I Don’t Want a Mate

A/N: Just wanted to thank JadedInu8 for her help in being an extra beta for me. I also want to thank once more Yukihime for putting up with me. I greatly appreciate it girls.

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Her blood thrummed; it burned in her veins calling for a release she didn't want to grant. She knew the slow simmer of desire even if she had never given in to it before. She caught a glance of her mate from the corner of her eye. She refused to give in. She had to stay strong. Just because she was supposedly going to come to him crawling, for release, didn't mean she couldn't fight it tooth and nail. She stiffened her spine and looked over the edge of the cloud they rode on. The sweeping scenery did little to calm her blood. Her skin itched with desire, it tingled in anticipation. She clamped down on her errant hormone induced feelings. She was strong, she would hold out until there was no other choice. She would not make this easy on him.

They had returned to her childhood home after her exam, which surprisingly Sesshoumaru had done well at, and set about packing immediately. Sesshoumaru had saved all of his questions until the car ride home, and some of them had been ones Kagome herself had not thought to ask. Once home, he rushed her through the door with orders to pack. He wanted to be back to his palace by nightfall. He was unwilling to get caught by her need to feed the pup while traveling. He wanted her to be as comfortable as possible when it happened. So mid-afternoon found her packed and ready. She said tearful goodbyes. The next prenatal exam was scheduled and they would return soon enough, but it was still hard for her. Her mother, brother and grandfather were excited to see her go and wanted to hear all about her new home when she next returned.

Snapping back to the present, Kagome refocused on the scenery. In the distance, a traditional palace came into view. It rested on a plateau and was surrounded by homes of various prestige, the village proper and the palace were separated by a gate. Nobles to peasants were starting to line the town square after spotting their lord's mode of transport. As they drew closer, the entire village had gathered and were bowing to their Liege. Gliding silently and effortlessly lower past the throng, Sesshoumaru directed them to the courtyard before their home, if a palace can be called such.

The servants and residing nobles had already gathered and were bowed awaiting him. Kagome's lust filled mind was overridden by her logic, the homecoming proved a valuable distraction from her heated body. Any distraction at this point was a welcome one. She wasn't supposed to suffer from the effects of feeding her baby till tomorrow or late tonight. Pity her body wasn't going to cooperate with her schedule.

Sesshoumaru gently grasped her waist and held her close to him while the cloud dissipated beneath their feet. He bent over slightly and whispered instructions for her to stay close. His warm moist breath on her ear sent shivers of desire coursing through her. Stifling a moan that threatened to escape, she nodded quickly. Loathed as she was to admit it, there was no way she was going to venture far from her unwanted mate, he was safety. No matter what, she knew in her heart that he would not harm her, that he had truly never wanted to harm her. Releasing his hold on her, he slid one large tapered hand to the small of her back and urged her forward. The kowtowing demons glanced, and the females in most cases glared, at her from their submissive position careful to keep their heads down. Not a whisper or mutter passed lips, though the area thrummed with questions as to who the lowly human was being treated with such respect by their great and terrible ruler. Sesshoumaru stopped at the entrance to the palace and turned to face the throng, gently guiding her to do so as well. The bowed bodies gracefully stood and awaited their lords proclamation.

"May I introduce the Lady Kagome of the Western Lands."

It seemed as if time had stopped. Nary a person breathed for fear of making the tenuous hold on reality slip. Sesshoumaru could virtually hear the accusing thoughts of his people. His face portrayed nothing of his feelings, as it should be. He was a master of control and now was the time more than any other to utilize it. There would be people, mainly females, who would see his delicate mate as a threat. Others would view her as a weakness. Fools all of them, but he would be careful to treat those fools as the threats they were. They were far more dangerous than the ones who would wait to see how to play this unexpected situation.

