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Worth Waiting For
By : inumom
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Chapter List
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Disclaimer: I don�t own any of Inu�s three forms, but it�s not for lack of wishing.

This section is rated for angst and both hanyou and youkai lemons.

7. The Dark Side

Kagome awoke alone to the smell of instant ramen. Pushing aside the brilliant red haori that had been keeping her warm, she sat up, smiling as she remembered their first night in their new home. She wrapped the garment around her for lack of any other choices and stood up at the soft sounds of the hanyou moving around the cavern. Her brilliant smile faded as she saw the stricken expression on her mate�s face.
She moved forward, reaching out to him, until she saw him step back, flattening himself against the rock wall of the cave. �What is it?�
His eyes were fixed on the floor as he whispered, �I have to leave.�
Her first thought--that Kikyou had returned to take him to hell with her--was dismissed instantly. �Why?� she asked. �Is it something I did?�
He shook his head slowly. �Not exactly.�
This was getting her nowhere in a hurry. She took another step in his direction. �Tell me,� she said, �Or I�ll say it so many times you won�t be able to walk for a week!�
The hanyou shook his head. �That would be a relief,� he muttered. He glanced at her, realizing that she wasn�t going to back down this time. He stared at the floor, mumbling something incoherent.
�Nani?�
�You�re in heat, alright? That�s why I have to leave.�
She blinked in surprise. That certainly wasn�t the answer she had expected. Shaking her head, she took another step in his direction, stopping at the look of panic on his face--he looked like he was going to run off. �We�re mated, right? Why does it matter that I�m in heat?� She smiled a little at his choice of words.
He sighed, sinking to the floor. �It�s not that simple. It�s more than you being in heat. It�s early spring--that�s the natural mating season for inuyoukai. If I get too close to you right now, your scent could put me into heat as well.�
�And that�s a bad thing?�
�Yes!� he ground out, the word coming out as more of a groan than understandable speech. Even now, he was losing his clarity of thought--her scent was already affecting him in the close confines of the cave. �Don�t you understand? I could turn into the same kind of mindless animal as when I slaughtered all those bandits. I could force myself on you--I could even kill you.�
She shook her head, dropping to the packed earth of the cave floor and embracing his trembling form. �You won�t,� she said, her utter belief in him making her choice for her. �You couldn�t possibly rape me--it can�t be rape if I want you as much as you want me. And if you happen to get a little bit rough, that�s no big thing either: you gave me your blood, remember? I can heal from anything that might happen. Now,� she said, holding him like a mother comforts a frightened child, �Can we take the wagon back to the village today, or should we just stay home?�
Her words had removed a great conflict from him, and he seemed much improved already. He looked up at her, amazed at the unconditional love and trust in her eyes. �It should be okay to go there today, as long as we go early--it�s only beginning. But we should come right home afterwards--I may not be able to control myself if somebody like that ecchi monk starts to get too close. Hell, once I�m fully in heat I�d probably even attack Shippou for touching you.�
Seeing that the matter was apparently decided, she stood up, taking off his haori so that he could dress. His breath caught in his throat as he looked at her creamy flesh right within his grasp, and he moaned softly. Trying to maintain his control, he looked away. �I have something for you,� he whispered. �Go in our bedchamber.�
She returned moments later carrying an exquisite white silk kimono lavishly embroidered with sakura blossoms in several different shades of pink. �It�s absolutely beautiful! Where did you get it?�
He looked at her, delighted that she enjoyed his gift. �It belonged to my mother. She was very beautiful, but I think that you�ll outshine her wearing that.� He looked at her thoughtfully for a few moments. �I know that this isn�t the kind of clothes you�re used to, but you�ve gained quite a reputation among the youkai in the region. Continuing to wear the clothes you�ve always worn will put you at risk--they could easily recognize you that way.�
She frowned thoughtfully, then shook her head. �I can�t. This was your mother�s. I just can�t take something like this--it�s like I�d be trying to replace her or something, and nobody could ever do that.�
He smiled sadly. �Remember her letter? She wanted you to have her things--and I want to see you wearing them. Besides,� he muttered, �It�ll be a lot easier to get at you without having to fight my way through those �jeans� of yours.�
That, she decided, was more like it. She flashed a brilliant smile and retreated to their bedchamber to dress. She considered his words as she folded and tucked the rosy pink obi around her waist. Everything he had said made perfect sense, but she had the unmistakable feeling that there was something important left unspoken.
