual position in a tree overlooking the camp.
~ SWtPF~
“Sesshoumaru, are you all right?” He had been carrying her for a while now and, as he walked, she had been watching him. Something seemed off. His eyes held traces of red and his whole face looked as if he was engaged in a tedious battle to keep it expressionless.
He was, in fact, engaged in a battle of wills with his inner inu. The scent of her blood had tantalized the beast, as well as bringing his natural protective instincts to the forefront of his mind. When he had finally given in, it wasn’t enough. He needed more, and his beast seemed intent on making him suffer for every single drop of blood that had fallen to the ground, wasted.
He still wasn’t anywhere near over her death the day before, and wasn’t sure if he ever would be. The feelings that had flooded through him as she left him and the world of the living had been overwhelming. Before that moment, he thought he knew what love was, and he thought he loved her as much as would ever be possible. But in the seconds after her breathing and heartbeat stopped, and after the mark cut their connection, he learned something that had taken him by surprise.
He could feel every cell in his body scream in pain and loss. He completely lost the will to do anything. He didn’t want to do anything if he couldn’t do it with her by his side. He had lost the will to live, even the will to breathe. That was when he realized just how much he really loved her, how deep and all encompassing it was.
When she returned to him, he knew that he would never be able to survive if she left him again. It was as if Kagome was the sun. Without the warmth of her love, without her scent, her smile, her laugh, without her touch and her very presence, he would freeze over and everything that he was would perish in the bitter cold and darkness that would be left without her light.
He needed to hold her, touch her, kiss her, taste her; whatever he could do to assure himself of her presence, of her safety and her life. That was why he carried her out of camp. He couldn’t let the others see him so weak, but her, he could let her see his weakness and his fears, and she would never judge him for it. So, he walked and walked, carrying the most precious cargo while fighting with his beast inside his head.
‘More! Let me out! I want to taste her sweet blood. I want to feel her soft lips. I want to touch her, to love her, to make her ours!’
‘You will wait. She is not yet ready to mate.’
‘She would have been if you hadn’t embarrassed her by announcing your intent to do so in front of the whole pack! And now she says ‘perhaps’?’
‘This Sesshoumaru believes that she did not mean that.’
‘But you’re not sure! She said she might reject us!’
‘She is destined for this Sesshoumaru. She will not reject us.’
‘Then ask her!’
‘Now is not the time. There are things she must know before I can ask permission to court her.’
‘But…’
‘I must also ask for the permission of her family, her mother and grandfather.’
‘But, you’re not even sure if the beads will work!’
‘If they do not, this Sesshoumaru will find another way.’
Kagome was still staring intently as his eyes swirled, entranced by the sight. It looked as if blood was being stirred into molten liquid gold, the two acting like oil and water, pushing against each other but refusing to mix. It was an absolutely breathtaking sight and she had completely forgotten that she asked him a question at all, let alone that she hadn’t received an answer.
After several minutes, she finally managed to drag herself out of the trance she had slipped into and she called out to him again. “Sesshoumaru?” Determined to get his attention this time, she placed her hand on his right cheek while nuzzling her face into the left side of his throat. She allowed her tongue to slip out and slide across his pale skin, focusing her attentions where she could feel his pulse, feeling every beat of his heart. She heard him moan softly, nearly silently, and she smirked against him.
Encouraged, she began placing open-mouthed kisses up his throat to his ear, where she gently traced the edge of the pointed and obviously demonic appendage. There was a low growl rumbling in his chest now, as he was unable to restrain himself under the pressure of his beast and her attention. He fought just to walk straight as he continued on, much slower than before. Meanwhile, she kissed her way back down to his pulse. Struck by an instant of inspiration, she dragged her blunt human teeth down his throat, quite pleased with the shudder that she incited.
He didn’t know what made her decide to do any of it, but he didn’t really care, either. The way she kissed and licked at him was incredible, but it was the teeth that pushed him over the edge. He stopped walking, looking around for a moment as he extended his senses, before erecting a barrier. He smirked inwardly at the thought.
The barrier wasn’t the only thing erect. He was, too, painfully so, and he shifted her body slightly against him in an attempt to find a more comfortable position and, hopefully, keep her from realizing just how much she had affected him. Of course, it didn’t quite work out that way. Instead of hiding his long, rock solid, throbbing erection, he drew her attention to it.
She felt the hard length pressing against her, trapped between her body and his. Without thinking, she ground her hips against him, biting back a moan at the feel of him rubbing her in just the right spot.
He groaned aloud as she rocked her hips against him. He was absolutely dying to touch her, and to have her touch him. He closed his eyes for a moment, envisioning the same scene, the same position, only with a great deal less clothing. “Ka… goh… me,” he gasped against her.
“Hmmm?” she murmured into his neck, before dragging her teeth down the length of his throat again.
