InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Against All Odds ❯ Chapter Four ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Tory 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Suspense / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.01.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 636 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Suspense / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.01.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 636 | Status: Work In Progress
Author’s Note
I like my happy endings. : - / If you’ve read my previous stories, then you know I’m a ‘happy ending’ type of girl. SplendentGoddess, you are awesome. You follow almost every work I’ve done, read it through and review! Thank you so much! It’s people like you that encourage me to keep writing! Anyways, to my current readers and future ones. My current readers, if you’ve read my stories then you know when I start to write, I can spit out two or three chapters in just a couple of hours. Sometimes I can and sometimes I can’t. The only free time I have to write is at night because I’m busy during the day. Three year old and an 8 month old (the three year old will soon be four, so yea…) busy, busy, busy! I sometimes write during the day but I’m just two distracted with my mommy duties! Then at night I have time to clean up AFTER those kiddies are in bed and write but I’m usually just wore out. But I’ll try to keep you all satisfied with these chapters! Thank you so much for the support(reviews)!Against All Odds
Chapter Four
There was no way to describe Inuyasha in that moment. The moment Kagome was gone, literally vanishing with Naraku, he felt his control slip. He rarely showed his emotions but the knowledge that he was so helpless left him almost wild. He wanted—he was—going to kill the bastard. He was going to gut him, ring him up and rip his balls through his mouth and then shove that egotistic, psychological bastard’s heart where the sun didn’t shine. Try recuperating after that. Especially after having been seared and turned into nothing by Tessaiga.
“If you lay one hand on her I’ll rip you to fucking pieces!” Inuyasha spat the words out, fury riding him hard as the words echoed up. Fuck being helpless. He wasn’t helpless. “We’re getting out of here and then Naraku is mine.” He slid Tessaiga from its sheath and the sword transformed, throbbing with power in his hands. To hell with the miasma, he’d turn it into nothing with his Red Tessaiga. He lifted his arms and then felt Miroku’s long, thin golden shaft jerk around him from behind, halting the movement of his arms and sword.
“Dammit, Inuyasha. You’re not thinking clearly. If you do that, you kill us all. What would happen to Kagome then? That miasma will kill us, Inuyasha and it wouldn’t take long.”
Inuyasha hung his head and then Tessaiga clattered to the floor, forming into the thin, cut edged blade. His shoulders slumped as he sank to the floor, Miroku’s words ringing true in his mind. He lifted his hands, staring at his palms before he covered his face in an act of utter deficiency.
“It isn’t over, Inuyasha. If you think that way then we’ve already lost. We’re the only ones who will fight him to no cost; as long as we’re alive there is a chance.” Miroku said, his gentle voice grating on Inuyasha’s nerves. He knew Miroku was trying to help him, to do something, anything, to ease his inner turmoil. Naraku wasn’t a man who acted on impulse. That was all Inuyasha. No, Naraku planned. Inuyasha could see the well thought out plan and the victory it had led the bastard up to. Victory’s never lasted long. “Dammit, Miroku.”
“Just don’t do something foolish. We have no choice right now but there is always a way to bring the Jewel back to its original form of Purity. We just have to find it and that lies in Kagome.” Somehow it did.
Inuyasha didn’t begin to understand what Miroku was saying. The bastard was too smart for his own good. Kagome hadn’t been able to purify Naraku or the Jewel but if Miroku was right and somehow…
His head jerked back and his ears flattened atop his head at the ear-splitting scream that assaulted his senses. His heart gave a hard, jolting thump at the pained, shocked horror behind that scream.
“KAGOME!”
***
Kagome stiffened, her body going taunt at the hard, brutal thrust that took her very innocence. He thrust so deep, his body tearing through hers and making a place for his, that she swore she felt him at her heart. The pain was agonizing, burning. Naraku was a demon and as a demon, his body was not average. It far outweighed that category where a human was concerned but Kagome, she was human and a virgin, her body didn’t stand a chance against the assault. Her body was nowhere near ready for the heavy thrust.
Panicked tears rose up as she braced her hands against his stomach, her nails digging as she pushed and shoved at Naraku’s hips but he didn’t move. The part if her body that Naraku had just stolen, that, she’d wanted to give to Inuyasha. She would have gladly bore the pain for him, but this was more than pain. It was worse than death; that was how she saw it. He rose over her suddenly, fully, his hips flat against hers. He braced his hands on either side of her shoulders, the look on his face intensely satisfied.