When she emerged again into the main room of their home wearing the kimono with her hair caught up in the gold and enamel hair clip he had given her, he could hardly believe his eyes. Moving to a small bundle of possessions he had left by the wall, he retrieved a small, exquisitely rendered portrait �Look at this,� he whispered. �You could be her younger sister.�
Taking the portrait, she instantly recognized the woman--she had seen her once before, in an illusion crafted by Sesshoumaru to force Inuyasha to reveal the location of their father�s grave. Although there was a certain superficial resemblance, she couldn�t believe that she looked anything like the composed, elegant, serenely beautiful woman. She shook her head. �I�ll take your word for it--I can�t see that strong a resemblance.� Suddenly remembering what she had been thinking about while dressing, she looked her mate squarely in the eyes and said, �Tell me the rest.�
�The rest?� He was clearly puzzled, and she realized that he had not been keeping anything from her intentionally. Whatever it was that he had not said, it was clear that the omission was simply that the information was something he took so much for granted that it never occurred to him to mention it.
�Exactly what does it mean for me to be in heat?�
He stared at her in shock: she was a mated woman, after all--how could she not understand what it meant to be in heat? �It means that you�re fertile right now--we could start a pup if we mate now.�
She nodded in silence. That certainly explained a lot. She shook her head sadly. �Gods, I wish we could have that pup right now!�
He stared again, his mouth hanging open. �You do?! Then maybe we should,� he said, his voice dropping into that husky lower register that indicated his growing desire for her.
�We can�t,� she said, tears gathering in her eyes. �We still haven�t found all of the Shikon no Tama. We certainly can�t be dragging a pup along on the search--it wouldn�t be safe.�
�First of all,� he said, his arms going around her, �I don�t give a damn whether we ever find the whole thing--I haven�t cared about that in years. I just used it as an excuse to keep you with me.� He hooked a claw into the thin chain around her neck, pulling the tiny bottle that contained about a dozen fragments of the Shikon jewel from its resting place between her breasts. �Besides, we don�t really have to go looking for them--these will attract any youkai that can sense the shards. They�ll come to us.�
She shook her head. �I don�t think that�s really all that much safer.�
�Of course it is. This place is easily defended--it kept a scared four-year-old hanyou alive for months when every youkai for a dozen miles around wanted me dead. With the way your archery has improved, I probably won�t have to fight at all--you could shoot them down from inside the entrance.� He stroked her hair, breathing in the intoxicating fragrance that was uniquely hers. �Maybe we should start on that pup tonight.�
She looked up at him, eyes shining. �Or,� she said, wrapping her arms around his waist, �We could start on it right now.�
He smirked at the raw desire in her voice. �Not if we want to return the wagon. If I touch you right now we won�t be able to go to the village for three or four days at least, and I know Akito will want his wagon back before that.�

*

The journey to the little village only took about an hour, but it was an hour full of stress for both of them. Since he had to keep at least part of his attention on driving the wagon, they were restricted to conversation. They each spoke at length about the pup they were hoping for.
As things turned out, their aims were very different. While the hanyou was hoping that any pups he might sire would resemble their mother to the point that they would be at least superficially human, his mate was hoping that they would resemble their father--especially his ears and the golden amber eyes that seemed to look directly into her soul. The more they talked about it, the more they came to realize that they didn�t really care what the pups looked like--no matter what, they would be loved and protected.
