A Sister's Gift

Chapter 38 – Completing the Bond

Kagome tucked little Rin into her futon. The child was completely drained of energy after the days activities. She still had not said anything other than her name, but that was a good sign that she would eventually come around. She had already become more accustomed to Kagome, Kikyo and Inuyasha, though Rin was still a little unsure about Inuyasha. Sesshomaru seemed to think that it was simply a sign of higher intelligence on Rin’s part.

Sleep came easily to the two miko’s this night. Kagome wasn’t sure if she could make it to her own futon before her eyes fell shut. Sesshomaru lay beside his mate, recalling the days events. His thoughts drifted to his new enemy, Onigumo, which instinctively drew a low growl from his chest. Kagome seemed to sense his unease, even in sleep, and cuddled closer to him. He pulled his clawed fingers softly through her raven hair, while watching her in sleep. She looked so peaceful, without a worry in the world. He wished that were the truth.

Onigumo was a mystery. A human? Sesshomaru found that he wasn’t quite sure. His scent seemed to be masked, making it almost impossible to tell. That in itself gave way to a whole barrage of questions. The main one being, why? Why would a high ranking human aristocrat need to mask his scent? What purpose could be behind the man’s deception? There was no doubt in Sesshomaru’s mind that the ningen was up to no good. His senses had never failed him in that regard. There was something dark inside of that human. Something that Sesshomaru had to keep away from Kagome at all cost.

The sweet scent of Kagome drifted into his consciousness, and Sesshomaru nuzzled his nose deeper into her hair. He slid his hand down her slender curves eliciting a little moan from his sleeping mate. ‘So beautiful,’ he silently coo’d. The pale moonlight danced across her smooth cheeks, giving her an angelic glow. Never would he have imagined the strength of feeling, that he held for Kagome. In all his centuries he had never met a female that sparked his interest deeper than simple lust. No female youkai had ever turned his head while stealing his heart. Carnal pleasure was gained easily enough, but the feelings of love were never stirred.

Sesshomaru felt the urge to laugh out at his current situation. If he had been approached sixty years ago by someone prophesying that he would become a slave to the human race only to take his ningen mistress as his mate, well, he would have promptly lopped off their head. Yet here he lay, beside the mistress who is now his most beloved.

His fire for Kagome actually surprised him. The need to posses her body, heart and soul almost consumed him completely. Once again he pondered the primal urge that continued to set his beast free during mating with his little miko. He worried that he would bring harm to her. Once released, the beast took over his body and mind. Although he knew the beast felt love for his mate, his fierce brutality could prove to damage the frail human woman lying beside him. That thought made him shudder.

A taiyoukai’s strength lay behind his ability to control his power. To control the inner beast and the awesome power of one’s youki was detrimental to maintain life. The beast was a destructive force meant to rip and tear, causing pain and destruction. To think that this is the creature holding his sweet Kagome during their most intimate moments, was highly unsettling.

To be sure, his body definitely derived great pleasure from the soft warm folds of his mates’ tight core. A sense of calming love and peace followed their mating, which he could only image one could attain during the assention to heaven.

Maybe it was because the bond wasn’t complete? Could the beast be calling for closure, thus causing this turmoil? The bond he felt was strong, and he was acutely aware of Kagome’s emotions and love for him, proving that his connection to her was binding. She displayed her increasing power tonight, in her fight against the miko from hell. He found himself surprised by the speed in which her body was evolving. It could be her miko powers, giving speed to the transformation, but there really was no way to tell for sure if that were the case.

Maybe his decision to hold off on bringing the bond full circle was not the best. He hoped to wait until leaving this city behind, before completing the ceremony. The changes to Kagome’s body would possibly encourage further ridicule from the ningen’s surrounding them. He had no idea how far the change would go when his blood was introduced to her miko power. There were no others with which to compare. Inuyasha’s mother was only a human princess. A far cry from a powerful miko. Kagome’s blood is special, and flows with the power to destroy those like himself. The final product would be intriguing to see.

Sesshomaru pulled Kagome closely against his chest, enjoying the feel of her warmth. He was destined to protect her against harm, and yet he could actually bring pain during lovemaking. A frightening thought. Perhaps he should complete the bond sooner than planned? Already the other miko’s are aware of their true relationship, so the physical aspects would not be so detrimental anymore. Further thought on the situation led him to agree. It was time to complete the mating bond, and he hoped that would be the key to regaining his control.

The following morning, before the sun peeked over the horizon, Sesshomaru softly began to nudge Kagome to wakefulness. He whispered sweet words softly against her ear, enjoying the shivers that his silky baritone voice induced. Soon he was rewarded when she rolled over and cracked her eyes open.