“No, Kagome. You have to feel this.” Naraku murmured, finally withdrawing his hips. She couldn’t stop the way her body tensed further at the tight, burning pain that followed as his body slid out of hers, inch by inch. She shook her head, the words in her head screaming for Inuyasha to help her—save her from the monster. He paused above her.
“You have to know.” And then he thrust back in, just as heavy and hard as the first thrust. It hurt just as much and her muscles locked from the pain and the scream she gave this time was muffled. He rocked his hips against her and Kagome knew in that instant that he was enjoying this. Not his physical pleasure but her mental and physical pain. He was enjoying the agony in her body low down, knowing she despised him for this. He settled his full weight on her, fitting his hips between her thighs so that they were spread wide and she had no control, no way to close him out.
Kagome shook her head, stark pain in her eyes. More than that, hatred. She hated him. “Stop, damn you—“
He chuckled. “Kagome…when have I ever stopped at something I needed most?”
It was as if he was waiting for her to say that so he could respond, because the moment the words left his lips his hips recoiled and then he slammed his hips down against hers, forcing his thick cock through her small body. She cried out again, tensing and arching beneath him from the shock of pain again, but this time he didn’t stop. He slammed into her, pounding into her over and over. She wasn’t expecting the shock of burning pain between her thighs from the repeated penetration but it was there. His cock stretched her body painfully and she could hear herself begging him to stop, threatening him with every manner of murder until finally she felt the hot sting of tears on her cheeks. Oh God, she was crying.
She was completely and utterly helpless against the painful assault on her body. A body that should have been Inuyasha’s.
He thrust into her again and her body jolted from the harsh movement. She cried out, digging her heels in the mattress as she rode the waves of pain. She could feel his cock inside her, deep, throbbing hot and hard. Almost violently.
“Do you understand why I couldn’t take Kikyo?” Naraku murmured.
Kagome forced her pain laden eyes open, the look in her eyes dark, full of hatred and tears. She didn’t answer him—she refused to. He had already told her why he had chosen her over Kikyo.
“You’re wrong, Kagome.”
Her eyes flew up to his and she drew in a hissing breath. “Stay out of my mind.”
He chuckled and she tensed again, expecting to feel another bout of heaving thrusts. But he didn’t move.
“You’re wrong, Kagome. You see…” He settled over her again, hunching his body over hers so that his lower body and ribs were almost flat against her. His hands slid into her hair and they felt out of place—they didn’t belong there. His touch was gentle, as if trying to sooth her but it didn’t matter. His touch didn’t sooth her. It infuriated her even more. “Kikyo’s body was lifeless. Do you know what that means?” When she didn’t answer he merely smiled. The look chilled her blood. “I need something from you, Kagome. A bond. Something no other female could give me…Not even Kikyo. She was incapable of life and ultimately incapable of surviving. But you, you can survive. You can live. You can thrive. You can give him Power.”
“I need someone from my own blood. My own body. Stronger. No reincarnation could ever substitute.” Naraku’s hold in her hair suddenly tightened, sending pricks of pain through her scalp. He withdrew his hips and met her eyes, refusing to let her look away and through that all she could feel the heavy pulsing in his cock and then realization dawned. The warning twitch, the warning pulse. Her eyes widened, denial rising up as his body tensed above hers.
“No—“ She started, whispering but he cut her off, the look in his eyes growing dark—pure evil.
“A child, Kagome.” And then he thrust his hips again, so hard that her body slammed upward along the bed.
“NO!” Kagome whispered in denial, horror filling her through the pain, but it was already too late. She could feel the hot jets of semen pulsing into her body, seeping into her insides. Her pupils dilated and something inside her locked, growing cold and dim. The light in her eyes faded, leaving only the glossy brown. He hadn’t moved, he’d kept his hips locked against hers—nothing would leave her body. He jerked her head back, tilting it back with the force of his hands as he lifted himself further over her soft body. “And I will not stop until my child rests here.” He spread his hand over her smooth stomach.
