The Portal

Chapter 20 – Breaking in His Breeder

***BEWARE OF LEMON IN THIS CHAPTER*** I’ll mark it, so skip it if you don’t like the citrus smut! *Yay for citrus smut!*

“Sesshomaru, I have a question,” Kagome asked from atop the comfy bed.

He sighed deeply... once again. He really would have to think of a way to exact revenge on that damnable Anubis for gifting Kagome with that extra glass or three of punch. What he couldn’t quite determine was if the mutt had been simply trying to have an enjoyable evening, or if he actually meant to take advantage of the little twit.

Sesshomaru stood at the foot of the bed observing her quietly. There was just something about her. He had yet to figure out exactly what it was, but there was something there that made her special. Something that attracted the male species like a moth to flame. She was lovely, there was no doubt about that, but there were many lovely women in the world(s) who did not attract attention like this one. Was it perhaps her kind nature? He didn’t really think that was it either, since he had been witness to her wrath taken out on Inuyasha. She was kind, but she certainly had her limits. Perhaps it was her scent? While it was certainly an enticing aroma, he did not think that was it either, as human’s were not blessed with the acute sense of smell that youkai had, and yet even human males flocked to her in abundance. It was certainly a perplexing question, and one he would have to ponder on for a while longer, but not right now, as the vixen had a question to ask of him.

“Go ahead,” Sesshomaru said in a rather disinterested tone.

“I want to know what in the hell was in that punch?!” Kagome spat out angrily as she sat up on the bed to send him an angry glare.

Well the cat was out of the bag it would seem. He debated on lying. He could tell her that he had no idea, which wouldn’t really be a complete lie in its entirety. He really had no idea what was used to spike the punch, he just knew that it was spiked. He opted for the truth, as he was never really one to lie. Doing that seemed to always come back to bite you later. So Sesshomaru decided to be honest with the miko.

“This Sesshomaru does not know of the particular contents, but it did contain some amount of spirits.”

Kagome narrowed her eyes, as she swayed a bit. “Were you trying to get me drunk?”

“I am offended that you would accuse me of such deceit.” Fine, he would lie just a tiny bit. Seeing an opportunity in the making he figured this would be as good of a time as any to exact a little revenge. “Lord Anubis, however, may not hold the same amount of honor that this Sesshomaru does.”

Now that put Lord Anubis in a little different light. Kagome had never expected such a thing from such a noble historical figure. She traced the events of the evening, and remembered that Sesshomaru had provided her with a few small cups of punch, but then she was summoned to join Anubis. He handed her a beautifully adorned golden goblet full of punch. That goblet was pretty big. She was trying to figure out which of them had done her the greatest disservice.

Thinking was just too much of a task at the moment. Just sitting here on this comfy bed thinking about how nice Sesshomaru looked standing there, was much easier, so without a second thought she put the struggle behind her for the time being.

“You know, you look very handsome tonight,” Kagome said with a sheepish little smile.

She had no idea what she was doing to him at the moment, as usual. She never seemed to notice what she did to men. Could that be it? Could that be what drove the male species to seek her out? The simple fact that she was unaware of her own appeal? That, as strange as it sounded, was a very interesting concept, which deserved further thought, but not right now. Sesshomaru quirked a delicate eyebrow and replied, “Really? The way you were drooling over Lord Anubis left me to assume that you had not noticed me at all this evening.”

A spark of anger flared at Sesshomaru’s jab, but she was not too tipsy to counter that remark, “Oh? It’s surprising that you could tell, since you spent the entire evening drooling over Lady Nebthet.”

Maybe she wasn’t as drunk as he thought. Sesshomaru feigned innocence, and was quick to reply, “I need not explain myself, however, I was simply attempting to gather information which could possibly lead us to recover the keys to the portal.”

Kagome huffed rather loudly, “Yeah, right.”

This conversation was leading to an invariable dead end, and Sesshomaru decided that he should approach the other problem at hand, and it had absolutely nothing to do with the way that tiny skirt was riding up over her luscious thighs.

