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Chapter 10

New Wish

A rustle to her left. Another to her right. 'Please, not another creepy forest with monsters.' Somehow, she didn't think she was going to get her wish.

She was, once again, in the middle of nowhere because an idiot hanyou couldn't take not having his feelings returned, which was not necessarily true. She loved him. Very much indeed. But, between the offensive remarks and the blinding pain she felt each time he went to Kikyo that love had lessened into something manageable that told her that maybe, just maybe, Inuyasha wasn't the only one. She hadn't notice the extent to where her feelings had changed. Actually, she hadn't wanted to notice. She had been so stuck on Inuyasha for so long that it had been impossible to not think and act like she loved him. And today she would have kissed him and probably made love with him if it wasn't for one thing. Sesshoumaru. When Inuyasha had kissed her, she couldn't help but wonder how Sesshoumaru's kiss would taste. For a long moment, Inuyasha was Sesshoumaru and Sesshoumaru's hands were the ones touching her… until the soft, caring movement with which Inuyasha handled her made her realize that that wasn't the case and Sesshoumaru wasn't there. That was why it hurt so much. She couldn't simply love Inuyasha when she was thinking of someone else. It wasn't fair to her or the hanyou, and maybe even Sesshoumaru. Then the horror of her admittance was crushing. She just didn't love Inuyasha to that extent anymore. She couldn't allow him to hurt her that way. Not again.

Sesshoumaru was another matter entirely. She didn't love him. There was no way that she could love someone as cold and uncaring as that emotionless demon. And so she kept telling herself that an image of Sesshoumaru popping up while she was kissing someone else didn't mean anything. She could admit that the guy had an uncanny way of creeping into her thoughts but there was nothing to it. There were not the familiar butterflies in her stomach, or sweaty palms, or anything of the sort. So, she concluded there was nothing to worry about.

Anyways, she should be finding her way to the well. However, that was proving to be difficult not knowing where she was. Also, the foliage was so dense that she could barely see the stars and there was little chance of her just bumping into the well. Standing up and sniffling as she tried to make her tears stop, she looked around, picked her yellow backpack that Inuyasha had dropped when they had arrived and headed to her right. She had no idea if that was the right way, but if she was lucky she could find a village before a yokai ate her. She was weaponless after all.

"Why?"

Kagome was startled by the deep voice that was so familiar and turned around immediately while she cleaned her face of the falling tears. "What are you doing here?"

"Don't you love him?" he asked again, his face serious and unreadable.

"This has nothing to do with you," was her answer.

"Doesn't it?" he sought the assurance for no reason he could he name.

"No, Sesshoumaru, it doesn't," snapped Kagome a little desperate for privacy hoping to cry some more when he wasn't around. Her answer, however, didn't convince him. "What gave you the most remote idea that my relationship with Inuyasha had anything to do with you?"

"You slept with me." A simple, true answer that said nothing and too much at the same time. Was he feeling guilty for that little fact now when weeks ago he had been all over her like an animal in heat? She couldn't imagine Sesshoumaru feeling remotely guilty by what he had done. In fact, the whole talk was making no sense whatsoever unless he was trying to boost his humongous ego by convincing himself that she had chosen him over his brother.

"So," she shrugged giving little importance to the fact that he was the only male she had ever had a sexual relation with. "People do it all the time where I'm from. It's not something exclusively reserved to one man."

And that fact was like a bucket of cold water to Sesshoumaru. Why? He had no clue but he was sure he hadn't felt so much in a long time. The cold, suppressed anger invaded him again making him close his hands into fists to avoid blowing a fuse right there. He wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of knowing that she had some power, even if it was so minimal, over him. Being the second time in minutes that such unexplained emotion gripped him, he was somewhat weary of what he said and did. He was having some seriously weird reaction to the whole thing and he couldn't help but wonder if the confusion, hurt and, dare he said, relief of how the situation with Inuyasha had ended was the reason behind the wayward emotions that assailed him.