“You are mine, Kagome. Until I have no further use of you.” Naraku spoke as his hand swept up from her stomach, spanning between her breasts and higher. He cupped her throat, fingers sliding over the soft skin. “Say it, Kagome.” His voice was soft, the knowledge in his voice unwavering, the knowledge that she would obey that command without hindrance.
The word that came for her lips was soft—neutral, matching the look in her vacant eyes. There was nothing there. One word. “Yes.”
(The more reviews I receive, the faster I’ll update. That’s just how it is! When I see I have reviews and read them it just makes me want to get down and finish the next chapter NOW! : D But anyways, please review and I hope you enjoyed!)
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Chapter Four
There was no way to describe Inuyasha in that moment. The moment Kagome was gone, literally vanishing with Naraku, he felt his control slip. He rarely showed his emotions but the knowledge that he was so helpless left him almost wild. He wanted—he was—going to kill the bastard. He was going to gut him, ring him up and rip his balls through his mouth and then shove that egotistic, psychological bastard’s heart where the sun didn’t shine. Try recuperating after that. Especially after having been seared and turned into nothing by Tessaiga.
“If you lay one hand on her I’ll rip you to fucking pieces!” Inuyasha spat the words out, fury riding him hard as the words echoed up. Fuck being helpless. He wasn’t helpless. “We’re getting out of here and then Naraku is mine.” He slid Tessaiga from its sheath and the sword transformed, throbbing with power in his hands. To hell with the miasma, he’d turn it into nothing with his Red Tessaiga. He lifted his arms and then felt Miroku’s long, thin golden shaft jerk around him from behind, halting the movement of his arms and sword.
“Dammit, Inuyasha. You’re not thinking clearly. If you do that, you kill us all. What would happen to Kagome then? That miasma will kill us, Inuyasha and it wouldn’t take long.”
Inuyasha hung his head and then Tessaiga clattered to the floor, forming into the thin, cut edged blade. His shoulders slumped as he sank to the floor, Miroku’s words ringing true in his mind. He lifted his hands, staring at his palms before he covered his face in an act of utter deficiency.
“It isn’t over, Inuyasha. If you think that way then we’ve already lost. We’re the only ones who will fight him to no cost; as long as we’re alive there is a chance.” Miroku said, his gentle voice grating on Inuyasha’s nerves. He knew Miroku was trying to help him, to do something, anything, to ease his inner turmoil. Naraku wasn’t a man who acted on impulse. That was all Inuyasha. No, Naraku planned. Inuyasha could see the well thought out plan and the victory it had led the bastard up to. Victory’s never lasted long. “Dammit, Miroku.”
“Just don’t do something foolish. We have no choice right now but there is always a way to bring the Jewel back to its original form of Purity. We just have to find it and that lies in Kagome.” Somehow it did.
Inuyasha didn’t begin to understand what Miroku was saying. The bastard was too smart for his own good. Kagome hadn’t been able to purify Naraku or the Jewel but if Miroku was right and somehow…
His head jerked back and his ears flattened atop his head at the ear-splitting scream that assaulted his senses. His heart gave a hard, jolting thump at the pained, shocked horror behind that scream.
“KAGOME!”
***
Kagome stiffened, her body going taunt at the hard, brutal thrust that took her very innocence. He thrust so deep, his body tearing through hers and making a place for his, that she swore she felt him at her heart. The pain was agonizing, burning. Naraku was a demon and as a demon, his body was not average. It far outweighed that category where a human was concerned but Kagome, she was human and a virgin, her body didn’t stand a chance against the assault. Her body was nowhere near ready for the heavy thrust.
Panicked tears rose up as she braced her hands against his stomach, her nails digging as she pushed and shoved at Naraku’s hips but he didn’t move. The part if her body that Naraku had just stolen, that, she’d wanted to give to Inuyasha. She would have gladly bore the pain for him, but this was more than pain. It was worse than death; that was how she saw it. He rose over her suddenly, fully, his hips flat against hers. He braced his hands on either side of her shoulders, the look on his face intensely satisfied.
“No, Kagome. You have to feel this.” Naraku murmured, finally withdrawing his hips. She couldn’t stop the way her body tensed further at the tight, burning pain that followed as his body slid out of hers, inch by inch. She shook her head, the words in her head screaming for Inuyasha to help her—save her from the monster. He paused above her.