Their friends in the village were delighted to see them, especially the little kitsune they had more or less adopted after the deaths of his family. Gathering at the village miko�s hut as they always had, it was the youkai taijiya who cut directly to the heart of the matter. �When will we be going out again?�
The hanyou shook his head. �We�re not. There aren�t too many pieces left to recover. Naraku has almost all of the Shikon no Tama already. Kouga has two pieces, and Kohaku has one. With the ones Kagome has, I don�t think there can be more than a dozen or so left out there.� He stood and paced across the floor, never straying more than a foot or two away from his mate. �It seems to me that we have two options at this point. Either we can waste all our energy chasing around the countryside looking for them or we can sit tight right here and wait for the youkai to come to us.�
The Buddhist monk sitting up against the wall nearest the doorway looked up in surprise. �Here? You mean in the village? Wouldn�t that put the villagers at risk?�
Kagome shook her head. �We don�t mean the village--we�re talking about our home outside of town. It�s easy to defend and far enough away from the village so that my shards won�t draw trouble to the rest of the humans here.�
Inuyasha took a deep breath. �That�s why we want you to come out and live there with us. We have six vacant bedchambers, so there�s plenty of room. With Kirara, it�ll be easy enough for all of us to keep in touch with the village.� He scanned the five pairs of eyes watching him carefully.
The little fox youkai leaped into Kagome�s lap. �Let�s go!�
The others all agreed. Even Kaede, the village�s healer and miko, thought that it would be a good idea, especially since Sango�s firecat youkai could provide nearly instant transport between their cave home and the village in the event of an emergency.
Since it would take a few days to prepare the additional bedchambers for occupancy, it was agreed that they would return in a week�s time to help their friends relocate.
Because they would be returning home on foot, their stay was a short one. The best estimate was that it would take nearly two hours to walk back from the village. Of course, that didn�t take into account the hanyou�s speed. Once outside the village proper, he hoisted his mate to his back, hiking her kimono up to her thighs in the process, and raced back to their home, his characteristic run-and-leap gait covering the ground rapidly.

*

They only made it about halfway back home before the hanyou stopped moving. He set his mate carefully on her feet before falling to his knees, shivering violently. �What�s wrong?�
�Nothing,� he moaned. �This is normal--I�m going into heat. I thought I could get us home first, but--�
�Can you walk if you lean on me?�
�Touching you will make it worse.� He was sweating now, his eyes starting to glaze over in pain.
She had an idea, but maybe it would be best if he reached the same conclusion on his own. �What can I do to help?�
�If we mate now--even just once--I should be able to keep myself under enough control so I can get us back home.�
She knelt next to him, wrapping him in her arms. �Then maybe we shouldn�t waste any more time.�
He eased his mate back onto the thick moss of the forest floor, loosening her kimono so that her body was exposed to him. Undressing quickly, he dropped to the ground next to her. Lowering himself to taste her lips, he prepared himself to be lost in the overpowering scent of her desperate readiness for mating.
A massive blow struck the hanyou from the side, throwing him into a nearby tree with a sickening crunch. The mate of the youkai whose pelt decorated the floor of the cave stood above the human girl, poised to strike with a paw easily the size of a car door. The normal forest noises disappeared as a strange breeze seemed to spring up from nowhere. At the crackling energy that seemed to suddenly fill the clearing, Kagome looked from the snarling figure crouched next to the tree to the bundle of clothing and sheathed sword that lay next to her. �No�.�
The low growl filling the air grew in volume as the two youkai sprang at each other. The fight--such as it was--was over in seconds as the youkai was slashed to pieces, splattering the landscape with dark, foul-smelling blood.

*

He turned from the ruined carcass of the youkai, looking for more prey, ignoring the blood dripping from his claws and covering his body. There seemed to be nothing available save for a small human, hardly worth the effort to destroy. Advancing on the human girl, he was surprised to note that she seemed to have no fear of him. This, he decided, was not acceptable: how dare this pathetic creature face him without fear? This human would be taught fear--he would see her screaming in pain and terror before her death.
Stepping closer, he grew aware of something else strange about this human. It was difficult to be sure because of the stink of the youkai blood filling his nose. He moved closer, inhaling deeply. Not only wasn�t she afraid of him, but she also seemed to be-- �You�re in heat, bitch.� His voice was a low growl, barely recognizable.
