Eyes of a Hunter

Chapter 9

A/N: Chapter editted slightly so that it flows better. Please let me know what you think.

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To snowfall: How could you not take care of yourself? I'm sure your readers woudnt have mind. That's the scariestthing to me mainly cause me and operations equal no. lol i hope this chapter answered any question you may have had. If not you may let me know. :]

To Sweetcakes: When you read this you will see why i was so worried. Lol I've only written smething like this once and thats in my "Mending a Broken Heart" Story.So writing about it between lovers was so not easy.

To Black_widow: Gomen -bows- It wasmidterms then there was my birthday then huge school projects then i ended up starting this new story from a photograph of sesshy which inspired me soo im sorry abotu the late update.

Thank you to everyone who have read andor reviewed. lol I know Youvebeen incredibly patient. So I pray that this chapter does not suck. Please enjoy anddont forget. I live on reviews so if i dontget any my entire week is ruined and i so wont write anymore.

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Golden eyes ablaze with fiery recognition set on a panicked face. Her equally incredulous eyes crashed onto his as a thudding heart pounded through a tight chest. Her face, perfectly feminine in its delicate beauty, was one he would always know. Though it had been half millennia, he would know those sparkling eyes anywhere. Eyes that had stood down all forms of dangers. His ire grew as her wonderful scent wafted beneath his nostrils teasing his incredibly aroused body. He felt disgusted that he had allowed this to happen. She was the one that his demon had recognised as a sexual equal. A human. The one who seemed to be able to satisfy him while keeping him hungry for more and she belonged to his traitorous brother. This is where his anger stemmed from. Kagome. Miko. Seductress.

As golden eyes swept over the woman who stood within his door as if frozen, silhouetted by the shadows of a bright day. He felt his anger grow even more until it threatened to suffocate him. She, who seemed so innocent as she stood within the monstrous space that was his office and home. She who had let him into her body so easily, so willingly. As the memory of her soft cries touched softly against his memory, emotions swamped him, warping desire into something untouchable and malevolent

It must have been a joke to them. They must have planned this. How they must have laughed when he had given in so easily to base urges. What could that have been aiming for? It made no sense. Confusion was not something that he was accustomed to. It ate at him that he had been so week as to give in to a worthless mortal. But something else bothered him even more than those fleeting moments of self hatred. He felt betrayed and the irrationality of that feeling fed the storm of outrage brewing within his stomach.

The bitch. How dare she do this to him? Insecurity clouded his mind for the first time in his centuries of roaming the earth. While he had given himself to her completely, surrendering to the hunger of mutual lust and craving he doubted that she had done the same. Had her cries of pleasure been feigned? It was not unheard of that women would do this. He had just never experienced it personally before. Yet it made perfect sense to a mind that was already convinced of its justifications. Just the kind of thing his cowardly brother would be known to do, he thought to placate his conscience on what he knew he was planning.

Intelligence sparkled from dangerous eyes as they watched the prey take a step in retreat. That was always the wrong move when facing a predator. Muscles coiled tightly in preparation for the attack. An inner youkai usual restless stood still for once, quiet as a mind prepared for the conclusion of a long hunt. Her next step found her pressed against the chest of the last man she would have expected to see again in her life. Her breath hitched in surprise as corded arms riddled with muscle and strength tightened around her.

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Stepping within the office of the legendary Sesshomaru Taisho, Kagome lifted her eyes to meet that of the man who controlled her pay check. Words of greeting lodged within a suddenly dry throat as she caught sight of a man she had though was only a dream.

Sesshomaru…

He was a demon prince capable of doing anything he wanted. He was powerful. Dangerous. His was a name that held power. Power over life and death. He had been the brother of her first love. A youkai, whose beauty and ethereal presence had had her staring on more than one occasion. He was so beautiful that it went beyond words to express the effect he had on anyone who was in the same room as he. Yet the air of danger clung to him making that unspeakable beauty even more enhanced. Memories rushed to her. Flashes so powerful within her mind that they almost blinded in their intensity. Of a time, one that she had though came to life only within the deepest slumber. A time within an ancient land where magic and chaos coexisted. She gasped as it all came to her in intensity.

Her cheeks tinged in a becoming pink, her mind settled on those girlish feelings of admiration and infatuation that she had felt for him. Yet believing that one such as he would never return those feelings, she had crushed them within her heart where they would remain buried for all eternity. Yet looking at him now, those girlhood feelings resurfaced with a vengeance, frightening her scaring her. He was beautiful, like an angel, a demon, a god. A mere mortal as she should never ever think of wanting someone like him. Those had been her thoughts in those days also and she had been satisfied with admiring him from a far. Fawning over the being of perfection as she claimed to love his brother. But she knew that she had. She did love Inuyasha at the time. Just it was not the same way that she had felt for Sesshomaru.