“You have to know.” And then he thrust back in, just as heavy and hard as the first thrust. It hurt just as much and her muscles locked from the pain and the scream she gave this time was muffled. He rocked his hips against her and Kagome knew in that instant that he was enjoying this. Not his physical pleasure but her mental and physical pain. He was enjoying the agony in her body low down, knowing she despised him for this. He settled his full weight on her, fitting his hips between her thighs so that they were spread wide and she had no control, no way to close him out.
Kagome shook her head, stark pain in her eyes. More than that, hatred. She hated him. “Stop, damn you—“
He chuckled. “Kagome…when have I ever stopped at something I needed most?”
It was as if he was waiting for her to say that so he could respond, because the moment the words left his lips his hips recoiled and then he slammed his hips down against hers, forcing his thick cock through her small body. She cried out again, tensing and arching beneath him from the shock of pain again, but this time he didn’t stop. He slammed into her, pounding into her over and over. She wasn’t expecting the shock of burning pain between her thighs from the repeated penetration but it was there. His cock stretched her body painfully and she could hear herself begging him to stop, threatening him with every manner of murder until finally she felt the hot sting of tears on her cheeks. Oh God, she was crying.
She was completely and utterly helpless against the painful assault on her body. A body that should have been Inuyasha’s.
He thrust into her again and her body jolted from the harsh movement. She cried out, digging her heels in the mattress as she rode the waves of pain. She could feel his cock inside her, deep, throbbing hot and hard. Almost violently.
“Do you understand why I couldn’t take Kikyo?” Naraku murmured.
Kagome forced her pain laden eyes open, the look in her eyes dark, full of hatred and tears. She didn’t answer him—she refused to. He had already told her why he had chosen her over Kikyo.
“You’re wrong, Kagome.”
Her eyes flew up to his and she drew in a hissing breath. “Stay out of my mind.”
He chuckled and she tensed again, expecting to feel another bout of heaving thrusts. But he didn’t move.
“You’re wrong, Kagome. You see…” He settled over her again, hunching his body over hers so that his lower body and ribs were almost flat against her. His hands slid into her hair and they felt out of place—they didn’t belong there. His touch was gentle, as if trying to sooth her but it didn’t matter. His touch didn’t sooth her. It infuriated her even more. “Kikyo’s body was lifeless. Do you know what that means?” When she didn’t answer he merely smiled. The look chilled her blood. “I need something from you, Kagome. A bond. Something no other female could give me…Not even Kikyo. She was incapable of life and ultimately incapable of surviving. But you, you can survive. You can live. You can thrive. You can give him Power.”
“I need someone from my own blood. My own body. Stronger. No reincarnation could ever substitute.” Naraku’s hold in her hair suddenly tightened, sending pricks of pain through her scalp. He withdrew his hips and met her eyes, refusing to let her look away and through that all she could feel the heavy pulsing in his cock and then realization dawned. The warning twitch, the warning pulse. Her eyes widened, denial rising up as his body tensed above hers.
“No—“ She started, whispering but he cut her off, the look in his eyes growing dark—pure evil.
“A child, Kagome.” And then he thrust his hips again, so hard that her body slammed upward along the bed.
“NO!” Kagome whispered in denial, horror filling her through the pain, but it was already too late. She could feel the hot jets of semen pulsing into her body, seeping into her insides. Her pupils dilated and something inside her locked, growing cold and dim. The light in her eyes faded, leaving only the glossy brown. He hadn’t moved, he’d kept his hips locked against hers—nothing would leave her body. He jerked her head back, tilting it back with the force of his hands as he lifted himself further over her soft body. “And I will not stop until my child rests here.” He spread his hand over her smooth stomach.
“You are mine, Kagome. Until I have no further use of you.” Naraku spoke as his hand swept up from her stomach, spanning between her breasts and higher. He cupped her throat, fingers sliding over the soft skin. “Say it, Kagome.” His voice was soft, the knowledge in his voice unwavering, the knowledge that she would obey that command without hindrance.
The word that came for her lips was soft—neutral, matching the look in her vacant eyes. There was nothing there. One word. “Yes.”
(The more reviews I receive, the faster I’ll update. That’s just how it is! When I see I have reviews and read them it just makes me want to get down and finish the next chapter NOW! : D But anyways, please review and I hope you enjoyed!)
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