She watched him approach, somehow understanding that even in this condition he would not intentionally harm her. Her eyes widened as she realized that his transformation affected more than his eye color and facial markings. She paled slightly as she noticed that his twitching member was much larger than it had been only moments earlier. He had always been generously proportioned, but this--! No doubt about it: this was going to be an experience to remember.
A feral grin crossed his features as he moved even closer. �This is your lucky day, bitch --so am I. Maybe,� he said, grabbing her by both shoulders, his lengthened claws ripping through the light silk of the kimono to dig painfully into her soft flesh, �I won�t kill you after all--unless your fragile human body happens to die from mating with me.�
Still there was no fear in her. He pushed her from him, and she tripped on the hem of the kimono and fell to the ground. He was there instantly, flipping her over on her stomach before grabbing her by the hips and raising them from the ground. He pressed closer to her, sniffing at the source of the intoxicating scent that urged him on. Raising her to his face, he tasted her deeply, his prominent fangs grazing her lower lips and making her gasp in surprise and something else beyond his understanding.
�So you�re a youkai�s bitch,� he muttered, pushing her head down toward the ground with a hand on her upper back while he held her hips up with the other. �No matter--you�re mine now.�
He pushed into her with a single hard thrust, smirking as she cried out beneath him. He held her by both hips as he pulled nearly all the way out of her before slamming back in again. His claws dug into her hips as he continued, determined now to have the human bitch screaming in pleasure as he claimed her for himself. He moved faster and harder, surprised when he felt her thrusting her hips back against him to impale herself even deeper on his shaft. He felt the tightness in his loins combined with the clenching of her inner muscles around his member, and howled through his release, leaning forward to sink his fangs into her shoulder directly opposite where she had been marked before. The combined pleasure and pain was too much, and she shrieked her climax to the uncaring forest.
Although he had never before mated while in heat, the pattern was a familiar one--he would be painfully erect for the next few days, able to find relief only in the act of mating itself. Pulling his throbbing member from the bitch, he flipped her over, shredding the obi that had held her kimono closed with a careless claw that left a shallow scratch running from her left breast to right hip. With a knee placed tightly between her thighs in case she should try to deny him, he bent his head, biting at her breasts and licking up the small amount of blood that sprang to the surface through the tiny punctures.
The bitch moaned beneath him, her scent becoming even more demanding. Though this position was not as natural for him as the previous one, he had recognized that she was not physically strong enough to support both of their bodies on her slender arms. Still, this face-to-face position had certain advantages--he could see her head thrashing around as he mounted her again, pushing deep into her. Her legs came up and fastened around his waist as she urged him deeper with slight movements of her hips. Holding her hips in an effort to control their movements, he had a sudden idea.
The youkai sat up suddenly, bringing his bitch with him. With his hands beneath her hips, he raised and lowered her on his rigid shaft, pushing himself deeper and deeper into her until he could hear her screaming in her climax as she forced her tightening passage down on him. The combination of her screams and the tightening around his member forced him to release the burning torrent of his seed deep into the bitch�s body yet again.
He nudged her back to full consciousness. �Get up, bitch.� When her eyes opened to stare at him, he continued, �Do you have a home near here?�
She nodded silently, getting to her feet. She pointed through the woods in the direction of the cave. �That way--about an hour�s walk.�
�Show me,� he snarled. Watching as she picked up the clothing scattered around the clearing, heedless of her own near nudity, he motioned at the sword she carried. �What�s that?�
She suddenly had an idea. �It�s my mate�s sword. I only have one request--when you decide to kill me, use this.�
�Wrong answer, bitch. I�m your mate now, and if I decide to kill you, it�ll be with my own claws. Now,� he said, stepping forward, completely ignoring his own nakedness, �Show me this home of yours--I�d prefer to be a bit more comfortable while you pleasure me.�
She nodded, leading him back to the cave complex. There had to be a way for her to undo his transformation, but she couldn�t think clearly right now. Even though he wouldn�t try to kill her, she was definitely going to be a little sore when this was over. She was far more worried about what would happen when he returned to normal and found out what had happened while he was transformed. He was certain to blame himself, and she spent the rest of the trip back to their home trying to decide the best way to convince him otherwise.