Sesshomaru walked away, and began the task of removing his swords. He placed his valuable weaponry neatly in the corner, and returned to the bed. Kagome had returned to her original position, which he highly approved of. Her ebony locks fanned out beneath her tiny frame, and she had a gentle smile adorning her flawless face. Her eyes were staring at the ceiling, as if it held some mysterious answers to the unknown.

He was simply drawn to her.

No matter his strength, or his position. Despite his youkai heritage, and his royal status. In spite of his defiance to follow in his father’s footsteps. He found himself smitten with this mortal woman.

Looking down upon her splendid young body, he was shocked at himself. Three days. He had only been in her company for three straight days, and he had fallen to her charms. So many times he had called Inuyasha weak, and yet the hanyou had sported her on his very back for years without taking her to his bed. Perhaps he was not the weak one? Sesshomaru mentally berated himself for that thought. Inuyasha was weak. He was also, quite obviously, attracted to the male gender. He would have to remember to tease him about that upon their next meeting, but right now, he had much better things to think on.

Kagome groaned happily when the cozy bed cushions suddenly sank beside her, sending her toward the gravitational pull. The weight distribution was currently off balance as something warm and heavy had just taken up a position beside her.

Sesshomaru was pleasantly surprised when Kagome rolled into his chest. He had not been expecting her to give in so easily, however he was never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, so he swiftly wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her even closer against his chest.

Kagome couldn’t remember a time when she had felt more warm and tingly. Something just felt so ‘right’ about cuddling up to Sesshomaru. Sure he was stunningly handsome and full of raw power, but it was something more. She just couldn’t put her finger on it at the moment. Once again, she chastised herself for wracking her fuzzy brain, and resigned herself to just go with it. She’d ponder the reasons later.

Although he was tempted to give in to his screaming youkai, which was currently attempting to claw its way to the foremost of his mind, he knew that the beast would only prove to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh. While this act was entirely desirable to Sesshomaru, he wanted to do more than simply rut with this female. He wanted more from her. Using a great deal of self-restraint, he successfully repressed the howling brute, and was able to focus all of his attention on the sweet smelling creature melded against him.

Sesshomaru delighted in the feel of her heated breath caressing his bare neck. He lifted his hand to her raven tresses, and lightly pulled his fingers through the softness. He delighted in the small sound of her pleasure at such a tiny act. More than anything he hated to bring this up. Words just seemed so out of place at the moment, but nevertheless, it had to be done.

“Kagome, you are so beautiful,” Sesshomaru said softly against the top of her head. If he could have kicked himself, he would have. Where in the bloody hell did that come from? That was not at all what he meant to say. Obviously her delightful scent was playing havoc with his thoughts.

Kagome breathed a soft, “Arigato, Sesshomaru-sama.”

Sesshomaru took in a deep calming breath, and for the second time attempted to bring up their perilous situation. Unfortunately the deep calming breath on served to further intoxicate his mind, and he found his serious thoughts drifting to more pleasant things, like the feel of her soft curves pressed against him.

‘Curses, I must stop dawdling and get to the point,’ Sesshomaru thought in frustration. After a moment he felt like he was settled enough to speak clearly, “Kagome, our mission here is in grave jeopardy. Lord Anubis has, much to my displeasure, taken a severe interest in you. He shows great signs of suspicion as you are untouched by a male.”

Kagome heard what he was saying loud and clear, but for some reason it just didn’t really matter all that much. She softly managed a reply, “Uh-huh.”

Well that didn’t go as he expected.

Kagome was thoroughly engrossed at the moment with how wonderfully taught his chest was. She could feel his rippling abs straight through his clothing. She could only imagine what they would feel like beneath her fingertips, and without a second thought her hand was making that happen.