“Ohayou, Sesshomaru,” Kagome whispered with her sleep laden voice.

“Ohayou, Kagome,” Sesshomaru returned. “I wish to speak to you, before the other’s awaken.”

Kagome stretched her body, looking for all the world like a wily feline. Sesshomaru took the opportunity to rub his hands over her taught stomach and up to the underside of her breast. He wished he could strip her clothes from her body and further explore the hidden delights that she had to offer, but the sun would soon rise. With the sun would come too many prying eyes.

Kagome followed her mate out out to the courtyard. Sesshomaru led her through the darkness with ease, and they were soon walking near the far corner beside the dojo. He stopped her there and began to tell her of his concern for her safety.

“Kagome, there is something that this Sesshomaru has not told you about the mating bond.”

Kagome was curious. Something that he hasn’t told her? Why would he hold something back? A wave of worry washed over her. It must be bad if he deliberately held back something from her.

“Do not fret, my Kagome. What this Sesshomaru must tell you is nothing harmful. The bond we have now is strong, but it is incomplete. There is one more step that will bind you closer to me. You see, I have tasted your blood, but you have yet to taste mine.”

Taste his blood? Kagome turned the words over in her mind. “What do you mean, Sesshomaru?”

“I mean, what I said, my lovely mate. In order to completely fulfill the mating bond, both partners must drink from one another. You must drink of my blood,” answered the taiyoukai. “I hope, that by completing the circle, it will serve to satisfy the beasts raging hunger for you. He wants you as badly as I do, and I hope that once the mating bond becomes complete, that the beast inside of me will feel at peace with the part of me that holds dominion over him. We will share you. Up until now he takes control, but I wish to bring us together.”

Kagome didn’t know what to say. Does he mean that she had been making love to the beast and not Sesshomaru? Could they become separate beings yet stay as one? “Do you mean that, you, Sesshomaru, have never made love to me?”

Sesshomaru cracked a slight smile at her obvious concern. “I am he, and he is me. We have both had you, but this Sesshomaru must never lose complete control. Terrible things could happen.”

Kagome sighed heavily, trying to make sense of it all. “I want to complete the bond, Sesshomaru.” She raised her huge doe eyes, full of innocence and purity. “I trust you.”

Sesshomaru drew a razor sharp claw over the base of his neck leaving no visible mark. Suddenly a thin line of crimson appeared, building until it began to make a trail down his shoulder. He pulled her to it. “Drink of me, my love. Become one with me until such time as we both are no more.”

The metallic liquid filled her mouth, forcing her to fight the urge to gag and spit it out. Instead, she closed her mind to the taste and thoughts, of exactly what the warm liquid was. She focused on the scent of her mate filling her nose. He smelled like the forest after a rain. She lost her self in that smell, until she felt a warmth pooling deep in her belly.

The warmth grew to almost unbearable strength, accompanied by the sudden tightening of womanly muscles. Sesshomaru pulled her closer, and Kagome could hear the moan come from her throat. The climax was unexpected, and shook her body with a force. Wave after wave of soul shuddering orgasms rocked her frame in the most blissful moment of her natural born life.

When the wound slowed, and ceased to produce more of Sesshomaru’s lifeblood, Kagome pulled breathlessly away. She could barely catch her breath, and her body continued to feel the remaining pleasures of her release. “Oh... Kami. What happened?”

Sesshomaru took her mouth captive with his own. He slipped his tongue out to trace along her lower lip, before carefully biting and teasing his way into her mouth. His Kagome moaned deeply, much to his pleasure, renewing his wish to explore the moist cavern belonging to his mate. Her taste was so sweet, and he loved the feel of her weak little tongue batting against his own. He groaned in satisfaction, before finally releasing her to acquire a breath of much needed air. “That, my love, was my gift to you. The completion of our bond has satisfied your body, as it has satisfied mine. We are joined until death, my Kagome.”

Kagome smiled up at her mate’s golden eyes. “I love you.”

Sesshomaru hugged her close. “I love you as well.”

The sun was beginning to cast it’s dancing light over the land, and the two rose to return to the other’s. They strolled side by side, and arm in arm through the rapidly evaporating morning mist.

Kagome quirked an eyebrow, at Sesshomaru, and decided to ask the question currently plaguing her mind. “Sesshomaru, will that happen every time I taste your blood?”

Sesshomaru could not hold back the chuckle at her question. He could sense the eagerness, and it amused him greatly. ‘It must have felt exceptionally good,’ he thought. “Though we do not have to renew the mark every time we come together, the results should always be the same.”

Kagome smiled widely, and skipped her feet in glee. This mating mark thing certainly had its advantages.