Once they returned to the cave, the youkai pushed her inside. Once they were safely inside, he instructed her to drop the things she carried and remove the shreds of the kimono. �You won�t be needing clothes for some time.� He pushed her down to the fur spread on the floor. �Now, bitch, it�s time for you to pleasure me.� At that moment, his greatest desire was to see his new bitch lying before him, moaning for his touch, her sweet fragrance overlaid with his own wilder scent, his seed oozing from her sated body.
She rolled to a sitting position in front of him. �Tell me what to do.�
He smirked at her. �Think of something, bitch. There�s only one restriction--I must be inside you when I release my seed.� He stretched out on the fur beside her. �I�m waiting, bitch.�
Without taking her eyes from him, she moved down until she was kneeling between his legs. She reached out timidly, touching his twitching member, smiling at the low moan that escaped from his throat. She wrapped her hands tightly around his length, stroking vigorously while he moved his hips to intensify the sensations she caused. Turning slightly, she took the very tip of his arousal into her mouth, smirking a little at the gasp of surprise that escaped him. She moved her head slowly up and down, varying the suction, licking at the sensitive underside, and scraping her teeth lightly along his length.
After a few minutes of this, she could feel him starting to tense beneath her hands. Pulling away from him, she raised herself to her hands and knees and looked back at him over her shoulder. �Take me again�please.�
Although he detested the idea of anyone--especially some human bitch--telling him what to do, he was in heat and a slave to his body. He grabbed her hips, raising them to his face so that he could smell and taste himself on her. At the gasp from her when he licked at the juices flowing from her, he decided to continue. She writhed in his grasp, moaning loudly when his tongue found the sensitive nub above her entrance. He flicked his tongue against the nub rapidly, varying the pressure until he found a combination that seemed to have the strongest effect on his bitch. He wasn�t particularly interested in giving her pleasure, but her climaxes seemed to intensify his own, so pleasuring the bitch was in his own best interest.
He held her there, hanging head down in his arms, while he continued to lap at her entrance, stopping occasionally to force his tongue in and out of her opening in imitation of what he would soon be doing with his member. Listening to his bitch moan and feeling her writhing in his grasp, he could feel his already painfully erect length hardening further. Pushing her face into the fur rug, he mounted her from behind, pushing into her hard and fast. She moaned with every movement as he pounded in and out of her, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming forward again. He was determined this time to keep going for a longer time than before, hoping that it would allow him some relief from the agony of being in heat.
His breath was growing short, and he realized that he had to finish soon or collapse. Reaching around his bitch with his right hand, he placed the pad of his index finger over the sensitive nub of flesh at the apex of her thighs and rapidly massaged it, careful to avoid scratching her delicate tissues with his long claws. She screamed at the sudden intense sensations, her inner muscles clenching around him as she forced her hips back, driving him even deeper into her. Once again, he howled with pleasure as he spilled his seed deep into his bitch.
Pulling back out of her, he noticed with surprise that he was still fully erect and burning with need. He stretched out on his back on the fur, pulling her on top of him. He faced her away from him, impaling her on his length. His hands gripping her rounded cheeks moved her rapidly up and down on his shaft, the sight of the mark he had left on her probably the most erotic thing imaginable. He began to move his hips, forcing himself even deeper into her. Pausing for a fraction of a second with her pulled down tight against his body, he grated out, �Pleasure yourself, bitch. Make me feel it.�
With absolutely no inhibitions left, she reached down with her hands, rubbing and stroking at the sensitive tissue above her entrance while he forced her up and down on his member. After all that had happened in the past couple of hours, it didn�t take too long for her to reach a shattering climax that had her fluids pouring down over him as she screamed in delight at the pleasures she felt. Completely losing control, she ground her hips down on him, triggering a screaming orgasm in the youkai. He pulled her down sharply on his erection, his burning seed spurting into her yet again.
Maintaining his unbreakable grip on her hips, he rolled them over without pulling his member from her body. For the first time in his life, he would be able to sleep for a time while in heat.

