InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ I'll meet you in Divorce Court, Sexy ❯ Chapter 18

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Inuyasha caressed the silky fur appendages and almost laughed at the small growl she gave. If she was anything like he was, and he didn't doubt she was, this new part of her body was sensitive. Her ears swiveled beneath his fingers.

Looking at her, Inuyasha didn't know if she was a Demon or even a half-demon for that matter. She still felt human and there was no Demonic sense to say otherwise. But she was definitely like him now. There wasn't another person that carried a specified dog ears like this. Just like the jagged Demon markings that came and went on his cheeks, they were his Mark.

Apparently, Kagome was a whole new species.

Pride filled him, excitement and awe. Ye Gods, he loved this woman.

The thought drew him to a halt as he lowered his amber eyes to her face. When had that happened? Yes, he loved her. He hadn't known her for very long but he knew it wasn't just the Mate bond that had drawn out that emotion. It was Kagome herself. His smile deepened.

He didn't know what made him say it. Instinct and the need to have her react, maybe. “Now who do you belong to?” He said, almost teasingly, unable to keep the warm emotion from his voice. Ye Gods, this woman was all his.

Her fist connected with his jaw.

He stumbled back, cupping his chin in amusement and shock. “Ow.” That was a tendency that he was beginning to realize that Kagome had. She liked to hit him; if she wasn't purifying him with those spiritual powers of hers.

Ye Gods! He was in for a good couple hundred years of this and he was looking forward to every moment.

“Oh!” Kagome growled out, her hands coming up over her so-called dog ears and then flicking over them. Yes, they were real. They were just another reminder of what Inuyasha had done and what her treacherous body had allowed.

She. Was. His. Mate.

She spun around, but couldn't form a single coherent thought that could be a solution for her and her sexy half-demon. She knew the facts and knew that once you were Mated, you were Mated. There was no way around it. She almost stomped her foot. She, who'd been raciest at Demons once upon a time, was now mated to one.

And dammit, she was hot.

“That's not possible.” Miroku said and Kagome nearly groaned again. “Never in history has their been a perfect, on-going Mating between a Human and Demon.” One where the Human came out alive.

“There's a first time for everything.” Inuyasha threw in, his eyes never leaving her.

“And you two would have had to—“ Miroku continued, but the look Kagome gave him stopped him. He knew what was good for him.

Kagome groaned. She threw her hands up in the air and knew the world was definitely off kilter. Everything was piling up, one after another. Inuyasha, Kagura, Inuyasha, Sesshomaru, Inuyasha, Naraku, Inuyasha, her Condo, fucking Inuyasha, the Divorce case being called off, Inuyasha and more of her fucking Mate, Inuyasha.

She noticed that her knuckles didn't hurt too much from the punch she'd delivered to Inuyasha. Flexing her hand, she thought 'huh' because hey, maybe a few things had changed after all.

And Miroku just had to say it again. “Humans and Demons don't Mate...”

“Obviously we do.” Kagome snapped out. The proof was standing right in front of them. Denial was an easy thing. They couldn't deny it forever though, because she was the proof. And she so didn't like Miroku and Sango seeing said proof. The proof that had transcended between Inuyasha and her.
 
Sex, sex and more sex.
      
The reminder left her a little hot. A little hotter than before. When had she been hotter before? Kagome winced, wishing her suit jacket was on so she could take it off, just to relieve the heat. Without her jacket on, she should be cooler.

“Dammit.” She whispered to herself, pushing her hair back off her forehead.

“What was that?” Miroku asked.

Kagome shook her head. “Nothing.” What would be something was getting her place cleaned and back in order. Something would be putting Inuyasha in his place. If she was going to be Mated to him, for, oh say, a couple hundred years, he'd have to learn his place.

Now that would be an improvement.

Now, Inuyasha beneath her as she rode him, now that would be a big improvement.

Kagome shifted her weight to one hip and thank God for the disarray around her, found a hair clip hazardously lying on one of the couch cushions. She was hot. She twisted her hair up into the clip and looking around—maybe a new place altogether was in order.

Maybe a new place being horizontal with Inuyasha.

A definite repeat of before with more sex, sex and more sex.

She wasn't just hot, she was burning up. Her knees buckled and then she was stumbling back a step. The over-turned couch caught the back of her knees and Inuyasha caught the rest. “I think I'm going to be sick.” Kagome said, closing her eyes.

She could feel Inuyasha kneeling between her knees and she didn't need her eyes open to know he was frowning. Miroku and Sango were babbling but she really didn't care. They were worried. But dammit, it was too hot to be worrying about anything.

“It's hot.” She whispered.

She could feel the heat radiating from Inuyasha's body and moved closer. Maybe she was getting sick because moving to heat when you felt nothing but heat was a little in the area of so not logical.

She'd always been a logical person, Kagome knew that. Logic just didn't seem to exist for her anymore. Inuyasha seemed to have taken any sort of logic she'd learned in the past twenty years and shoved it up some unknowing Humans ass.