“You… I… uuhggh,” he groaned again. “You have to… stop… moving.” His hand was still on her ass and he pulled her closer to him in an attempt to still her, to keep her from continuing that incredible rocking of her hips.
~ SWtPF~
Sango had been thinking about how she could nudge the monk in the right direction without coming right out and telling him that she knew his secrets, that Kirara had told her everything. It was rather difficult but, eventually, she decided to do something Kagome had done many times with Inuyasha. She would talk to him in the hypothetical.
“Miroku?”
“Yes, my dearest Sango?” He shifted where he sat beside her so he could see her face.
“If one of us were to die in a battle, would you wish you had never met them so that you could have avoided the pain?”
“What? Sango, why are you…”
Sango interrupted him. “I was thinking, the way we live, always being attacked and fighting demons, don’t you think we should make the most out of every day we have?”
He studied at her closely, rather confused as to what had caused her to be thinking about their situation the way she was. “Well, yes, I suppose you’re right. We have no guarantee that we will make it through the next fight, or that we will even see tomorrow.”
“So, then, if there was something you wanted to do, you should do it, right? If you want to say something, you should say it.”
“That is one way to look at it. If we hold back what we wish to say or do, we may never get the chance.”
“Exactly. And we know that we could die any day, so every day we all spend together is one more blessing, one more chance to live.”
“Sango, why are you…”
“It’s just, I was thinking about how I would feel if any of us died. It would hurt, but not so much that it would make me wish we had never met to begin with. The time we spend together is worth the risk of pain later.”
“Yes, I feel the same way.”
“Really, Miroku? Are you saying and doing the things you want to or are you holding back?” She didn’t give him a chance to respond as she rose, scooping Kirara up in her arms as she went, before walking away and sitting near the boys, where they still practiced with Rin.
He was incredibly confused. She was absolutely right. Every day was a blessing and they should really live it. Maybe he was wrong in trying to shield her from the pain of his death. Maybe she would want to be with him, even if it was only for a short time. But the way she was talking, it was almost as if she knew exactly what he was doing, as if she knew his secret, but that wasn’t possible. He had only spoken the words aloud to Kirara and he really doubted that she shared his secrets with Shippo or Sesshoumaru, so there was no way it could have gotten to Sango.
She had definitely given him something to think about. Was it really fair to either of them if he kept his secret to protect her from more loss? Especially when she had just said that their time together was worth the possibility of pain in the future? Perhaps he should give her the choice. Maybe he should confess his love and let her decide.
The fear of rejection bounced around his mind. What if he told her and she didn’t feel the same? Would it ruin what they had now? Would it make things uncomfortable for the group? Would she still be his friend or would she turn away from him completely? Maybe he hadn’t just been shielding her, after all. Maybe he was trying to shield himself, too. Either way, he had a lot of thinking to do.
~ SWtPF~
“Why?” she whispered into his ear before sucking the lobe into her mouth, biting down gently and tugging slightly. When he moaned aloud for her, she repeated the action and received a similar and just as pleasing response.
“Kagome… Oh, you have to stop… that. There are some… things… I need to… talk to… mmmmm… you about.”
She pouted, but pulled back from his neck to look at him. “Are you all right? You know how many times I called your name, and you never even blinked? I had to get your attention somehow.”
“And you did an excellent job, I must say.” She giggled softly and he smirked at her. “As much as I enjoyed it, though, there are things we must discuss, things that you do not yet understand.”
“All right. Is something wrong?”
“No, Kagome, nothing is wrong. There are just some things about my nature I feel it necessary to explain.” He moved, with her still wrapped around him, and gracefully lowered himself to the ground to lean against a tree trunk. She shifted slightly so her legs wouldn’t be pinned between his back and the tree, before looking into his eyes and waiting. Sesshoumaru let out a sigh, unsure of how to begin. “What do you understand about my blood beast?”
She thought for a moment before replying. “Well, I know that you can lose control to it and that a demon lost to its blood beast is dangerous. Except that yours isn’t to me.”
“It is very similar to there being two separate entities in my mind. The beast is more impulsive, more passionate, and more deadly, and I have trained long and hard to be able to keep him locked away so that I can maintain control. I suppose you could say that I am the more civilized half while he is driven by instinct and is much less rational.” He studied at her, trying to determine if she understood.
“In many demons, it is the beast that chooses who they mate, as it can very often identify their future mate by scent alone. From the first time I laid eyes on you, he has been insisting that you were made for us. At first, I tried to deny it but, eventually, I came to see that he was right.”
“So, it’s like you have a split personality?” He nodded. “That must get confusing. He talks to you in your head like I can?”
“Yes, but more and more often as of late, he has been able to break down some of the barriers I have built to hold him back.”
“Really? But why?”