*

She awoke slowly, aware only that the burning ache deep within her had been eased for a time and was only now beginning to return. Judging by the lack of sunlight coming in through the hole above the fireplace, it had grown late. Easing herself from the grasp of the inert figure at her side, she stood, stretching to ease the cramps in muscles caused by sleeping in one position for too long. She was surprised that she felt as good as she did--she had expected that she would be uncomfortable at the very least after the violent activity of the afternoon.

Grabbing a robe from where she had left it in their bedchamber before they had gone to the village that day, she took her kettle out to the little waterfall to fill it. She set the water over a fire lit with one of their precious supply of matches, then went back to the storeroom that had been filled with their food supplies for several cups of the instant ramen that he considered the single crowning achievement of her time. She felt like she was starving, and she expected that he would be even hungrier.
Glancing quickly at him, she noticed that he was still asleep, although he seemed to be growing restless. Sitting beside him, she gently stroked his snowy hair, noting with distaste that he still had traces of the cat youkai�s blood on him. Although it was after dark, maybe they would take a quick trip out to the hot spring to clean up a little.
As the water began to boil, she poured it into six of the ramen cups, deciding to wait until they were ready before waking her mate. Waking him wasn�t necessary, however: the smell of the food did that for her. She felt him standing behind her and turned to see him rubbing at his head, his amber eyes dark with confusion. �What the hell happened?� he asked. �And why do I have youkai blood all over me?�
She smiled up at him. �Don�t you remember anything?�
He smiled at the last thing he could remember. �We were going to mate in the woods. Then, I woke up here with a headache and this stinking blood all over me.�
She nodded slowly, handing him four of the ramen cups. �We were just about to get started when an enormous cat youkai came at us. It knocked you into a tree at the edge of the clearing and then came for me. You left the Tetsusaiga with your clothes so you transformed. The fight was over in seconds--that�s how you got all covered in blood. Then you came back to me, and we continued where we left off.�
He was appalled that he had forced himself on her in his state of unawareness. �Did I� hurt you?�
She smiled at his concern for her. �Just a couple of little scratches--they�re almost healed, thanks to you. Oh,� she added, �You bit me again, on the other shoulder this time.� She lowered her eyes. �I�m sorry about your mother�s kimono--it got pretty shredded.�
Even though he had little appetite left, he forced himself to finish his meal, then grabbed her by the hand. �Come on--let�s get cleaned up: all this blood is making me sick.�
Although he was not by nature especially fussy about his appearance, he had acquired some of her more fastidious habits over the years. Besides, bathing with his mate was an experienced not to be missed if at all possible. He helped her gather her supplies, a robe for himself, a couple of thick towels, then led her out to the hot spring. He was glad that they would be planting their berry bushes and fruit trees near the spring, as it would assure their privacy, especially once the others moved in next week.
Stripping off their robes, they dropped them at the edge of the pool, slipping into the gently steaming water. They lathered and rinsed each other�s bodies and hair until no trace of blood, dirt, or soap remained, then sat back against the side of the pool to relax. Remembering what she had told them while they ate, he turned her around so that he could examine the additional damage to her back. Despite the darkness, his excellent night vision allowed him to see the second mark clearly. Running his fingers over both marks, he was relieved to see her gasp and shudder at the attention. Even in his mindless state he had not harmed her.
Pulling her back against his chest, he murmured into her ear. �I�m sorry, love. I never wanted to hurt you--not even a little.� He reached around to brush his fingertips over her nipples, loving the way they came instantly erect as he stroked her soft skin. She leaned her head back against his shoulder, moaning softly as he moved his hands slowly down her body.
He turned her around to face him, smirking at her smile when she felt the evidence of his desire trapped between their bodies. With the water supporting most of her weight, it was a simple matter for him to raise her with his hands placed beneath her butt so that he could take first one then the other of her nipples between his lips. She threw back her head at the sensations, clutching at his shoulders with both hands to keep from falling back into the water.
He stood up from the stone ledge on which they had been sitting, smiling as her legs wrapped around his waist. Leaving their things where they had dropped them, he carried his mate back to their new home.
