Ties to Nowhere

WARNING: There will be many graphic lemons [sex scenes] portrayed in this story. There will be no further warnings.

Chapters with lemons will be marked with an asterisk (*) in the title.

This is an alternative take on Kagome's origins, with canon characters and a mostly canon plotline.

This is my first fic...enjoy :)

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This chapter represents the end of the lowest point of Kagome's life so far, and it is all a big lemon involving her pets. Please skip it if you find beastiality unpleasant.

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In a darkened room, a raven-haired, half-demon girl slept with three large, white dogs. While the world began to awaken outside, the room’s occupants enjoyed their final moments together. Within hours, the girl, Kagome, would be leaving, possibly to never return.

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With a feminine grunt, Kagome reached behind her to scratch the itch at the base of her spine. Mission accomplished, she attempted to bury herself further into the blanket underneath her. Her closest sleeping companion snorted softly in amusement at her attempts to avoid getting up and leaving the warmth of the bed. Kagome had always been slow to rise, and today was no exception, he thought. The activities of last night had been quite tiring for them all. His canine jaw took on something akin to a smirk as he went over the previous night’s events in his mind’s eye.

=Flashback=

With a large amount of sake pleasantly warming her stomach, Kagome slowly made her way to her room, her three dog companions in tow. A heavy blush stained her cheeks, and her kimono was a bit loose. She couldn’t wait to get out of it.

Soon enough, they reached their destination – Kagome’s chamber. Her companions entered first, and she slid the door shut behind them. The dogs lumbered into the middle of the room, and two sat on their haunches. The third stretched and snapped his jaws in anticipation. Rippling muscles under silky white fur twitched while three sets of eager eyes roved over Kagome’s form as she began to undress.

The small fire in the pit in the middle of her room cast a soft glow about it, the light illuminating the silken blankets covering the oversized bed at one end of the room. With a soft sigh, Kagome loosened the sash around her waist and let her kimono slide slowly down her shoulders, rustling as it pooled at her feet. She daintily stepped out of it and moved towards her waiting companions. She slowly reached out and gently caressed the head of the nearest, Ichiro. He was her first and favorite protector. He gazed up at her, his bright golden eyes meeting the matching gold of her own. Hers were slightly hooded. Her soft, long black tail swished behind her, the sound sensual to his sensitive ears. He growled low in his throat and shifted on his haunches, moving closer to her.

Now both hands were softly stroking the sides of Ichiro’s head as Kagome lowered herself onto her knees in front of him. Jiro and Kuro moved in towards their mistress. Jiro lowered his head behind her, scenting her already budding arousal, and whined softly. Kuro impatiently bumped her rear with his head, urging her to get on all fours. Kagome complied, smiling lazily at Ichiro and licking her lips. The action urged another growl from Ichiro. Impatient, he stood and padded quickly behind her, quickly burying his snout into her exposed womanhood and lapping furiously. At the first contact of his cold, wet nose, Kagome squealed and lunged forward on her knees. She tried to remain still while Ichiro lapped at her opening and her clit, but she began to slowly rock in time with his licks. The roughness of his tongue felt divine against her soft folds.

With a soft growl, Jiro moved to Kagome’s side and lowered his head until it was within reach of her left breast. His long tongue lapped gently at the hardening bud and the soft skin of her slightly jiggling mound. Kuro took up position at her right breast and tugged gently at her nipple with his teeth, eliciting a loud moan from Kagome. Her first orgasm came quickly, and she cried out in bliss as her walls clenched tightly around Ichiro’s questing tongue, buried as deep as he could get it inside of her core. He pulled his tongue gently from her and gave her a last, long lick through her folds and up the soft swell of her rear. It was time.

Ichiro grunted softly to Kagome and the others before he moved to mount her. Her glistening pink womanhood was calling to him, and his cock was swollen and throbbing. With a little maneuvering, he had the tip positioned at her entrance. His paws wrapped as best as they could around her, the soft fur of his chest brushing her back and making her shiver slightly underneath him. His cock pushed slowly out of its furry sheath and into the clenching heat of his mistress’s womanhood. He growled low in his chest with pleasure as the tightness surrounded him, and she cried out softly with delight as his thick shaft buried itself to the hilt inside of her and began to move in and out at a slow rhythm.

Once Ichiro had found his rhythm with their mistress, Jiro and Kuro took up their positions at Kagome’s sides again, gently licking the soft skin of her now bouncing mounds, arms and back. The combined sensations of their rough tongues and Ichiro’s now urgent thrusts had Kagome mewling with each rock of her body. It was all too much.

Her orgasm came all too quickly, her walls tightly clenching around Ichiro’s cock as her body shook, a sweet scream pulled from her lips. With a loud yelp, Ichiro slammed his furry hips again and again against Kagome’s, emptying his hot seed into her womb. Panting heavily, he whined as he pulled out of her, Kagome inching forward on her hands and knees until his from paws landed on the floor. Spent, Ichiro strode slowly to the bed, but collapsed upon it within viewing range of what was to come next. For the next two hours, he watched Jiro and Kuro take turns mounting their mistress. Somehow, the four of them ended up in the bed, snuggling together, exhausted and satisfied, with no thoughts of what the next day would bring.