Across the Ages

OI! There be lemony goodness ahead!
Chapter Fifty Seven

Her head swam with the force of her sensations. Sesshoumaru used every ounce of knowledge he had to make certain that her dark memories were broken. Only the shining pillar of himself would remain in her thoughts. He would make certain of it. He pulled her with him closer to the water.

His claws raking through the silk of her garments. He would not suffer the stink of dragon on her any longer. His possesive growl making liquid heat pool in her belly. He'd arrived in time, once again to save her from a fate worse that death.

Her hands ached to touch him, needed to touch him. Imprint his scent, his memory onto her body. She tugged at the armor, unlatching it almost clumsily. His lips never leaving hers as she worked. She felt the cool night air sweep across her flesh.

His clawed hands falling overs, guiding her to the knot of his obi. He slipped his blades free and let them slip to the grass. Her cool hands slid over the hot expanse of his muscled chest, his haori falling to the grass as he tugged the hakama knot free.

He stepped forward and free of his clothing, sweeping her softness against him. She moaned at the contact. Her nimble fingers sliding into his hair, nails scraping softly at his scalp. His answering growl spilling into her mouth.

Suddenly she felt the lap of cold water as he picked her up and carried her with him into the lake once more. She shivered at the contact and pressed closer to his heat. "Cold?" he asked darkly. She nodded beneath his chin and he dropped a kiss on her shoulder. "You'll be warm soon" he promised.

Settling himself on an outcropping of stone, he pulled her to straddle his waist. She looked at him in wonder. The moonlight dancing on the water, kissing him in a softly brilliant glow. His eyes gleamed in the dimness. Reminding her of the powerful inhuman male beneath her.

His hands trailed over her skin, claws raising goosebumps in their wake. She whimpered softly, when he leaned forward to nip along her collarbone, soothing the tender flesh with slow laps of his tongue. He nipped at her neck, suckled the flesh there, leaving red marks.

Her neck had always been sensitive, which was just was well, since it was his favorite area. She had a lovely neck, long and slim and smooth. He loved every bit of it. She panted under his care. Her hands clenching on powerful shoulders as her head fell back allowing him greater access.

His fangs grazed over her, satin lips, velvet tongue. She shivered in his arms and he caught the scent of her arousal despite the presence of water. He pressed a kiss to the valley between her breasts and she cuddled his head closer to her.

His palms slid upwards to cup her mounds as his head descended to lave and lick and nip and love. She arched her back offering him more of herself and he growled against her. Tongue snaking out to curl around hardened peaks. Fangs pressed into the surrounding softness, leaving slight indentations.

He suckled like a pup, swirling his tongue around the turgid flesh before pulling back letting the rosy peak slip from his mouth with a small wet pop. Then he attacked the other and she trembled at his might. His conquering assault of her senses.

His own need made itself know as it thumped against her stomach. Sliding one hand beneath the water, she squeezed him lightly. He rumbled and she did it again. Her delicate little hand slipping to stroke and tease. She squeezed hard on the down stroke and fluttered her fingers perfectly on the upswing of her movements.

Sesshoumaru groaned and buried his face in the crook of her shoulder as she worked him so skillfully. He wanted to toss her down and take her. His inu howled for it. To reaffirm his ownership. His civil side reminded the beast that she'd been hurt and frightened and so she must be comforted before they had pleasure.

Ayeka looked up at him in question when he pulled her hand from his length. "No" he growled as he lifted her up and strode toward the shore. His wife clasped around him, arms around his neck, legs at his waist. He knelt and settled her on the soft grass.

She looked up at him but he growled to her and she bared her neck. She wanted to give him everything. He pressed a kiss to the fluttering pulse at her throat. His hands trailed across her flat stomach, making the muscles jump beneath his fingers.

Claws danced across her thighs, before parting them. Ayeka flushed at his direct gaze. Before she could speak he shrugged her knees onto his shoulders. His hot breath teased over her moist flesh. Her scent rising, stronger now to his nose. Like a powerfully addictive drug.

He lowered his head and lapped at her, tasting her juices on the slick outer lips. He teased the flesh of her inner thigh with his tongue before delving back into the folds before him. His agile tongue lifted until it caught the underside of her pearl.

She arched beneath him at the blatant touch. Her hands flying to his head, stroking his neck and and pointed ears. He buried his mouth against her core, tongue making whorls within the wet flesh as he sought her entrance. She whimpered and panted as he thrust his tongue into her. Slowly lapping at her inner walls. His long tongue sliding along sweet muscle.

Her body fluttered against his tongue and he opened his mouth wide, pressing a fang to her pearl and growling. The vibration shooting through her like liquid lust. He felt her tense and then lapped at the reward of sweetness that she gave him.

He let her catch her breath and then attacked her again. His fingers joining his mouth this time. He slipped a finger deep within her and then a second. Her hips bucked off the grass as much as he would allow her. Turning his palm toward the sky he plunged deep within her and curled his fingers.

She cried out as the burning sensation began and he rubbed over that spot again and again until her whole body was wracked with tremors. His tongue danced around her pearl. Her head thrashed against the green grass, her breaths short, harsh pants as he drove her ruthlessly before him.