Tentatively a male youkai stepped forward. His general, Keiji, was always a cautious optimistic but a realist none the same. He knew of Sesshoumaru's general dislike of the human species and read more into the union than others. "My Lord, if I may be so bold?" Waiting for a moment, he took his lord's silence as assent. "Why have you chosen a human, a miko, as the Lady?" Keiji's golden hair swayed gently in the spring breeze from it's high ponytail, his blue eyes calculating.

Sesshoumaru studied him, quietly taking his time. The youkai was tense, obviously he was expecting a harsh response, maybe a disembowelment for his question. Luck was with him this day, he would be spared his life for the impertinent question. It was one Sesshoumaru needed to address, he couldn't very well offer the information. Lords do not offer explanations to their followers.

"The Lady Kagome, Keeper of the Jewel of Four Souls, did something no other female in fifty years has accomplished. She survived." With that Sesshoumaru did an about-face, drawing his mate with him and entered his home. Some would question the truth of the statement. Those were the ones to fear above the others. A lord does not offer information nor does he explain. Her survival of being taken by him during mating season spoke of her power. There were bound to be fools who challenged that power, and they would pay for their folly with their lives. No one would be allowed to jeopardize the life of either his pup or that of his mate. Vigilance would be at an all time high for him.

Sesshoumaru led his mate swiftly through the wings of his palace. He wanted to get her to the safety of his chambers first. He would leave her there for a short time before returning to her. He would have to keep a close eye on her. He could smell the musky scent of her desire. She had entered into the next stage of development during the pregnancy sooner than he had estimated. Her eyes would dilate in suppressed yearning before she seemed to give a mental shake of her head and regain control. He had to hand it to her, she was a strong female. She had been fighting the commands of her body and the needs of the pup for the last two hours. Even youkai females didn't normally last that long.

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She couldn't stand to be touched. She skirted around the servants and nobles trying desperately to get to the safety of her rooms. 'Why does Sesshoumaru have to walk so damn slow?' She needed to be in her room safe from everyone. She hoped beyond hope that he would leave her once she was there. She needed relief from the liquid heat at her core. She knew from what he had said earlier that it wouldn't be enough. That this exquisite torture would require him, his touch, his essence. She would need her mate, her tormentor, her rapist. Her mind howled in rage that she would require this atrocity against her in order to allow her baby to survive. Thoughts whispered that it wasn't what he had wanted either. He had no choice, he had tried to prevent this. Those softly spoken threads of reason were getting stronger lately. She couldn't fight it but she tried. Her eyes watered with forcibly withheld tears. She needed to get to that damn room, now.

Finally they stopped at a door. Impatiently she waited for him to slid it open. The room was large but not absurdly so. The center of the room had a large futon laid out with piles of pillows and a mound of fabric that served as sheets. A flash of heat consumed her before she could regain control of herself. Kagome entered the room slightly skittish, her movements jerky. Her breathing turned shallow as she turned to gaze at her silent mate. Another flash of heat consumed her. Gods, how she wanted him. She wanted nothing more than to strip him down and consume him like the desire was consuming her. 'I will be strong, and I won't embarrass myself.'

"I will return momentarily, my dear. I need to speak to General Keiji before I can tend to you." Kagome narrowed her eyes at him at the mentioning of him 'tending' to her as if he was doing something undesired. She would have to have been blind to miss the spark of desire in his amber eyes. "I must make sure he puts the guards on alert to insure no one is foolish enough to attempt to harm you. I will be back soon. In the mean time, make yourself as comfortable as possible." His nostrils flared slightly and his eyes narrowed minutely as he caught the scent of her need before he stiffened his back and forcibly made himself leave the room.

Kagome felt a brief relaxation of her muscles at his departure before another wave of heat engulfed her. It was hot, so very hot in that room. She felt as if she was a caged animal. She knew not to open that door in her current state. She would have to find some way to maintain her control. She knew that it was hopeless to fight any longer. She needed release. She also knew on a basic primitive level that the only one to grant that would be her mate. Sesshoumaru. She tugged at the collar of her dress restlessly. Now she knew why Sesshoumaru had insisted on her adorning it. It was conservative for her time true and she didn't own a proper kimono to wear in his time. This dress, however, had a long line of buttons down the front. It would make it easier to undo them without having to feel vulnerable by undressing all the way. Steeling herself she began undoing just the first few buttons. She needed her mate, and she was both fearful and excited about what was to come when he returned.

