InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Its Just The Beginning ❯ Chapter 22

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

Kouga was on edge.

Three weeks after nearly losing his leg, nearly his life\and there was no sign of Kumiko. He understoof the bastard now. He wouldn't strike again. Not so soon. No, he'd wait just like he had before. Wait until they were least expecting it...This time, he wasn't going to let his guard down. He already knew Kumiko wasn't going to be too happy. Not with him and Kagome still alive.

He didn't like having Kagome with him when he was out scouting the grounds for Kumiko but he was not going to leave Kagome alone again. She had said otherwise, but he was through taking chances with her life. His heart still raced in terror when he thought of how close he'd come to losing her, not once but twice.

They'd already lost something precious.

He had watched and held Kagome. Held her as she cried and cries before she finally accepted that it had happened. There was nothing they could do. They had to move on.

He tested his leg, bending the scarred knee. The flesh was still red and puckered but it was healing nicely. He opened and closed his fist. He was nearly healed, thanks to his Wolf Demon blood. The scar wasn't going to heal fully, but he didn't give a damn. His body still ached in various places and his muscles were sore and tense from lack of use. Today, he was changing that.

He took a fighting stance and then punched the air. Once and then twice. Felt good. He landed an air kick and then another. He needed to train and he needed to fight. The need was ingrained on him.

And it was HELL sitting around doing nothing.

His ears twitched as he heard, smelled, Kagome approaching and he sighed a little dramatically. Stretching his scarred leg out, he rubbed his knee. He glanced up as if he hadn't known she was there and then grinned. “Why don't you kiss it for me? Might speed up my recovery.”

Kagome folded her arms, arching an eyebrow. Yea, kiss it. From the looks of it, he was doing alright without any kisses. “I'll do it if you stop having imaginary fights with the air.”

He chuckled as she leaned down and placed a kiss on his knee. He was healing, slower than usual, but still healing none the less. Still, she didn't think he should be exerting himself as much as he was. He needed to be at full strength to take on Kumiko.

She felt no kindness towards Kumiko now. He'd made up his mind\and his grave.

“Feels better already.” Kouga wrapped an arm around her shoulders as she straightened, tugging her against his side and then kissed her forehead. “You okay?”

She was silent for a moment before she nodded. “Yes.” And she was. She still felt the pain. The loss. But life moved on. She had to move on. She had Mai to take care of. And she had Kouga. 'I Love You, Kagome.' She hadn't forgotten those whispered words. He just hadn't repeated them, though.

“Yes, I'm alright.” She said again. “I just...” What could she say?

“Me too, Kagome, me too.” Kouga pulled her closer, hugging her tight, careful of her body and he needn't have said anything more because those words were all that was needed. She knew she wasn't alone in the lingering pain of loss.

Kagome pressed her thumbs against the sides of Kouga's knee. She couldn't believe that he was healed. Already? A month later and all that was left was a thin, white scar against his tanned skin.

“Told you I'd be back in shape in no time.” Kouga flexed his arms, rolling his shoulders, testing the muscles there. It felt good to REALLY move around again. In control of everything around him again. No more Kagome fussing over him. Well, not exactly.

“Well, if you hadn't been sneaking off into the woods, you probably would have been better already.” Kagome scolded softly.

Kouga actually blushed at that. Of course, she'd know he was sneaking off to work his muscles back into use. Ginta clapped him on the back.

“Good to have you back, Kouga.”

He grinned. “Now you two can quit babying me before I kick your asses.” Seeing the look on Kagome's face, her narrowed eyes, he threw up his hands defensively. “I meant those two, Kagome.” He motioned towards Ginta and Hakku.

“That's what I thought.” Kagome said. She'd baby him all she wanted. If he whined about it, she'd kick HIS ass.

Kouga followed her back to the camp and then to his Den. He was looking forward to  holding her in his arms tight. It had been too long since he'd held her at night. Alone. Just the two of them. She'd fussed over him and even though he'd complained his leg was fine, she'd still insisted that he keep his knee propped up to keep it from getting knocked around. He'd reluctantly agreed. Which  meant she hadn't been able to sleep BESIDE him because, she said, “I might kick you in my sleep.”

He leaned down and picked Mai up from where she'd been curled up in the middle of their bed and picked her up. Careful not to wake her he took her to the other small group of sleeping children and laid her down.

“Sorry...” Kagome said when Kouga came back. “I keep telling she has to sleep in her own bed.” She said with a small smile.

“She's used to sleeping with you.” He said as he lifted the heavy furred armor top off and tossed it in the corner. He rubbed his abdomen, watching as Kagome pulled back the fur blankets.

Kagome turned away from the enticing sight. “Yea, I guess she does need to get used to sleeping alone.” She'd seen his naked chest before. A lot over the past couple of weeks, in fact. It just seemed...a lot more impressive now. She slid beneath the furs and turned on her side, one hand beneath her cheek. She watched as Kouga's hands lowered, moving to the waist of his furred bottoms and then pushed them down\

She averted her eyes so quick she was surprised they didn't roll in the back of her head. It seemed as if it had been forever since he'd touched her, his body moving over hers...