A thrill raced through her that he was real. All those years she had convinced herself that someone who define the word perfect like he did could not possible exist on this plain of reality and he had taken a place in her dreams like the others had. But as she gazed at him, a real even more perfect figure of him than before, she knew that it had not been a dream.

Anger…

She noticed it swirling within his beautiful eyes. It almost attacked her with its ferocity. Perplexed, she felt her face sink into a frown as she wondered what had upset him so. Like any creature, accustomed to self preservation she prepared to flee, making sure that she kept her eyes locked with the dangerous being who was aiming all his blood lust towards her. What had she done? Why was he so upset with her? Maybe… But she did not understand.

She felt power swirling around her. The dancing spikes of energy so familiar, so apart of her. Is this my power? It felt like an awakening. Gathering, bonding with her. They intensified her sensitivity to her surroundings, letting her know that she was truly in danger. She had to get out of here. The emotions aimed at her were overwhelming. Her next step in retreat forced her squarely against a chest as firm as rock. She gasped as she made a move to escape. Her eyes widened in fear when steel-like arms corded with deceptively hidden muscle snaked around her waist and pushed her up against the now closed door. A large palm resting around her neck with well-aimed threat. Wide eyes widened as they rested frantically onto the one who now held her captive.

Fear, shock and surprisingly excitement wormed its way within her body. Mortified she forced fear filled eyes upward to meet that of her attacker. Her heart slammed in her chest at the look of anger and… desire mingling in the golden depths. Never had she thought that such a look would be aimed at her. He had always acted like humans were below him. It excited her that her childhood fantasy now held her in a obviously dominant position. Yet it frightened and overwhelmed her.

“Let me go this instant!” She said angry, but the effect of those words lost their strength as he voice trembled on the words. Who did he think he was assaulting her like that.

“I would be quiet if I were you little miko,” he said through clenched teeth as a muscle worked furiously in his jaw. Restraint was not his forte and her voice so soft and trembly was playing havoc with senses that wanted to punish.

Her eyes grew like saucers as she recognised the voice. It was him. She felt heat gather in her chest as her heart took up a racy beat. It couldn’t be could it? But she had never really seen his face back then. Her throat muscles worked in nervousness as her body coiled up tight with the dominant position he had taken, crowding around her. But she would not allow this.

“You have no right to do what you are doing. This is assault. Let me go or I will call the police.” The arm around her neck tightened lightly as he crowded even closer to her. Their bodies were almost touching. Her voice hitched as menace seemed to drip from his pores.

“Is that so?” Drawing nearer, he found his head burrowed within the crook of her neck as he pressed his nose over her skin taking in a deep breath filled with her honeyed scent. A triumphant sound escaped him as he felt her body tremble ever so slightly. Sucking on her neck lightly

“I told you, all I have to do is touch you and you will give yourself to me over and over again. Don’t think I do not know that it was you. How dare you think you can fool me?”

So it really was him. heart pounding in worry and the magnitude of it all. She sucked in a deep breath. What does he mean by fool him?

Indignantly, Kagome opened her mouth to ask that very question, but before she even drew a breath to let the question flow, he was demanding, “What kind of woman are you to let any man touch you just for a business deal? What kind of woman could give up her innocence so easily? What did he offer you to do it? Money? Marriage? Sex,” he could barely hear himself, temper growing with each thought that ran through his mind. She was his, how dare she betray him so easily. “You could have just come to me if you wanted someone to fuck you so badly,” his voiced suddenly dropped dangerously as his eyes raked over her luscious body from head to toe. An admiringly appreciative gleam shining through their depths. “I would have been happy to accommodate you.”

Horror shone through her eyes. She did not understand what he was talking about or who this imaginative person was but she was becoming frightful. “Please don’t do what you’re thinking.” He reached for her hands then. Pushing them both over her head as he pressed his body into hers. Muscles cushion by soft curves. His body was tight with sexual tension. She shivered in spite of herself. After all she had already have proof that she was intensely attracted to him. Their many encounters over the last few days were proof of how responsive she was to his touch.

“You’re wrong,” she tried to say. She had to get through to him. He was not thinking right and it would only go south from here. But he was beyond reason, so sure was he that she was a loose woman. Her heart lurched within her chest as she noticed the way his eyes roved over her body. So possessive. So much wanting. She couldn’t help responding to it. That look, mingled with loathing and desire seared her all the way though her bones. Even while he was accusing her of those awful things she couldn’t help responding to the desire. She had always been weak when in his presence.