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Sesshoumaru swept down the halls with silent steps. He needed to find Keiji fast. Kagome wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. "Keiji," he bellowed his monotone voice managing to convey his urgency. Normally he would be calmer. A subtle release of his scent would usually suffice to summon his General, but he was being affected by his mate now. It had taken all of his self-control to walk out of that room. He wanted, needed, to go back to her.

"My Lord."

Sesshoumaru let out an internal sigh of relief. Turning around he saw Keiji coming into view. Bowing low, the golden haired General awaited his orders. "Come." Sesshoumaru continued down the hall to his study. This needed to be done in private. There was no reason for the entire palace to know his personal life. Taking a seat behind his desk, he waited for his General to slide the door shut and give him his undivided attention. Sesshoumaru gazed into the blue eyes before him. Only when he saw the older male shift slightly in discomfort did he begin. "Since this Sesshoumaru's mate is human there is bound to be those who are under the fallacious assumption that she is weak." He paused to capture the icy orbs before him, drilling all of the heated resolve of his amber ones into them. "The Lady Kagome is to be kept safe at all times. I want patrols around the palace strengthened. This Sesshoumaru's mate is carrying the heir to the Western Lands and, as such, will require most of my time. See to it that the border patrols are strengthened as well, send those that are less likely to accept the new lady with a few loyal soldiers to keep an eye on them. I want only the most loyal to this Sesshoumaru allowed in close proximity to her."

"Of course, my lord."

"Keiji, there are those that will attempt to harm my mate. I leave it to you to find them before they can attempt such. The nobles with females of age will want my mate removed. Have a spy you trust among them. Put a stop to any plots swiftly."

"Yes, my lord."

"That is all Keiji." Sesshoumaru waited impatiently for his general to exit. He could still smell Kagome's scent clinging to his clothing. Knowing that she was desperate for his touch was causing flashes of fire to shoot to his loins. The silk of his pants was both soothing and frustrating on the evidence of his need for her.

Keiji paused at the study door and turned his head to look back at Sesshoumaru. Cool blue eyes gazed at him appraisingly. "Sesshoumaru, from the old man who raised you, answer me truthfully?" Sesshoumaru nodded his acquiescence. "Is this little miko the one whom your beast picked? Did she really survive where forty-five demonesses have all met their death?"

Silence cloaked the room for a moment while Sesshoumaru debated what to reveal. Keiji was like a father to him, he understood what was said in confidence and what could be revealed. "Yes, my friend, she is the one my beast chose." Keiji's eyes glittered with this secret knowledge. "She not only survived the mating of my beast at it's worst, but nearly escaped it." Sesshoumaru smirked slightly at the look on his mentor's face. It truly was remarkable that she did. It reinforced to Sesshoumaru that his beast had indeed chosen well. "The battle she fought with me was short but more than enough to meet blood requirements. I engaged her around dusk and she eluded capture till after the moon was past its zenith."

Keiji gasped. "She evaded capture for so long?"

"Indeed. She suffered no injuries from the mating itself that any virgin would not have. I am under no delusions that if she had known what direction her companions were in and ran to them for aid, she would have escaped my beast."

"She was left undefended?" Keiji said incredulously. Surly even humans knew to guard their own during mating season.

"Indeed. Her human companions had left to mate leaving my mutt of a brother to guard her while she recovered from the battle with Naraku two days before." A look of disgust flashed over his eyes. "He left her asleep and unguarded to mate with the once dead miko."

"She did not even know she was unguarded?"

"No, she did not. I am still confused as to how she was able to sense my presence when I was masking my aura. No matter. Now if you will excuse me, I need to see to my mate." Sesshoumaru rose and glided across the room. Only the discernible eye would see the signs of his hurry. Any with a good nose, however, could smell his need.