Sesshomaru was currently in a state of disbelief. The miko was now attempting to undress him! He had hoped that she would not put up a fuss, but this went far beyond what he had thought possible. He still felt a responsibility to make his intentions clear, so he tried to ignore the delicate fingers that were now tracing little heated patterns over his chest. “Kagome, do you realize the danger that we will be in if our ruse is discovered?”

Kagome heard something about a ruse, and danger. Danger... hmmm. Danger was very exciting... and velvety soft.

**LEMON STARTS HERE** And I must say that this is one of the best I’ve written, so ENJOY HENTAI CHICK’S!!!

Was she ignoring him? Did she even hear him in the first place? He was beginning to think not, as her warm hand moved from his chest to trace along his jaw line. His resolve was fast slipping away, as her feather light touch played against his senses. He wanted to touch her, as she was touching him.

Kagome wondered what it would be like to kiss him? Would he taste as good as he smelled? The sudden urge to find out outweighed all other thoughts. She sat up, and when he lay back in confusion, she swiftly crawled atop him to find out.

Vixen did not even begin to describe this woman. No virgin he had ever had the pleasure of deflowering had ever been as aggressive as this miko. When she abruptly pulled away from him to sit up, he thought that his words had finally become clear to her, but before he had time to respond the little minx had slithered atop him, and was currently very close to tasting his lips with her own.

Perhaps this is what men found so appealing in Kagome? The hidden sexual aggression, lying dormant, just beneath the surface, waiting to be unleashed.

Sesshomaru made up his mind as her soft full lips met his. He would have this woman, and he pitied anyone who attempted to take her from him.

Kagome was feeling very brave in her search to discover what lay beneath the cold exterior of her taiyoukai. Once their lips met she was consumed with a fire raging beneath her flesh. Her chaste kiss was soon turned into a passion filled union as the powerful male beneath her responded with sudden vigor. She moaned as one clawed hand braced her head against him. His claws gently stroked her scalp as his tongue forced its way through her parted lips. The gentle kiss became a sensual act of need and desire causing both participants of this ancient ritual to fall headlong into a sexual frenzy.

By the Gods, she tasted as sweet as she smelled, and he simply could not get enough. Her tiny tongue danced against his, sending powerful volts of energy smashing through him. Her tiny frame straddled over his body, was almost too much to bare, as he could actually feel the heat of her womanly core pressing against him. His hips thrust against her in his mindless need to relieve some of the building pressure from his engorged manhood.

Searching hands pushed aside barriers of fabric, as both taiyoukai and miko sought to discover the feel of each other’s burning flesh.

Sesshomaru groaned deeply as his miko licked and nipped along his neck. Her blunt human teeth teasing his animal desires. He moved a clawed hand to lightly scratch across her bare back, as the other cupped a full rounded breast. His tender little vixen ground her pelvis into him as he used his claws to flick over her pert nipple relentlessly. Her soft panting breaths in his ear were sending a boiling inferno of throbbing need into his swollen cock.

The tiny skirt she wore became a thing of the past as his razor sharp talon tore effortlessly through the leather. He grasped her round ass in his hand and delighted in the firmness when he squeezed. Her molten core was wet against his bare stomach and Sesshomaru groaned when she slid against his flesh. He traced her neck and shoulder with rough needful kisses, occasionally nipping her tender skin with his needle sharp fangs.

The scent of her arousal filled the room, and the taiyoukai could stand it no longer. With a mighty lunge he assumed the position of dominance. He had to taste her essence.

Kagome was gasping for breath when the demon placed his mouth upon her center. She never dreamed that sensations like this could be wrought against her sex. With one strong suck she called out his name and then screamed in ecstasy as his wet tongue slipped between her folds. She rose from the bed in her attempt to escape the unbearable pleasure of it, only to see his magnificent white head nestled between her thighs. Her attempts to allude the torturous caress were terminated as his hands clamped down around her thighs. She looked to him with pleading eyes, but his molten gaze would show her no mercy. His tongue was relentless in its pursuit. She bucked and clawed at the bed sheets as her lover stroked her pearl. Something unknown and frightening was building deep inside her, and her tormentor slipped a long finger into her burning wet core to release its fury.