“It's hot.” She muttered again. She had to be running a fever, because even her clothes felt cool compared to this heat.

“Ugh...yeah.”

 Inuyasha spoke and Kagome forced her eyes open. Inuyasha was there, literally in her face and way, way to close for his comfort. Yes, the thought was right—for his comfort, because Kagome felt a hot, liquid wave of heat that had her hands fisting in Inuyasha's silky, long hair and jerking him down to her.

Kagome felt him tense against her body before she was falling back further along the couch, pulling him with her and then she was kissing him. She arched up, thrusting her tongue into his mouth because dammit, his taste, his smell, it eased the burning heat. Barely.

She felt him jerk back, cursing soundly but her hands held him in place. Oh, so he wanted to play shy now? No, she was not having that. She was so not having that. “Fuck me. Now.” She wrapped one leg around his right hip and then pressed both of her hands over the top of his head and pushed him down so that his breath was heating the side of her neck.

“Shit, Kagome, not here—“

There he went again. She almost laughed. So defensive, he was. He should have thought about that before he'd nearly fucked her to hell and back in his bed.

Oh yes, here it was going to be.

Niggling little voices kept interrupting her hands and the naughty little things she whispered into his ear, but she could ignore those little voices if Inuyasha would just...stay...still.

Inuyasha reared back onto his knees over her and cursed at his stupidity in the move when her hands took advantage and moved south. For a Human or Demon, whatever she was, Kagome had fast hands. He gripped her wrists when she would have ripped open his belt and felt those damn purification powers of hers sear his palms.

He growled and bared his fangs at her, yanking his hands back. “Dammit, stop it before you purify my dick off.”

“Ugh, Inuyasha...” Sango said, the confusion and shock clear on her face, maybe a little embarrassment, too.

The two across the room were clear idiots in his opinion because they weren't doing a damn thing to stop Kagome. They just stood there, staring like dolts at the most professional woman they knew.

“She's in Heat.” Inuyasha said and his ears flattened against his head when one of her hands dipped lower south and squeezed the hell out of his dick. Hell, just like that, he was hard.

He had known something was wrong. It was just a keen Demon sense and the sense that only Mates had of one another. He knew what Heat was. It just hadn't occurred to him to remember and Kagome, she was definitely in Heat. In fact, he was feeling a little bit of that Heat.

Any other time he wouldn't have minded acting out on that Heat. He wouldn't have minded fucking Kagome through the floor or even the wall, for that matter. He just didn't want to do it here where everything was still falling apart and he sure as hell didn't want an audience.

“She's what—“ Miroku asked, taking a step forward.

Kagome jerked the belt enclosure free and Inuyasha's head jerked up as he caught her hands again. His canines were showing when he bared his teeth unintentionally at Miroku. “She's in Heat. It's a Finality in the Mating.” His words came out deep, almost a growl. He couldn't help it. Kagome's hands were everywhere and he was having a hard time controlling her. And he didn't want Miroku, or any male for that matter, near Kagome. Especially not when she was like this.

“Ugh—“

 FUCK—Kagome's left hand dove into his pants and then she was squeezing, skin against skin, his dick. “Dammit, stop it, Kagome. You don't want to do this—“

“Of course I do.” Came Kagome's husky reply.

Inuyasha cursed beneath his breath and released her wrists and cupped her beneath her arms. He nearly regretted it because that gave Kagome free reign with her hand and by all that was Unholy, she used her hand to stroke him. He jerked her body upward  and then stood, bringing her up with him. “You do not want to do this. Not with Miroku and Sango watching—“

“Don't care.” She whispered and he groaned when she bit his collarbone before he pushed her back an inch.

“Ugh, Inuyasha—“

Jesus, Kagome took advantage of the new position just like before, and sank to her knees. Inuyasha fisted one hand in her hair and stumbled back a step when she pushed him but held her back. Or tried to. The woman was fucking strong. And persistent. “Stop it—“

He didn't know how Kagome did it, but one second he was holding her back and then she had his dick out and in her hand. He jerked Kagome down with him behind the side of the couch and pushed her down. “Jesus, woman!”

His head jerked up and he growled out. “It's where you want to fuck, fuck and fuck and you'll do nothing but fuck, fuck and fuck. Maybe even a little more than that.” It didn't come any clearer than that.

His Mate still had his dick in her hand, steadily it. He pushed her hand away and tucked his cock inside his trouser pants, or tried to. Two buttons popped on his shirt when Kagome switched tactics and moved upward.

He knew why.

The moment his hands flew upward, her mouth and hands took the opposite path. His dick was out in seconds and then hot, wet heat of her mouth was closing over him. His head fell back, that and his shoulders were the only thing visible over the top half of the couch. His groan seemed to fill the room and he didn't know how he managed it, but he managed three barely audible words before he lost sense of everything.

“Get out. Now.”