"One more thing before you go, pup." Sesshoumaru glared at Keiji but held his tongue. Being a surrogate father gave one certain privileges. "You don't seem happy about this mating considering she's the female you wanted."

"I am pleased with having her as my mate. However, I am displeased about how it happened. My mate is unhappy. For a human, being taken in such a way is rape. A lesser female would have been broken by the mating." As he swept out of the study and back toward his chamber, he briefly saw the look of shock on Keiji's face. It seemed that, like so many other youkai, he had not considered the differences in species and culture.

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Sesshoumaru entered his chamber and stopped, fixated on the most erotic sight he had ever seen. Kagome laid on their futon devoid of any clothing. Her skin glistened with a thin sheen of sweat in the waning light of the setting sun. Her ebony hair was a disorderly halo on the mound of pillows. Her full pale rose colored lips were parted in a silent gasp with her azul eyes closed to him. This image alone would have incited the fire in his loins, but it was what her delicate hands were doing that stole his breath away. Silently, Sesshoumaru slid the door closed, his eyes captivated on his sumptuous mate. He refused to chance letting someone, who happened to be passing by, view this. He considered himself extremely lucky he was getting to view it. Quickly and silently, he divested himself of his armor and clothing after making sure his wards were in place. No one was to enter his chamber unless they wanted a violent end. The wards would make sure that not only would no one be able to enter easily, but no sounds or scent could leave till they were dropped.

His eyes traveled over her slowly, tortuously. Her eyes clinched shut tighter as she gave an almost silent gasp of pleasure. Her tongue darted briefly between her lips leaving a moist trail behind. A delicate hand was moving slowly over a bare breast, pulling and massaging her dusky nipple. He followed down the soft planes of her stomach to the sweet valley between her legs. Kagome's other hand was rapidly stroking her sensitized bundle of nerves. Her legs spread wide and her hips lifted off the soft blankets. Absently, he noted that she concentrated solely on her clit and never penetrated herself with those lucky digits.

Sesshoumaru unconsciously reached down and began to stroke himself as he watched his mate in her pleasure. He never realized that witnessing a female pleasure herself was so erotic. Silently, so as not to disturb the sensual visual before him, he glided toward her. His vision tinging pink around the edges. The musky smell, the soft gasps, and the delicious sight of her was overwhelming to him. He wanted to taste her, touch her. Releasing his hold on his member, he gently climbed onto the futon with her. A sudden gasp ripped from her throat as her legs clamped shut around her still moving hand and her hips lifted her further off the bedding as her back arched. Quickly, Sesshoumaru gently pried her legs apart positioning his head between them. He cupped her cheeks keeping her airborne, while his tongue took the first tentative taste of his mate. He groaned in delight.

Licking the last of her orgasm from her delicate folds, he raised his eyes and caught hers. Sesshoumaru felt her stiffen beneath him. Belatedly, he realized that she was responding to his beast's presence. Gently he placed a kiss on her heated sex before lowering her back down to the bedding. Eyes locked, blue to red tinged gold, he slowly parted his mouth making sure he held her attention. His tongue slipped between his thin lips and licked her juices from them, a growl of pleasure rumbling from his chest. He wanted her to know he was pleased by her performance and her taste.

Kagome was torn. Her body burned with desire even as her walls continued to pulse, but her heart tripped with the fear of his beast. She held onto the knowledge that even though his beast was present, it was not dominate, and she was safe as long as that held true. She reassured herself that she could handle a Sesshoumaru with pink tinted eyes, it was the ruby-eyed one she feared.

"Mate, you must relax." His low silken voice slid over her skin sending a volley of shivers across it. "I will not hurt you, my beast will not hurt you. Think back to when I claimed you as my own. My beast, even lost to its urges, never harmed you."