“You, Kagome. He wants you, more than I can even begin to explain. Our inu instincts want for us to claim you, mark you, and mate you to ensure no one can ever take you from us again. And yesterday when you were bitten, he managed to grasp full control. He desired so greatly to kill the one that injured you that he broke free of all the mental locks and chains that hold him, and he has yet to fully release control. It’s like he’s floating just under the surface, waiting to get out.”
“What happens if he does?”
“He would never hurt you, if that’s what you are asking. Your presence soothes him and makes it so that I can keep control, but when you cut yourself, your blood was too much. Neither of us can stand to see you injured and neither of us can resist the taste of it. You cannot do that again unless you wish to find yourself beneath me while I savor the delicious blood escaping you. I can only fight against him and my instincts for so long before I will lose the battle and do as I did earlier. Part of me does not even desire to fight it.”
“So, that’s why your eyes look like that? The swirling red and gold is the two of you struggling for control?” He nodded. “Tell me more about inu instincts.”
“Is there something specific you wish to know?”
“Not necessarily. I just want to understand you better, and your instincts are a big part of who you are and how you act.”
“As you wish. Well, inu are very pack oriented. Protecting and providing for the pack are the top priorities. We are very affectionate,” he nuzzled his face into her hair, “which is why this Sesshoumaru cannot keep my hands off of you. Kami, Kagome, you smell so good.”
“What do I smell like?” she asked while tilting her head to the side, causing him to growl his pleasure at her submission.
“You smell like strawberries and cream, laced with magic and power. It seems as if you have some inu instinct in you, as well.”
“What do you mean?”
“What you just did, tilting your head like that, baring your neck to me, is a sign of submission, that you are accepting my dominance over you. It is also a sign of trust, as by doing so, you are exposing a very vulnerable part of your body to my fangs. I could tear your throat out in an instant, but you trust that I will not. How did you know to do so?”
“I don’t know,” she said softly, enjoying the feel of his face buried in her hair and his hot breath on her skin. “It just happens. Submission, eh? I wouldn’t be so sure that I’m accepting your dominance over me. It just feels good. I know in some cultures the male is supposed to be dominant over the female and all, but it’s not like that in my time. Women have the same rights as men, and are equals. I really don’t think I can be submissive.”
“This Sesshoumaru admires your strength and independence. I would not require you to be submissive at all times, but there are times when it might be necessary.” He paused, waiting for her to protest, but she remained silent. “Inu often sleep together in a group, like when the pups surround you at night. It is because of their desire to be near you and also to protect you. As their mother and alpha, you are the most important member of the pack. Each and every other pack member would give their life to protect you.”
“That’s why you didn’t mind Inuyasha sleeping next to me, too?”
“Yes. He is my brother and our beta. As a hanyou, his instincts are not as strong and they are nearly nonexistent in his human form, but it is acceptable for him to be near you, as well. As second in command, it is his responsibility, almost as much as it is mine, to keep you safe and happy.”
“So, you won’t get all jealous?”
“No. As long as certain boundaries are not crossed, it will not bother me.”
“Huh. Never expected that. I figured you would be all ‘Hand’s off my miko,’ or something. I’m glad you won’t be bothered by how close Inuyasha and I are. I really think it would hurt him if I kept my distance after all this time.”
“Now that he accepts me as his brother once again, there should be no issues.”
~ SWtPF~
Finally, he was ready. He had his temporary replacement as alpha to protect the pack. He had reliable and strong demons guarding the caves and killing all saimyosho that dared approach his den. He had chosen the honored few who would travel with he and his intended and assist in her mission. They had packed supplies for extended traveling and their good-byes had been said.
Now, they could set out to protect his Kagome, and protect his claim on her, as well. He would not be beaten by a dog, even if it was the Western Lord. Kagome was worth fighting for. He wasn’t worried, though. He was still convinced his sweet miko would never willingly mate the cold and vicious taiyoukai.
Inuyasha would certainly make a much bigger stink about his brother’s presence then he ever would Kouga’s. Sure, the hanyou and he didn’t get along, but it was only because Inuyasha was possessive of her, even though he didn’t want her. Kouga couldn’t stand Inuyasha because he was always putting her in danger and hurting her. He knew she thought she loved the hanyou, but he would change her mind. She would love him, would be his mate, and become the alpha female of their pack, the mother to his cubs. There was no other option, no other possibility, in his mind.
“We’re ready, Kouga,” Ginta said as he moved to stand beside his friend and alpha.
“Yeah, everybody’s here,” Hakaku added.
Kouga looked around and saw that his chosen group was fully assembled and the rest of the pack had gathered to see them off. “We will return and bring with us your princess and alpha female, my mate, the beautiful Shikon miko, Kagome.”
The pack cheered and waved as they turned and began their journey. This time, he would keep a pace that the others could maintain, so they would arrive as a group. When she saw all the help and protection he brought with him, he was certain she wouldn’t turn him away. He walked proudly, shoulders squared and head held high as he led them.