As usual, Sesshoumaru had to admit that, while he wasn't that in touch with his emotions, facts and reactions to a situation spoke loudly to him. This time he was adding up those two up and coming with an unreasonable answer. It made him wonder if he had felt secure in the possession of his latest conquest. He knew of her feeling for the half-demon and he had to admit that it stung his pride not being the one she desire. However, he knew how Inuyasha was and had calculated that his half-brother wasn't going to show the interest and commitment Kagome desired. He had bet the whole seduction on that fact, planning to give her what she wished, an intimate, physical relationship once in a while to relieve the tensions that being around Inuyasha created. He also gained her virginity, he admitted with pride, and a delicious, willing bed partner when he wished. He had made plans of taking her to one of the meetings of the Circle to finally present her to them but thought she wasn't ready for such a shock as of yet. There was much she had to learn and he was more than willing to teach her. Inuyasha's declaration had shot down a lot of plans, especially those including the Circle. Now he knew he wasn't ready to share her. Just thinking about it put him on edge but it also made him appreciate his need for complete dominance over her. Very few females had resisted his control in bed. When they had been in his bed, the challenge had lasted seconds before they happily let him take control. Kagome had managed to be submissive and challenging at the same time. She gave to passion as soon as he touched her but wasn't afraid to demand and seek more when she wanted it.

With those thoughts in mind he couldn't help but be exited at another opportunity to have sex with her. The reaction was instantaneous. His already half erect member became rock hard as he neared her planning to seduce his reluctant target one more time. The memories of those two previous times suddenly struck him as not being enough. He felt starved for her touch and an unreasonable desire to taste her pouty, rosy lips shook his control.

Sesshoumaru stalked towards her and felt her tense under his desire-filled eyes. His smoldering gaze travelled from exposed swan-like neck to the fullness of her breasts. He could see her puckered nipples rasped the thin material of the "bra" and the mouth watering scent of her arousal enveloped his mind with hazy, burning desire.

"I hope you don't mind a repeat performance of the other day, then" he managed to growl out as he reached for her and crushed her shivering frame to his muscular, powerful one while walking her back against a tree. He could imagine her slick, slippery cunt all warm and inviting wrapping around his cock, unwilling to let go.

Hardly containing his excitement, he pressed her back against the rough bark and formed a sturdy, camouflaging barrier around, isolating their position from a possible curious observer. With the privacy he desired, Sesshoumaru lost no more time and, without much of a warning, he ripped her underwear. In seconds his fingers were lightly touching and confirming that her silken folds were wet with her response to him, her desire for him. That was all the encouragement he needed. The following moment, two long clawed fingers filled her pussy and Kagome shuddered and gasped at the sudden intrusion with incredible delight. With a control he wasn't sure he could keep for long, he retracted his finger and entered her again, establishing a slow, sensuous rhythm that would gradually take her to a place of unadulterated bliss.

Kagome clung to his shoulders while he held her up, legs partially around his hips and his fingers pumping her higher. She moaned with every penetration and begged him for more, but Sesshoumaru refused to indulge her yet. It was time she learned who she belonged to, he decided. Inuyasha would never be able to give her this. To prove his point, his thumb shadowed the contour of her clit, pressing and releasing the exited nerve in such a way that filled Kagome with frustration as the pressure wasn't enough to get her off.

"Please, please, Sesshoumaru," she begged him, her blue eyes unseeing as the pleasure steadily mounted.

The devil man chuckled, the sound husky and hot, prickling at her ears. He softly bit her lob before kissing and licking his way down her neck as she writhed beneath him in an effort of increasing the pressure in her clit. No such luck.

Managing to steady her against the tree, he skipped her covered breast and continued down. Her cry of disappointment as he extracted his wet fingers was soon followed by a keen shriek of renewed passion. Her lovely legs were on his shoulders and her green skirt soon fell off as he speared his tongue into her cunt. She buckled under the continuous onslaught, screaming her enjoyment into the warm night air. Eating her up had become an obsessive thought for the last couple of day. Just thinking of her warm juices coating his taste buds had been enough to give him a permanent erection for hours. And now, as he tasted her all over again, he couldn't dream of never having the syrupy sweetness of her pussy again.