"Let go Ayeka" he commanded. She mewled in protest, too much too fast. He growled against her again, harshly this time, "Come for me now!" he barked, curling his fingers again as his tongue pressed on the bead. Her back arched and he let her juices rush from her body, the deep tight contractions of her body around his fingers making his grit his teeth.

Ayeka whimpered, unable to draw breath properly as he slid up her body, her right knee still braced on his shoulder and he slowly entered her throbbing channel. He pressed his face into the softness of her shoulder as he fought for control. She was tight despite their many couplings.

She threw her head back and cried out his name. He pressed deeper into her body, filling her as he wanted to, leaving no part of her untouched. Scalded by his heat, she clung to him, but he caught her wrists and pinned the above her head with one large hand.

She was helpess to him, his hard chest pressed tightly against hers, her thigh caught to his shoulder with his other hand. He moved against her and she moaned, biting her lip to quiet herself. He leaned forward and dragged his tongue over her teeth. "Let me hear you" he groaned.

He began his rhythm then, a slow, hard rhythm that lifted her off the ground with each thrust. She wrapped her leg around his slim hips, pulling him closer to her. He leaned back, pressing kisses to her raised ankle. It was not enough, he wanted more, wanted all of her. He had to be deeper. Pulling her up against his chest, he let her straddle him. His large hands cupping her bottom and lifting her on his length.

It was only a matter of minutes before another orgasm tore through her, making her shout. He flipped her over onto her hands and knees and draped himself over her. Once more he filled her to that almost painful depth. The thick head of his passion grinding against that lovely spot within on each thrust.

She bucked back at him, his name a broken pant rushing between her lips. His powerful arms slid beneath her and she felt herself being pressed to the grass, arms stretched above her clasped in his grip again. Her body was bent further this way, stretched and he pressed ever deeper into her core.

She shivered and bucked, her breasts jumping at the hard slap of flesh on flesh. His other hand caught one, rolled it in his palm as he bucked against her. Then as he felt his release drawing near, he grazed over her stomach and pinched her pearl. His inu was clamoring for release and he let it slip it's tethers just a bit. His shaft grew harder and he felt the telltale knot of the dominant inu swell and then her channel was much tighter. The inu swept her hair aside and reclaimed what belonged to it. Fangs peircing and reinstating the mark.

Her cries were muffled by the grass beneath her. she felt the hot surge of liquid erupt from her with such force that her eyes rolled back. He pumped twice more and then sank himself to the hilt, gripping her hips hard as he rode out his own climax. Hot seed shot forth in jets deep within her quivering core.

Sesshoumaru felt the combined moisture slid across his sac and drip into the grass. She was still clamped around him like a vice. He's swollen slightly within her. Sad to say, they'd not be moving for a few minutes. Not that he cared. He was happy where he was.

He rarely locked within lovers, only when his own heat was nearing or on him. Hmmm, must be closer than he thought. He swept her hair forward to pool around her face and pressed a fanged kiss to her nape, eliciting another shiver from her panting form. Her muscles contacted even more tightly and he growled at the wonderful feeling of it. He rarely allowed his inu to play so freely in sexual things. The demon instinct was to lock to the female to ensure that his seed was taken fully.

He didn't think she could get much fuller than she was now. The tickling flow of juices teased over his flesh as it exited her body around his widened girth. She shivered and trembled beneath him, her strength gone. She sagged against his groin, allowing him to support both their weights.

The knot pulled at her and she turned her head slightly , realizing that he FELT different. "Se....Sessh?" she whispered softly. He pressed himself tightly to her, "We're locked together, try not to move too much" he admitted. An image shot through her mind that she could have done without.

"Locked?" she asked. He stroked a soothing hand over her hip. "Yes. It seems my inu wanted more freedom with you this time" he explained. He'd never locked to her before but now that it had occured it would no doubt happen more frequently. "We want pups".

Realization came to her and she forced herself to relax. It wasn't a bad feeling, just a little awkward, she wanted to wash and here she was face in the grass, ass in the air, with a rather large male buried deeply within. This could be embarrassing she thought. On the air Sesshouamru caught Inuyasha's faint scent. He must have heard them, if not smelled them. Damn hanyou. He was coming closer. Sesshoumaru gritted his teeth and waited for the inevitable.

"Baka, you could have gone further away" Inuyasha's irritated voice came from the treeline. A respectful distance away as it was faint. She felt her face heat. Yup, just her luck. She was irish and was supposed to be lucky, who the hell had come up with that cockamamy theory anyway?

The gravity of it all came to her and she began to shake beneath her mate. He felt the vibration roll through her before her little snickers reached his ears. "What's so funny?" he asked with a soft smile. She laughed out loud then, "Just thinking if I were any luckier I might shoot myself" she told him. He chuckled and hugged her close, feeling his body slowly releasing her.

They washed in the lake, Ayeka hissing at how cold the water felt against her throbbing heat now. Sesshoumaru handed her his under kimono to dress in as he pulled his hakama into place, his haori into position. He smirked at how large the garment was on her. He looked down at her bare feet and swept her up into the warmth of his arms.

Inuyasha said nothing when they returned to the camp. Ayeka settled down in Sesshoumaru's arms to sleep the rest of the night. She caught the golden gaze from over Kagome's sleeping head. She blushed, knowing he knew. Inuyasha smirked and winked. "Night".