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Miko's Duty

Chapter 5: Coup d'etat

Her eyes fluttered open, revealing bright orbs taking in the light of the new morning. She stretched her arms over her head, stretching her stomach muscles and yawned. Arms around her midsection tightened and pulled her against a taunt chest.

The male behind her growled possessively in his throat causing her to giggle, the he nibbled on her exposed mating mark. Desire shot through her veins. The past week lying in her mates arms, had been the best week of all, even better than her time spent with her first mate.

She rolled over in her mates arms. She kissed his nose and peered into his dark eyes.

"Mamaru, we have to get back to the dens" Ayame fake struggled to get free from his arms.

"You would rather go back to them instead of forming our own clan?" The one named Mamaru said in a velvet voice and a smirk on his full lips.

"Tempting, tempting" she moaned into his lips as he claimed hers.

At times like this, she was stunned by her new mate's beauty. He was the only one who could compare to Kouga and the Lord of the West in looks. His shoulders were broad with rippling muscles leading down to a trim waist. His skin was soft as silk, the color of fallen acorns. His hair fell to his waist in a curtain of noir waves as soft as rabbit furs. His eyes twinkled like stars in the night sky, a straight and proud nose, a strong jaw, gently arched eyebrows and thick eyelashes. His arms were covered with thin and soft fur, even in his human form, a rarity in their clan, conveying his raw youkai power.

Mamaru pulled back and kissed Ayame quickly on the lips, knowing she wanted more. One pearly white fang poked out when he smirked at his new mate.

"Get your tail in gear then, mate" he playfully smacked her romp as she started to move. As she crossed the clearing, she swung her hips suggestively, her vibrant tail swishing with every movement. Keeping her legs straight, she bent down to grab their clothes, looking at him over her shoulder and licked her lips.

With a wolfish grin Mamaru got to his knees, entranced by the sight in front of him. Her dripping sex beaconing to him, her crimson tail swishing to spread the scent of her arousal around the area, he couldn't help but salivate. Without warning, she quickly threw his clothes at him, whacking them in the face. By the time he gathered his baring and removed the furs from his face, she was gone.

'That little minx' he thought to himself as he quickly slid on his fur breechclout and arm warmers. After a quick sniff to the air, he took off in a flash after his fiery mate; she wouldn't get too far away.

Ayame ran at full speed on her way to the dens knowing her mate would follow soon. She was only two days of hard running away, she would resume her place as female alpha and start campaigning for support for Mamaru to become alpha. Since she left Kouga for dead, there would be no other wolf able to challenge his claim, but without tribe support, he would not be affective. Together, they would run the clan as she wanted, wiping out the clans encroaching on the tribe lands and eradicating the humans Kouga was so keen to protect. She would avenge the death of her little brothers. Soon, the Ookami would rise back to the prominence she remembered in her youth, of this she was sure.

She paused behind a tree and slipped on her clothes as quickly as she could; Mamaru was closing in behind, his howls resonating through the forest all around her. He loved this chase, just as much as she. The wind blowing through their hair, their blood pounding in their veins, feet pounding on the soft ground through the underbrush- she bit her lip to keep an exhilarated howl from escaping to alert her hunter of her location. The thrill of the chase made their mating week come to an end in the most primitive of ways. To make it powerful, she would have to keep running, harder and faster, sustaining the adrenaline as long as possible. Ayame knew she could run as fast as her mate, unfortunately she lacked the pure stamina that the males of the tribe had; the males could run for hours at maximum speed. That stamina was not just limited to running, but it made them expert hunters.

He was closing in, she could feel him behind her. Ayame pushed herself to run faster, the longer the chase went on the stronger the reward would be in the end. His footsteps grew louder, pounding in her ears as they struck the ground. Her heart rate accelerated to new heights with anticipation, arousal spiked through her, her breathing increased. She swallowed hard, and steeled her resolve; she had to get back to the dens, she needed to avenge her brothers. If they were gone too long, someone else could move in on her mates rightful spot.