“Oh no my little miko. You’re the one who doesn’t understand,” his voice softly brushed over her skin, conjuring sinful images of past pleasure within his arms, but there was nothing soft about the way his arms held hers trapped above her head while the other lay around her neck like a shackle. Trapping her, making her seem vulnerable and weak.

Her entire being trembled with anticipation as she felt her toes curl, she almost grimaced in protest at her traitorous body. “You’ve fooled me once. But you won’t do it again… You’re trembling,” he stated matter of factly. It was almost gentle and for a moment she thought maybe he would once again morphed back into her gentle yet fiercely dominant lover. But as her eyes caught his she realised that though he remained fiercely dominant there was nothing gentle about the look in his eyes as he continued to stare at her unblinkingly, predatorily

“I want you to let me go,” her voice quavered with reaction.

“I will let you go little miko,” he said in that unfeelingly soft voice. “But not until I remind you why you should never try to fool a taiyoukai.”

Why are you doing this. I didn’t do anything.

She really wanted to say this but her throat hurt from where his had his hands pressed to her oesophagus. “Why—” Her words were cut off as his mouth descended on hers with angry passion. She moaned slightly as she felt the bruising force of his sensual lips take possession of hers. She tried to resist. Her eyes closing so she couldn’t have to look into his beautiful face as he assaulted her mouth. For a moment true fear coursed through her veins and she started to struggle. She tried to pull her hands free, and as his hands tightened around them. He growled with growing appreciation of the struggle and it only seemed to upset her. Her fear was again quickly being replaced by anger and she started to struggle even more, twisting her body around.

She gasped as she felt her breast rub up against his chest. Pleasure trembling through her at the intense contact. He took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, his tongue delving between her swollen lips. His anger and arousal seemed to be growing with her struggle and he pushed her harder up against the wall. He was holding her securing against the wall, as his body pressed deeply into her. He continued to brutalize her mouth with the kiss that was almost punishing

Kagome could feel the pound of his heart as it beat an excited beat. Hers raced to match it, pounding almost painful against her rib cage. Her breathing was fast and uneven as her anger rose even higher. How dare he treat her like this? Her indignation grew. All thoughts of trying to explain and calm him down escaped her. She shouldn’t have to explain herself to someone who just jumped to crazy conclusions. Her only thoughts were to break his strong hold over her being though it was impossible

She could feel the intense heat coming off of him. It seared her. As goose bumps rose on her skin, she realised that she was at a height of sensitivity. One she had never felt before and has his clothed body pressed up against her, the material rubbing over her skin had unconscious purring sounds coming from her. She had never been so aware of her being. Her lips felt swollen from the savagery of the heated assault. But her earlier fear was gone. She revelled in this violent need to match him. She would not cower before him. She hardly recognised this need to match him that rode her. Yet she was not mortal enough to deny the need

His lips moved thickly over hers, tasting her sweetness. “You want me…Not that hanyou…” he barely recognised what he was saying anymore, so lost was he in the temptation that was Kagome. He wanted to plunder her soft folds until she moistened and softened only for him. Just remembering the heat of her core had him groaning into her mouth as he reinforced his attack. He needed to show her who was the more dominant. Thickening even more as the inevitable conclusions of their love making assaulted him. He needed her yet he would never admit it anywhere except within his mind.

“No…” she moaned, the sound rumbling through her throat and as the vibrations travelled over his hand down his body he couldn’t stop the shudder that rushed through him. It shook him entirely he had to close his eyes in a struggle to control the temptation such pleasure brought. She responded s beautifully to his every touch. Even in the anger that racked her body he knew that she wanted him. She could deny it but she belonged to him. He could smell her arousal mounting with each brutal lap of his tongue. Intoxicating. He had to have it. More.

Her body heated up blazing into a fiery roar and mortified at this she closed her eyes briefly, trying to come to terms with what was happening. She was rising higher than she had ever risen because he was going to take her in anger. As her lids suck down capturing her in a world of darkness though, she realised her mistake. Scent, touch, taste, hearing. Her other senses heightened. And it made everything that much more intense. As she heard the sound he emitted, they sent shivered down her spine causing her to draw in sharp breaths. With each breath she took his masculine scent into her nostril causing her to moan. Her mouth opening on the sounds of pleasure was invitations and as she felt the slippery slide of his tongue within her mouth her body would clench tightly at the erotic feeling. Feeling his muscled body pressed against hers…

The familiar yet new sensations that assaulted her senses only served to heighten the roaring flame within her belly. Turning her feral need to free herself into something different. She knew then that she wanted to be possessed by him. It drove her to tempting him with her body. It made a mockery of her pitiful attempt at freeing herself. For some reason it angered her even more. She felt self loathing added to the already overflowing pot of emotions rolling through her. She realised that as her anger grew her feminine sensuality strengthened with it. She felt that she could tease him as she wanted without that unwarranted shyness of before. It left her weak. A heat. It spread through her, this sensual heat so that where there was forced cries of passion rang unwillingly from her clinging lips, there now was sounds of a siren that could bring man and youkai to his knees.

