A Sister's Gift

Chapter 21 – The Claiming

***WARNING This Chapter is nothing but one big ‘ol LEMON! Skip it if you must.

When Sesshomaru moaned into her mouth, Kagome gave into her lustful urge and returned his kiss with all the fire that was pent up inside her young body. Her need for his touch pushed all rational thoughts from her mind. She had longed for his touch for such a very long time.

He explored the moist depths with the determination of a starving man, stopping occasionally to spar with her fleshy tongue, and nip at her lower lip.

The familiar fog began to weave its magic inside her mind, and Kagome relaxed and enjoyed the sensations. She was tired of fighting this. Every miserable day, fighting against herself. She would fight no more. She had been traveling with this incredibly sensual man after spending every day together for weeks, and every minute of every day she longed to touch his flesh. To slide her fingers through his silken tresses. To hear that low rumble from his chest as it vibrates against her skin. She had become addicted to Sesshomaru.

The taiyoukai groaned as he felt her fingers wrap tightly in his hair, Her soft little body pressed urgently against him, driving his own body into a fit of need. He hunched his swollen manhood against her which, elicited a deep moan from Kagome, as she sought to pull his kimono free from his body. She was caught up, as if on an urgent mission, to feel his velvet skin. He felt the heat burning his loins as one of her hands slipped over his bare shoulder and chest. This powerful, painful, ache was overwhelming him as he lost all reason and began to rip her clothing from her body. He had to touch her. He had to press his flesh against her. He had to feel that tight hot warmth that only she could offer.

Kagome felt absolutely faint. Sesshomaru’s hands roamed her body with reckless abandon. She gasped as her clothing was torn from her body and thought for a moment to protest. A glimmer of fear spiked in the little miko, as she suddenly became aware of her vulnerable position. Her innocence was now on the line, and she tried to make the right decision. She tried so very hard. The fog was so thick, and the clouds numbed her mind. Her thoughts were fuzzy and unclear, as those warm hands traced her curves, slowly up her hips, across her tiny waist, until firmly taking her breast captive while teasing the caramel nub between clawed fingers. She groaned at the pleasure that coursed through her wanton flesh.

‘She tastes like fresh honey,’ he thought, as he kissed and sucked upon her tender neck. He could clearly hear her heart racing and the smell of her arousal was enough to bring him to make him scream. There would be no turning back now.

Kagome gasped in surprise as her lovers other hand moved down her back to firmly grasp her behind, successfully pushing her closer against his flesh. She looked into his eyes as he continued his assault of her skin with his mouth. The lust reflected there sent a new pulse of heat into her core as she watched him take her breast into his mouth. Kagome fought the urge to scream in pleasure as his fangs grazed her pert nipple. She threw her head back and let out a soft growl as he tugged and teased at her tender flesh, while using his claws to flick and twist its twin peek.

Ever so slowly his hand moved down from her breast, tracing feather light paths over her stomach. Lower and lower he teased, smiling against the full fleshy mound in his mouth, as the soft curls brushed lightly against his fingertips. Like a serpent searching for prey, his long fingers crept through those springy little curls to find the treasure hidden deep within. His member stiffened to a painful hardness when she cried out as he pressed against her tiny pearl.

He caught her cry with his mouth as he invaded her moist cavern once again with his probing tongue. While he worked the taught bundle of nerves he consumed her passionate moans and screams. Her body shivered under his ministrations to her untouched young body.

With lightning speed Sesshomaru stripped free of his clothing and returned his full attention to Kagome. He took a moment to allow his vision to absorb the enticing image of her naked flushed body. Her hair fanned out around her and her eyes remained sultry slits of seduction. Her hands moved of their own accord tracing a path over her heated flesh. So caught up in her passion that she no longer thought to feel the innocent modesty she usually wore. Instead she appeared to be quite the little vixen, ready and waiting for her lover’s touch.

Sesshomaru watched her as her hand traced her breasts. She smiled slightly up to him, as she played this little game. Lower and lower her hand moved until the youkai let loose of rumbling groan as she cupped herself, tempting him to lose his sanity. “What a little spitfire you are my little miko,” Sesshomaru said in a lusty growl.

She answered him with a throaty “Mmmm”, successfully sending his body into a mindless aching need to bury himself deep within her. Sesshomaru claimed her lips as he slid to cover her body with his own. Her warm flesh, pressed against him, was like a gift from the heavens. Her intense heat almost burned his skin, as her soft breasts pressed against his chest, sending her stiff nipples grazing against him.

Kagome had never felt so safe and warm, as she did at that moment. His passion filled kisses were torturous rapture, which he insisted on spreading over her entire body. His hands moved as if to discover and remember every fiber of her being. His claws grazed lightly over her thigh sending a rash of chills over her flesh. Deep within her abdomen a pulsing hot ache threatened to consume her, and she tenderly called out his name.

While he was kissing a path down her shoulder, Kagome moved to suck and nip at his ear, sending a thrill of vibrations down his right side. He thought for a moment that he would explode prematurely on her thigh when she whispered, “Make me yours” in his ear.

Kagome could feel his engorged member pressing against her thigh, and it made her want him all the more. The enormity of it frightened her to no end, but her body was alive and calling for a fulfillment that she knew only he could give her. His golden eyes had taken on a crimson tint, which added a hint of dangerous excitement to their lovemaking.

A low growl reverberated deep from Sesshomaru’s chest as he said, “I must taste you.”