Mamaru's blood thrummed with exertion. He flew through the foliage, closing in on his prey. He licked his lips; the smell of his mates arousal permeated the air. His muscles clinched in anticipation. He chuckled deep in his chest, his little minx always kept him guessing.

Ayame was pulling farther way, he was letting her. The thrill of the chase was always better when he had more ground to cover. .His heart couldn't be any happier; he loved his mate and would do anything for her. She was his sun, and his earth, the hope in the chaos of life. He would die for her if he needed to, whatever her heart desired was his to grant.

A year ago, she had started casting him looks of interest, her scent would spike when he was around. Just as he would get interested and begin to return her lust filled gazes and lingering touches, she would pull away. He then began to pursue another female from the tribe, losing all interest in Ayame. Within a week the alpha was pulling out all the stops to pull interest back to her. Next thing Mamaru knew, she attacked Kouga and declared her love for him. They were mated almost immediately after she left Kouga in the woods.

A flock of birds squawked as they flew overhead in the afternoon sky, drawing his eye. He knew his mate was right and they needed to return to the tribe soon, in order to maintain good order and discipline, but he selfishly wanted more alone time with his new mate. She was all he could ever ask for. He had only been half way joking when he suggested starting a clan of their own. Though, he wasn't even sure if he wanted pups yet. He enjoyed trying though. Right now, he wanted it to just be him and her.

She stopped and listened. The wildlife was resonating around her, the wind whispered through the trees, no sound of her mate could be found. Ayame frowned. The princess knew he had been following and knew he would eventually catch her, but right now she was so far ahead of him she wasn't sure if her mate would catch up to her by night fall. She decided to run for another hour or two toward the dens, heavily scenting the area as she went to ensure he could find her. She pressed on heading home, driven to make her mate the one who would rule the tribe, while she pulled the strings of course.

Fast as lightning, she was tackled to the ground. She shrieked on instinct at the impact. The moment she felt his teeth sink into her neck her soul calmed and her desire flared. The moan tore from her throat when she felt her blood leave her body and flow into his mouth. She wiggled her hips under him, betting for more.

Without warning he stood up, leaving her sprawled on the ground panting like a bitch in heat. The evidence of his desire was visible, straining against his mahogany pelt. She licked her lips looking up at him, she rose to her knees. Her clawed hands grasped his hips, she rubbed her cheek around his prominent bulge. Ayame's eyes suggesting of the pleasure her mouth could deliver.

Mamaru groaned and pulled away from her and took off into the woods, leaving his mate at a loss for words.

Ayame sat on a stump, the sun was just falling below the trees and the moon was making its rise into the night, bathing the area in a pale light. She was pissed when he came back into the clearing. He threw two fat rabbits down at her feet in an offering. With the calm scent of him, her fires of anger cooled considerably, but she wouldn't give in that easily. She turned her back to him and his offering.

"Ayame" he called after her, she didn't acknowledge him, "love" he tried again.

No, she wouldn't give in, not yet.

"Mate, I made a vow during our mating that I would always provide for you" He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pressed his chest to her back. He licked his bite mark on her neck. "I would do anything for you; I would kill for you. Give my last breath for you."

She relaxed into his hold. How could she stay mad at him when he took his vows to her so seriously? He continued to kiss her neck, his arms slid down around her waist and spun her around to face him. Their lips connected, rabbits lay forgotten.

He was hers. Her lover. Her mate. Hers to control.

A/N: Let's play a round of Good Idea, Bad Idea, shall we?

Good Idea, Bad Idea: Inuyasha comes back and raises hell, eventually ends up leaving his mate and finds a nice wolf demon to settle down with. Please submit your answer in a review. Thanks for Playing! :)

Does anyone know this story… It is Naruto POV, a SasuNaru paring where they are sent to a swimming camp…The whole way through they are kind of trying to figure out the relationship between Kyuubi (Dating Kakashi) and Itachi (dating Anko) and it is later discovered that they helped bring down the Akatsuki, and have been secretly married. There are also mentions of NaruIno, SasuNeji.