Kagome blinked at him hard. He was right. While her previous experience had been terrifying and unwanted, he had never harmed her. Slowly, she forced her body to relax. She needed him, their baby needed what only he could provide. She knew it, and now it was time to accept it. They were bound whether she wished it or not. She felt the last vestiges of her anger slowly melt away. No matter how hard she had tried to retain it, deep down she knew her very nature would absolve him of blame. She couldn't help but forgive a man who had tried so hard to prevent taking her the way he did. She was still afraid of his beast, but was willing to trust his other half. Ready to move on she gave a jerky nod.

Sesshoumaru released a breath he didn't know he was holding. She was going to allow this without fighting. He thanked all the gods he knew for this chance to prove to her that he was a worthy mate. He rumbled a pleased growl at her, his eyes hooded in appreciation of this gift. Sliding his heated skin up her body, he shuddered at the satin feel of her under him. He kept his eyes on her face to ascertain her responses to his advances. He wanted to do nothing that could drive her away from him, not now, not ever.

When his head came chest level with her, he dipped it slightly keeping all his senses focused on his mate. Sesshoumaru's tongue swirled around her aureole, savoring the salty taste of her skin, savoring the feel of her flesh pebble under his moist tongue, carefully avoiding her nipple till it budded. Gently, he took her bud into his mouth and suckled. Her face slackened in pleasure as she gave a soft gasp. Her hands reflexively flying to his head and clutching his silken tresses.

He watched as her eyes close in pleasure, her head pressed back into the pillows, her hands pushing him to take more of her breast into his mouth. Motivated by her responses, he lightly slid his claws down her sides careful not to mar her delicate skin. Remembering how she caressed herself, one hand drifted down between her sweet thighs.

Distracting her by massaging her free breast, he gently began to swirl a finger around her bundle of nerves. Kagome began to lightly pant under his touch and writhe slightly. The feel of his mildly calloused fingers was driving her passion to new heights. Slowly, his finger drifted from her pearl to caress her folds with feather touches. Her breath hitched softly catching in her throat. Gently parting her folds with a single digit, he kept a close eye on her, making sure he wasn't causing her to become uncomfortable. He lavished open mouth kisses on the flesh of her breast while plucking the other nipple.

Carefully, mindful of his claws, he pushed one finger into her wet depths and moaned lowly at the feel of her velvet walls clenching him. The heady perfume of her essence caused him to break eye contact as his eyes rolled back in bliss. Vaguely, Kagome realized that she was not the only one to moan at the intrusion. The feel of his finger gliding in and out of her was only negated by the subtle press of his youki on her reiki. He added fingers and changed his pace as he saw fit, but made sure to always lavish attention on her clit, he figured there was a good reason why she had concentrated on it earlier. It was probably more than enough to send her over the edge, but he selfishly wanted to feel her around him, even if, for now, it was around his fingers. Sesshoumaru moved his mouth from her breast to her throat as his began nipping and suckling gently at her slightly salty skin, delighting in her moans and shudders.

A gasp tore from her throat as she pushed her hips against his hand hard. Kagome felt herself tense as she reached her second release. One hand tugged on his locks, while the other dropped to his muscled shoulder and bit her nails into his flesh. She clinched her eyes tightly and threw her head back as a scream caught in her throat, her mouth open wide, her back arched against her lover in bliss. Sesshoumaru slid his hand from her breast along her sweat slicked skin, under her back pressing her closer to him. The feel of her lush breasts pressed into his hard chest coupled with her throat arching into his open mouth nearly caused him to loose what little hold on himself he had.

This mating was for her pleasure, a chance to earn her trust. He refused to rush it and give in to his urges. Savouring her shudders against him he gently lowered back to the bedding and gazed at the delectable sight she made. Her skin was flushed and had a sheen of sweat, her midnight hair further disarrayed than earlier. The scent of her release on his hand caused him to harden to near painful proportions. His moan of need caused her to languidly open her eyes. The sight of her lust-filled sapphire orbs took his breath away in awe at the raw passion there. He couldn't help but wonder what she would look like under normal circumstances. Bringing his hand to his mouth he made sure to suckle each finger covered in her juices. His eyes glazed over in lust at the spicy flavor.