Kagome couldn’t hold it in. It was simply impossible. All thoughts of holding back were lost when his tongue invaded her most personal spot. The long roughness, now lapping repeatedly over her tender flower was just too much to bear. Her hips rose of their own accord to press against the rapturous sensations being administered to her heated folds of womanly flesh. “Oh! Oh... Great Kami!”

Sesshomaru clutched her hips as she began to buck against his face. Holding her in place was proving to be quite a feat. She thrashed about as a wild woman, and he delighted in it very much. He moved his right hand to press against her abdomen, as he moved the other to enter her. He watched her face as he pushed his long finger inside of the tight sheath of clenching muscles. He was far from disappointed as her head flew up and huge wide eyes stared at him in pleasure engrossed shock. He began to move it inside of her, reveling in her inner heat.

Her demon lover watched as she threw her head back, sending her taught breasts up bouncing with each and every movement. Faster and faster he moved his tongue over her nub as his finger invaded her inner sanctum with merciless thrusts, until he felt the beginnings of her release. Her clenching muscles worked his clawed finger and he made ready for what he knew was to come.

Kagome had never imagined that this kind of pleasure lay in the act of lovemaking. Her carnal awakening was as powerful as the mighty tsunami, washing over her in a tumultuous wave of explosive culmination. How can anything feel this intense and wonderful? She screamed, “Oh... Oh... Help me... Sessho... Sess... sho... maru!”

The taiyoukai busied himself lapping up her juices, while listening to her screaming out his name. A satisfaction he had never known flooded through him with the knowledge that he could bring his miko to this torrid state.

Kagome had barely recovered from that onslaught of sensational waves, when suddenly the warmth of his tongue disappeared, eliciting a tiny whimper from her. Before she could utter another word, her inuyoukai had moved to hover once more above her. She knew what he wanted, and her body reacted without neither saying a word. Kagome spread her legs for him and felt the tip of his member pressing against her opening. She locked her chestnut gaze to his crimson eyes, and before he could move to enter her she slid her hand down bravely to grasp the velvety rock hard flesh tightly.

Sesshomaru moaned roughly as her tiny hand encircled his staff, and was amazed when she guided him to her sopping core. He lowered himself to her flushed lips, all swollen and inviting, as they called to him. He took her lips as she released her hand from his stiff member, and he plunged it into her, ripping through her virginal barrier, as the scream of pain tore forth from her mouth. He muffled the wretched cry as best he could with his kiss, and felt his heart tear apart at the look of pain now on her beautiful face. The tears poured down from her tightly clenched eyes and Sesshomaru move to kiss them away, while whispering words of comfort to his beloved little miko. He had made her a woman. He, Sesshomaru, and he would never let anyone take her away from him. He slowly and tenderly kissed her eyes, down her cheeks, across her chin and back to her swollen lips.

When he felt her move just a little Sesshomaru groaned. His manhood, aching and painful, begged for the friction of her tight cavern. He watched her closely, until finally she peeked through those teary lashes, giving him the sign that he had been waiting for. He pulled slowly out of her. The sensation was deafening to his mind. Her walls clung to him, pulling at his taut flesh. She moaned and he plunged back in. On and on he thrust his stiff member in and out of Kagome’s inferno of wet muscles. He looked into her eyes and growled his pleasure.

The pain had been searing and overwhelming, but as it faded Kagome began to feel the burning ache once more. He taiyoukai began to pump himself into her and she looked into his crimson gaze as he released an animalistic growl. His beast had been released and it both frightened her and made her want more. The slow pace sped up as he ground himself repeatedly into her hot cavern. The sounds of his muscular thighs pounding against her flesh reverberated through the night, as it mingled with obscure grunts and moans.

“By the... Gods... woman... you are so... tight,” Sesshomaru grunted breathlessly.

Kagome thrust her hips upward to meet his pumping flesh. She clung to his member with her muscular velvet walls, milking her demon with her womanhood. His speed increased to a pace beyond that of any mere mortal, and the fire began to burn inside her until she felt she would lose her mind. Her nails tore into the flesh of his back and she gripped him tightly as the orgasmic convulsions rendered her helpless beneath him.

Sesshomaru lost control to his beast who took up the reins with a fierce drive to dominate this bitch beneath him. His thrusts pounded his sword deep into her core with preternatural speed. Her face contorted in her sexual bliss and he growled once more as he felt her walls clinging to him at the onslaught of her release. Her tiny form bucked and flailed about in her orgasm sending a fanged smile on the beast’s face. He made no move to cease his assault on her womanhood, instead he only slowed the pace until she once again had some semblance of control. Her breathing was erratic and both their bodies now were coated in a fine film of sweat, but on and on he thrust his rod into her sweet depths.

Kagome grasped for his shoulders and neck. The pleasure was almost too much. Powerful thrust after thrust he continued working his hard staff in and out of her tender body, until once more she felt the intense building knot in her abdomen. She threw back her head once more and screamed his name, “Sess... sho... maru!”

Her release was incredible, as the muscles in her sheath threatened to cut him right off. So powerful was this attack on his flesh that immediately following her scream, he felt his own release threaten. Her clenching muscles milked his staff until he poured his seed deep inside her while howling out a roar of conquest.

Before Sesshomaru could regain control of his beast, the creature claimed her. He buried his fangs into the crook of her neck, and lapped as her powerful miko blood tingled into his mouth. Sesshomaru heard her gasp and knew it was too late. He had marked her. Marked his Mistress.