“Kagome…” he groaned. She could hear what her moans and writhing was doing to him and for the first time in her life she felt a feline smile stretch her lips. She gasped as she felt his prison hold on her loosen. He ripped the buttons off her shirt in an attempt to free her to him and the sound that came from her was like a most effective enticement to his male senses. He wanted to touch her body. He wanted to stroke her and make her purr.

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Anger sparkling within her expressive eyes, Kagome was a sight, with full lips swollen, lush breasts visible to his naked eyes, he watched as she slumped against the door of his office, an all to enticing sight.

His shirt had come off at some point during the struggle though he hardly remember removing it. Her eyes roamed over him with just as much greed. All their previous encounters had been within the cover of night. They would probably never do this again and so their eyes feasted on the exposed flesh, causing the other to grow ever more sensitive as the scarce seconds ticked by. She could barely recognise herself as the intense physical desire raged through her taking possession and manifesting itself into such an act that was once sacred and pure to them.

Not once had she thought that should feel like this, want like this, so intensely react to the actions of another. Closing her eyes she tried o make sense of it all. Thought scattered as a heated mouth closed over one puckered nipple. She felt the graze of one canine fang and she cried out at the fierce suckling as his tongue wrapped around her nipple. Swiping the rough muscle repeated over the sensitive flesh. Nails raked over his back in a response that had risen from anger. The intensity of the sensations had her moaning and writhing upon the door. It was like her entire body was focused on that one spot as he brutally nipped and sucked

It was then she admitted to her self that some part of her truly enjoyed the rough treatment. It made her feel desirable. She enjoyed the savagery of it. The miniscule pain of sharp teeth that would make way for sooth heated swipe of a moist tongue. She enjoyed the rough treatment. It drove the fires to impossible heights.

Emotions built up and as this intensity grew she knew that those pent up emotions would finally be released. She needed that. Clinging to him in a drugged sort of euphoria she watched as he quickly released his need, throbbing an almost purple. As he was finally released from the confinements of his clothing he growled, it was downright animalistic as cool air met heated pulsing flesh. But he did not waste time on the feeling. His need was so great that he ripped her panties off, briefly noting how soaked they were. Her scent freed from the panties attacked him almost knocking him over.

“Mine!”

Glowing red eyes met hers a second before he plunged into her hard and fast. It was so forceful and urgent that it should have been painful but it was just want she needed. Her body was so ready for him that as soon as that first fierce thrust within her core stroked against her womb, she felt her body unfurl in an orgasm that was so shattering that she was robbed of sound to let it out. Even when he had been rough and forceful, intend to rape her had she not agree, even knowing this she came for him.

His arms tightened around her painfully as with a few thrusts he found himself giving into that oblivion of orgasmic pleasure. It shook him to his core. Never had he felt such intense building of emotion. He knew then that he could not let her go. It did not matter who tried to claim her. In the end she was his. She had always been. She would always be and he was not going to let her live him for that Hanyou.

His entire body quivering in a passion that he had never experienced except when in her arms, he let her go. His anger drained, was replaced with something else. Something he needed time to come to terms with.

With a sinking heart he watch her crumble to the floor. Shock clearly etched into her face. He closed his eyes tightly as he realised what he had done.

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Shocked.

She was shocked, not just at what had just happened, but at what she had done. Her behaviour was inexcusable.

She was trembling. It was shaking her entire being violently. Reaction was kicking it at what had just happened. No he had not raped her. She had been willing almost from the very beginning but it felt like it. She felt tears well up.

I will not cry. she said to herself fiercely , I will not cry in front of him! even her mind’s voice was trembling. She had really thought that her dark youkai had been someone special. She didn’t understand it but it felt like her heart was breaking. She would never allow him to see her as weak again. Standing on legs that threatened to cave beneath her weight, she pressed her body against the offending door. Eyes shutting to contain the enormity of what had just happened.

She looked devastated.

“Kagome...” he said reaching for her.

“Don’t touch me!” she almost screamed it out. Shaking she looked him squarely in the eyes. “I never want to see you again.” And she walked out slamming the door behind her as she, with her torn clothing walked to her office. It was then she allowed the tears to fall. She could feel panic setting in.

What have I done? Her heart pounded. What have I done?

She should have known from the first moment that she met him that things wouldn’t end well. She had to get away. She had to get away. It was imperative to her. Safety. Protection. She had to get away. Grabbing all that was important to her, she left the building for the last time…


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