Swooping down, he captured her lips in a blistering kiss. His tongue pushed its way into her mouth causing him to growl in delight at the sweet taste of her. Kagome pushed her tongue against his, battling briefly with him before giving in. She shivered at the feeling of him dominating her mouth, her body. 'Perhaps there are benefits to being his mate,' the wispy thought evaporated almost as soon as it appeared in her hazy mind. His large hands drifted down her body as he ravaged her mouth leaving fiery trails. She opened her legs to him as he gripped her hips the feel of his claws delicately pricking her skin aroused her further and forced a groan of pleasure from her only to be swallowed by her mate.

She felt him gently push his manhood into her, forcing her to stretch to him. She lifted her legs, hooking them around his hips and gently rocked, helping to ease him into her embrace. A soothing contented growl rose from him as he claimed his mate. The feel of her sliding her delicate hands over him, gripping at his ass before moving again, heightened his pleasure with the knowledge that this time she was participating in their union. His youki tangled with her reiki before sliding into her. The feel of his youki entering her made her blood quicken, her body heat. Her reiki glided over his skin like gentle fingers before tugging on his youki hungrily.

Skin ghosted over skin. Feather light touches caused her to gasp and writhe. His moonlit hair tickled her heated flesh as his warm mouth suckled her nipple. His claws gently, carefully glided down her side raising goosebumps. Kagome could feel the fire in her core climbing higher. A slickness between her legs accompanied the raw passion her mate incited in her. She pinched and pulled on his small nipples, bit his shoulder with each orgasm he forced from her over sensitized body. His growling never stopped sending vibrations deep inside of her. She delighted at the occasional gasps and moans she elicited from her normally stoic mate.

His youki filled her to the brim, forcing her over the pinnacle of pleasure she was riding. Arching and bucking under her mate, she shuddered as she stopped breathing briefly, a scream trapped in her throat at her strongest completion yet. Her walls clinched along Sesshoumaru's shaft, the illusion of slick fingers gripping at him caused him to stiffen and explode into her heat. Arching off of his mate he growled, "Mine," his velvet voice guttural in carnal bliss. Climbing down from his post-coital high, he carefully collapsed next to his exhausted mate.

His male pride soared at the look of satisfaction on her face. Rolling her onto her side he spooned her from behind and growled out once more, "Mine," before slowly drifting off to sleep. Kagome's bliss addled mind vaguely registered the possessive word before joining her mate in slumber.

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Stirring in the early morning light, Kagome slowly made the arduous climb to wakefulness. Vaguely, she became aware of silken fibers entwined around her thighs and threads draped across her bare chest. Flexing muscles and burying her head into the pillow, she resigned herself to the fact that she was indeed awake and needed to start the day. 'Though,' she mused, 'I'm not exactly sure what I'm supposed to do here.' A sleepy sigh escaped her before she shifted to rise from her futon. Corded muscles flexed around her stomach causing her to pause in her attempt to meet the day. Snapping open her eyes, she scanned the length of her nude body.

Sesshoumaru's hair was sliding sensuously across her bare chest as she shifted minutely, his arm had tightened in his sleep around her waist in a purely possessive hold. His tail was twined between her thighs, the tip twitching reminiscent of a cats. The sheets were bunched up at the base of the futon where they had been kicked to the night before.

A barrage of images slammed into Kagome, nearly making her dizzy from the intensity of them. 'I had sex with Sesshoumaru.' It didn't sound right. 'I had sex with my mate.' That sounded better, but still a little off. She had the distinct feeling that that was as good as she was going to get on the subject, at least for now. She tried again to shift away from her possessive mate but his arm pulled her into his firm chest while his tail tightened its grip on her. She sighed inaudibly and resigned herself to being a teddy bear till the overgrown puppy woke. Laying her head down on the pillow, she closed her eyes again. A sleepy rumble vibrated against her back as her mate unconsciously nuzzled her neck with his nose, before sighing and drifting off to a deeper sleep.