Slurping all he could for the allotted time, he used one finger to spread the luscious fluids to her anus while he held her up with his other arm. He felt her tense in uncertainty but the pleasure of just touching the nerve laden area was enough to distract her. Still, he wouldn't take her there yet but an introduction was needed. Massaging the forbidden entrance, he began to push his middle finger inside in a slow fashion giving her time to become accustomed to such simple penetration. Before long Kagome was shuddering in his grasp, the thin coat of sweat covering all her body as the temperature escalated.

Just a little more, he told himself, she's almost ready to come.

Like he had guessed, Kagome was in the verge of finding completion. She only needed a little push. Sesshoumaru was all for that little push. The continuous penetration in her rear and the lapping motion of his tongue was not enough but when he exchanged his tongue for his thumb and grasped her clit between his lips, the wail of fulfillment shook her body as it clenched both fingers in her orifices and he continued to assault her clit with his stroking tongue.

The pleasure was a tidal wave through her body that made her vagina spasms over and over. Sesshoumaru didn't give enough time to recover from the ground shaking orgasm and in record time had loosened his pants to release his cock that somehow gave the impression of being angrily neglected.

Holding her to the tree, Sesshoumaru was on her discarding her shirt with the bra and playing with her hard tipped nipples as he plunged into her with a groan of satisfaction. As tight as ever and with her wall fluttering over his hard member, he found himself pushing into her as far as he could go. Taking a deep breath for control, he pulled out slowly until only the mushroom head remain before thrusting hard into her. Repeating the process several times, Sesshoumaru found that he was barely holding himself back as he tortured himself and her with measured, calculated penetration.

"Can't take it anymore, Sesh…" cried Kagome, moaned and trashed as he hit home one more time.

"But it's so sweet to feel you clenching me, so sweet it's addictive," acknowledged the demon with a growl that shimmied down her spine and into her convulsing cunt.

"But… but… Harder…" His dick jerked when she ordered him to fuck her like there was no tomorrow, and maybe she was right, because he didn't think he would survive such torturous, slow penetration for much longer. "Please?"

"As you wish, Priestess," he promised, "as you wish."

With new found abandon, he speared into her squishing cunt earning encouraging mantras of 'yes' and 'faster' as he wrapped hard fingers around her breasts and squeezed. He was close too, he recognized as a rivets of sweat got into his vision making it impossible for him to see Kagome's flushed face and unfocused, dark blue eyes. His shoulders and back was tense and his balls were pulled tight against his skin. Her quivering, hot pussy gripped him with greedy desire to keep him inside as his thrusts became erratic and desperate. Knowing he wouldn't last much longer inside her, he snaked a hand between and stroke her clit.

The release of the pressure in a powerful shudder wracked over Kagome as she tried to breathe in enough air to cry out. Sesshoumaru didn't stop. He kept thrusting even as every muscle in his body tried to lock him in place as hot spurring come was released from the tip of his cock. The warm sensation threw Kagome higher. As it had begun to ebb her body was wracked with little continued shudders.

With unexpected candor, Sesshoumaru lodged himself in her body, unwilling to move more than necessary, and gathered her in his arms. Hardly understanding the illogical need to keep her close and possess her in every way, he tipped her head back, focused in her rosy lips and plunged into them like a pirate for treasure. He waged war against her disobedient tongue and captured it and sucked at it in recklessness. She moaned against him and clamped his dick inside her bringing it back to life like never before.

Leaving any further pretend for another time, he left her mouth to venture toward her neck. Placing his nose in the juncture of her neck, he breathed in their mingled scents with satisfaction. He liked it. He liked it a lot.

"I'm taking you with me," he told her. He didn't want to chase opportunities to see her, especially when the half-breed returned to take her back to their group. He got a feeling that Inuyasha wouldn't be that agreeable to leaving her alone. The half-demon's new found feelings wouldn't let him and Sesshoumaru wanted to enjoy this opportunity very much. Besides, Kagome was stark naked, her clothes having been destroy while he was clawing them away.

Luckily for him, she just nodded having been too tired to do anything else but fall sleep in his arms. He was grateful for the reprieve. God knew there wouldn't be anyone brave enough to stick close to her once her wits were back.