The miko went insane in the first convulsive throws of her climax. Her body arched and her head flew back as the first onslaught of orgasms ripped through her soul. Kagome flailed about grasping for an anchor to hold onto. Her tiny fingers worked their way into white silken hair as she shouted, “Sess... sho... maru!!”

He left her no opportunity to catch her breath as he positioned himself between her widely spread legs. He watched her, watching him, as he teased her folds with the tip of his cock. Faster and faster he stroked the large head of it against her clit, waiting until she begged, “Please... please give it to me.”

“As you wish, my little vixen,” Sesshomaru whispered. He leaned forward slightly, gaining her full attention, “It is going to be painful, my sweet, but it shall pass, and when it does, I will bring you to heights of pleasure that you never knew were possible.”

Kagome could not find her voice. His normally velvet lined voice was rough and tinged with passionate need. She simply nodded her acceptance of his words. He pressed into her wet core slowly, and she wondered at his warning, but when he met her virginal resistance, it became clear.

The pain was unbelievable.

“Aaeee! It’s too... big!” Kagome screamed as she vainly pushed against his muscular chest. Her attempts to escape the tearing pain went unheeded, as her lover remained firmly in place. Her tears could not be stopped, as the burning sensation consumed her.

Sesshomaru watched her face contort in pain, as he thrust his throbbing cock past her virginal barrier. Her screams made his heart race and his demonic nature fought to take control. Her tears almost sent him into a spiraling abyss of animalistic howling, but the taiyoukai held the beast back until she was ready. He would not bring more pain on his little miko. She had suffered enough.

His struggle to keep his youkai at bay seemed to last an eternity, until Kagome finally began to blink away the tears.

Still he remained frozen... waiting.

The movement was light at first, barely noticeable. He still did not move. Again he felt her muscles clench about his shaft, and he knew his wait would soon be over. When she softly moaned and arched just a bit, Sesshomaru knew it was time. He pulled his full length out of her, and listened as she gasped.

Then he thrust it back in.

Her gasp became a loud groan, and the taiyoukai did it over again. He pulled his throbbing cock out, until only the head remained, and thrust it back in. Her vaginal walls clenched his staff as if they wished to hold him in place, making him grunt with the exquisite feel of it. Grunt upon grunt he buried his cock into his little miko, as she writhed beneath him like a wild animal.

Little by little Sesshomaru increased the speed of his thrusts, as he allowed the sounds of wet slapping flesh to play out an erotic tune in his sensitive ears. Her screams mingled with the sensual sounds and he could not keep the beast at bay any longer.

A snarling growl tore through the room, bringing Kagome out her sex induced haze. She looked up to see from where it came, and gasped as her eyes fell upon her demon lover. His golden eyes were crimson red and his snowy hair danced about his shoulders with a nonexistent breeze. His fangs had elongated, as had his claws, and her heart began to pound in her chest at the sight. Sesshomaru had lost his well kept control, and in his place was a fearsome beast.

She screamed as the beast pounded his cock into her hot core.

As if he knew her fear, a dangerous claw came up to tenderly trace her slender cheek. Kagome knew then that Sesshomaru was not lost to her, but still there in his most primal form. She threw her head back, releasing her fear and allowing his hard cock to take her to new heights. She could feel it happening. It was almost the same as before. The aching pooling explosion waiting to erupt with volcanic force.

Her breath caught in her throat, and she bucked against him violently as her release tore through her body. She lost control, and screamed out again and again. She could hear a deep rumbling chuckle of approval, and the pounding continued on.

He could feel it... a tightly wound coil building deep inside him. He howled and snarled as the coil was released, shooting his seed, spurt after spurt deep inside his bitch. He collapsed atop her with the last twitch of his pulsing cock, and the beast comforted his bitch by nuzzling her neck gently as he released a guttural purr from his chest.

Sesshomaru and his beast were very pleased.