Sesshoumaru woke well rested. He was better rested than he had been in years, perhaps decades. The question of why he had fallen asleep wafted though his addled mind before he realized he wasn't alone. Clasped firmly to his body was the body a very naked woman. Startled, he wondered briefly where the hell the woman had come from. He didn't indulge in sex. To many complications arose for someone in his position. It was a testament to how deeply he slept that he had to actually fight the haze surrounding his mind to recognise his own mate.

A wide grin broke out over his stoic face, very close to an actual smile. It seemed odd that such an expression would appear to as if it belonged on his aristocratic features. Few, if any, could claim to have seem such a thing much less remember the last time they had. Opening his amber eyes, he gazed at his mate. He reveled in the fact that he had been able to claim her last night. The only thing that would have made it better was if she had come to him without the need to provide for the pup. His grin faded slightly, that thought did put a damper on his good mood, but not by much. He had wanted her too badly to allow it to get to him.

Stroking her cheek gently with a knuckle he whispered to her, "Kagome, it is time to wake up." Sleepily, she swatted at him. Chuckling softly, he decided to have a little fun before he had to put back on his cold mien and face his people. There was much to do now that he was back. His tail slackened it's grasp on her thighs before sliding between them slowly. Leaning his head into her neck, he nuzzled her gently. When the tip of his tail was between her legs, he slowly moved it upward till it flicked her sex teasingly. One clawed hand drifted up her waist, savoring the feel of the satin skin,to cup a breast.

Kagome's breathing hitched slightly and Sesshoumaru ceased all movement, waiting. When she settled down, he resumed flicking her sex. He placed feather light kisses and gently nips to her neck, before he rolled a nipple between his fingers. She started to moan softly and he felt himself respond in kind, hardening further. Reluctantly, he realized that his fun was going to come at a price. Waking up hard was bad enough, he really shouldn't make thing worse. His little mate would be furious at his for him game and he would be left unfilled no matter what, he was under no delusion that she was ready to mate freely.

Continuing in his ministrations, he raised himself up onto an elbow and gazed at her. She looked sinfully alluring in the morning light. The soft golden light illuminating her. Seeing her struggle to wake, he smirked. "If you do not awaken, I will be forced to take you in your sleep. You are simply to tempting splayed naked in my bed, mate." Kagome's eyes snapped open at the husky voice. Her startled gaze locked on to his amused one. Reluctantly, he removed his hand and tail from her lush body. Holding her gaze he couldn't resist one last taunt. Dipping his head, he captured a turgid nipple and suckled gently before releasing it with a pop at her gasp.

Rising unabashedly, he stood before his mate in dawns golden glow. His long silver tresses mussed from the nights activities glowing golden. His amber eyes resembled molten suns welcoming the new morning. His maroon strips stood out against his cheeks and lids like slashes of blood, even his crescent was more pronounced in the virgin light. Kagome's perusal of him was cut short, "As I said mate, it is time to rise. A servant will be in shortly to assist you. When you are finished, you will meet me in my study. I will inform you of your duties as lady of the house." A smirk graced his features and his eyes burned as they brazenly swept her nude length. "We will also discuss your other duties." Turning on his heel, Sesshoumaru headed off to start his day, smirk still on his lips as he gathered fresh clothes.

Kagome was frozen in her spot on the bedding. The image of him standing bare to her gaze burned her retinas. The image of his arousal heated her core. 'How the hell did that thing fit in me?' Taking a deep breath she mentally gathered herself before the servant was sent in. She firmly put all images of what he looked like, and what he had done to awaken her, out of her mind. Reviewing what he had told her, she started with a realisation.

'It seems today we're going to have a talk.' Kagome groaned internally at the thought. She knew exactly what her other 'duties' were supposed to be.