Once inside, they retired to their bedchamber. He laid her gently down on the futon covered with the silken sheets her mother had sent. Stretching out next to her, he lightly ran his hands over her skin, marveling at the fact that she had accepted his undoubtedly rough advances while in his transformed state. He shook his head in wonder. �I don�t understand it at all.�
Her brow furrowed as she tried to figure out what he was talking about. �What don�t you understand?�
�You.� At the blank look she gave him, he continued, �You accepted what that monster in me did to you. You give yourself to me without holding anything back. How can you do that?�
She sighed. She had been trying to explain this to him for years now, and it never seemed to work. �I love you. It�s as simple as that. I love you no matter what form you�re in--youkai, human, or hanyou. I know you wanted to use the Shikon no Tama to become human for Kikyou. Then you wanted to use it to become fully youkai. None of that matters to me. Actually,� she said, smiling brightly, �I can�t wait for the new moon. I mean, we�ve made love in two of your forms: I�m looking forward to the third.�
He shook his head. He had only recently learned what the phrase meant to her. �I rather doubt that what my youkai self did to you could qualify as �love.� Still,� he whispered, dropping his head to lap at the nearly invisible bruises left where he had bitten her breasts, �I want to know--which of my selves do you prefer?�
She had answered this question before, but she realized that he would probably never completely believe it. She frowned thoughtfully for a few seconds, trying to think despite the flames he ignited in her. �I love your human self--you�re a little softer that way. Your youkai self is stronger, but really rude. I think I really like you this way best. As a hanyou you have the best of each of your other forms, and a little bonus just for me.� She reached up, running her fingertips along the outer edges of his ears just so she could enjoy the shudder it caused in him.
He reached for her, burying his face in the side of her neck, licking tentatively at the softness he found at the hollow of her throat. She moaned in anticipation, wanting nothing more than for him to soothe the ache his nearness caused in her. Squirming against him, she tried to reach for his throbbing member, eager to pleasure him as he was doing to her. He held her tighter, not letting her take the edge off his desire. �Not this time, love. You�ve had a difficult day, and I think you deserve a little something in return for all that�s happened.�
He turned her over so that she was facing down, then raised her hips while he knelt behind her. Bending over he kissed his way up her back, licking at both of the marks on her shoulder blades, pleased that she seemed to receive great pleasure from both of them. He worked his way back down her spine, holding her tightly to keep her from twisting away from his grasp in her passion. Dipping his head, he flicked his tongue briskly at the nub above her entrance. She squirmed in his grasp, crying out in pleasure. He continued for a few moments, then took a long, slow lick all along her opening.
Holding her tightly around the stomach, he guided his arousal into her. He entered slowly, a bit at a time, thrusting lightly to bring her to the frenzy of desire he wanted in his mate. Once he was finally seated deep in her, he moved in and out slowly, pulling nearly all the way out before pushing slowly back in. She was moaning at every movement, trying to push herself back against him in an effort to force him deeper.
He leaned forward, whispering to her. �Not yet, love. I may be in heat, but I can make this last a little while longer. What do you want from me? What can I do to make you scream in pleasure? Tell me,� he demanded, thrusting a little harder to emphasize his words.
She was gasping for breath, but managed to speak. �Hurry�please�harder�faster�.�
Those words had an effect no physical touch could have matched. �As you wish, love,� he whispered, his voice rough with desire, as he suited actions to words, forcing himself in and out faster with every second, gasping at the sensations of her slick channel gripping him tightly. With a loud groan, he tore himself from her body, turning her over so that he could see her face as he once again buried his member in her yielding flesh as far as he could. Raising her legs, he hooked her knees over his arms as he held her hips, adjusting the angle so that he could penetrate even deeper.
He pounded into her body again and again, watching her lips slacken with passion as she began a series of high-pitched wails that culminated in a loud scream of pleasure as he reached between their bodies to rub at the little button above her entrance. The combination of her cries and the tightening of her inner muscles around his member sent him crashing over the edge into his own climax. With a hoarse shout, he thrust even harder into her as the searing jets of his seed mixed with his mate�s juices.
With an almost feline agility, he twisted his body to keep from hurting her as he collapsed at her side, limbs still entwined with those of his mate.
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