‘Soon Kagome. Soon you will be my mate, just like you were meant to be.’
~ SWtPF~
“To inu, both scent and taste are very important. Your natural scent soothes both this Sesshoumaru and my beast. It calms and relaxes me and does the same for the boys, and Inuyasha, as well. Being wrapped in your scent and your aura is like heaven itself to this Sesshoumaru. The taste of your skin, your lips, your mouth, they are all absolute perfection. Your blood is like water to a man dying of thirst, and the taste of your pleasure… That is the ambrosia of the gods themselves.” He smirked as he watched the blush spread down her throat. “Everything about you, Kagome, calls to me. Your body begs for me to touch it, your lips call for me to kiss them, and it is difficult to resist.”
She shifted in his lap, as her legs were beginning to go numb. As she moved, she brushed up against his still painfully throbbing erection once more. She gazed up into his eyes and raised a brow. “I can feel that. What’s got you so worked up?”
His hand slid from where it had been resting on her hip, moving along her side to the back of her neck, his fingers wrapping in her hair. He pulled her closer to him, until their lips were just barely touching. “Do you really have to ask?” His voice was deep and husky, filled with his need for her.
He pulled her in, closing the last bit of distance between them, and kissed her, starting slowly. As the kiss became more passionate and his tongue once more began the exploration of her sweet mouth, he felt her shift her weight, moving the scorching heat between her legs to rub against his length. The friction caused her to let a moan out into their kiss and he began to make a definite purring sound.
“Kagome… You are not ready for this.”
“But it isn’t fair. You did such wonderful things for me and you didn’t get anything in return.”
“I did not do it in hope of reciprocation. I did it because I desired to do so.”
“But still…”
“No. I refuse to rush you. I know you are not ready and I promised you I would wait as long as it takes. This Sesshoumaru will survive.”
“But…”
“Shhh.” He silenced her with another kiss and she began to rock against him again. “Kagome…”
“Sesshoumaru… It feels good. Does it feel good to you, too?”
“Unbelievably so,” he managed to groan out against her lips.
“Then just feel,” she whispered before drawing him back into a deep, passion-filled kiss. As she rocked, grinding her core against his painfully throbbing cock, she tore her lips away from his, throwing her head back to moan his name softly towards the sky. He took the opportunity to kiss down her jaw line to her throat, using his hand to pull the collar of her t-shirt to the side to nibble at her collarbone. “Oh, Kami, Sesshoumaru,” she groaned as her hands slipped into his long silver hair, never pausing in her rocking motion. She could feel it building, not quite as fast as yesterday morning, but still, the tension in her abdomen grew tighter and tighter, and she listened as he moaned and panted into her shoulder, feeling his hot breath on her tingling skin.
His hand had slipped back down and he clung firmly to her ass, holding her body tightly to his own as her heat rubbed so wonderfully against him. Just a few layers of fabric was all that kept him from the promised land. The pressure that had been building in him over the last few weeks, and even more so the last few days, was quickly becoming more than he could handle and he knew it wouldn’t take much more.
A grown demon, centuries old, with seven sons, the Lord of the Western Lands, was finding himself incredibly close to coming in his pants while the love of his life basically dry humped him. And it was exquisite.
It didn’t matter to him that he was going to have a mess to clean up in a few minutes. It didn’t bother him that he, who had copious experience in actual intercourse, was acting like a teenager in the back of a movie theater, or wherever teenagers experimented during the Feudal Era. All that mattered was that she was there, in his lap, taking her pleasure from his body and giving him the same in return. The friction and heat were more than enough, and the scent of her arousal and the symphony of sounds she was making for him only added to his enjoyment.
He felt her body start to shake against him, and her head fell into the crook of his neck once more. He was close, but she was closer. She was almost there; ready to fall apart in his embrace, and with just a few more tantalizing brushes against his rock hard erection, she exploded.
The feeling was just too intense for her to take, and she couldn’t help herself as she sunk her teeth into his pale flesh. That was all it took to send him into ecstasy with her. Her teeth held tight as he growled deeply and his hips bucked, fully out of his control. He held her tightly, pressed motionless against him as pleasure flooded his body and his pants. She could feel his hardness twitch against her, causing her to gasp and squirm, which only caused him to twitch more.
Her gasp released her hold on his throat, and she breathed heavily against his slightly sweaty and flushed skin, feeling him pant against her throat, as well. Silence reigned for several minutes in the clearing; their breathing was the only noise to be heard. No birds chirped, no insects buzzed. No breeze rustled the leaves in the trees. The world had frozen around them as the two focused only on each other. When the haziness that was left behind finally began to clear, she lifted her head from his shoulder, and he did the same, staring into each other’s eyes.
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