The heat of his body jolted her out of her thoughts as he slid beneath the furs. She jerked her gaze up to his. He propped himself up on an elbow, watching her. At least he wasn't completely naked. She could feel the cloth shorts covering one of his thighs against her own.

She wasn't sure whether to be relieved or disappointed.

He lifted his hand and ran a hand through her hair. “Give me a kiss goodnight?”

She was dying to feel his lips on hers again. But she wasn't sure if that was all she wanted. There was only one thing holding her back. One thing that she wasn't yet ready to face. She leaned into him and then over him, bracing one hand against his shoulder and slid her lips over his. She kissed him softly, felt one of his hands move up, his fingers sliding into her hair.

The kiss was gentle, her lips moving slowly over his. He responded with a flick of his tongue, asking for what he wanted. She opened to him and his tongue slid over hers. His hand tightened slowly, clenching the silken strands, but still a gentle touch.

She barely refrained from moaning. Slowly, she pulled back. “Good night.” She whispered.

In the semi-darkness, she saw and heard him inhale slowly. Her heart skipped a beat. He could smell her. The arousal that had her heart beating a little faster. The thought almost had pulling away.

“It's been so long, Kagome.” The kiss had brought him to full awareness. He was very, very aware of her. Her arousal. Her scent. Everything about her body. He was so damn hard. He wanted, he needed to be inside of her again. He actually fucking yearned for it. And she wanted him. The scent of her arousal was strong. So was fear. But why? She wasn't scared OF him, he knew that.

Her tongue slid over her lips nervously, a move that had his balls drawing up tight. He groaned and dropped his head to her shoulder. The woman was driving him crazy and she wasn't even doing anything. “Kagome...”

“I'm scared, Kouga.” Kagome finally whispered as he kissed her shoulder. His teeth nibbled her skin, his tongue sliding back and forth.

“You know I won't hurt you, Kagome.”

“No.” Kagome shook her head. “I don't want to lose another baby.” With that, he knew why she was scared. The thought terrified her. She didn't want to lose another one.

“WE won't.” He leaned over her, sliding his body till he rested over her. He kissed her shoulder again, and then her neck. The place where her pulse beat to rapidly. His words were a promise. A vow. No one\nothing\would ever take something that belonged to him again.

“Kouga...” His name was a sigh on her lips and he smiled at that. “...don't...” He tilted her head back, giving him better access to her skin.

“Don't what?” He urged her, his hands caressing her arms before he lifted them, sliding her hands over his shoulders so that she held him. He needed her to touch him.

He dipped lower, his lips sliding over her collarbone. He kissed and licked his way down to one breast, his tongue leaving a damp trail before he reached the slope of her breast. He stopped inches from the delectable nipple.

“Not...in me.” Kagome whispered, her tongue sliding over her lips. “Please. Promise me you won't.”

He tensed against her but pressed a soft kiss against her puckered nipple. She didn't want him to come in her. She had wanted his child, he knew that. The tears she had cried hadn't been fake and she still wanted his child. And he wanted one with her. The thought of her pregnant made him throb harder.

He didn't want to lose another pup.

Nothing would stop him from trying. If she carried again, she would still love that pup. Kagome wanted him, but she balked at the thought of him coming in her body.

He didn't answer her. He wasn't going to make a promise that he knew he wouldn't keep. He couldn't keep a promise like that. He couldn't even say he was sorry for what he was going to do because it would be a lie. Because when he came in her, there wouldn't be any remorse.


His tongue finally flicked out, licking her nipple, watching as the color darkened. He licked again and was rewarded with a soft sigh, a long shudder. Then he drew her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, his cheeks hollowing as he tried to take her entire breast into his mouth.

She moaned and by God, it was a sweet sound. He loved touching her, hearing her cry out his name. He switched to her other breast, flicking his tongue and then sucking.

“That's it.” He whispered against her skin. “You like this...I can smell you. So hot and wet for me...” He whispered against her breasts and then lifted himself further over her so he was on his knees. His knees came beside her thighs. He wasn't going to leave her side. So he took the material of his shorts and with one sharp jerk, the material ripped and he tossed it over his shoulder.

He was naked.

Before he could stop her, her small hand was cupping him. She squeezed. He groaned. He wanted to take his time, to kiss his way down her body, taste the hot, sweet nectar between her thighs. The touch of her hand on him was too good, though. Just a little longer...

He slid his hand over hers and tightened her hold on him, his eyes sliding closed. He stroked her hand over him, showing her how he liked it. “Like that...just like that...” His teeth snapped together as she began moving her hand. With Kagome, everything seemed new.

He was harder than she remembered. Bigger. He barely fit in her palm. She stroked him slowly, her gaze moving from his face, the tight, painful expression there to where she stroked him. Growing a little more bold, she lowered her other hand and cupped his balls, squeezing them gently.

Kouga groaned and jerked back and out of her grip. Fuck, he'd nearly came. He wasn't going to come until he was inside of her. He curled his hands in her clothing and ripped it straight down the middle. For once, he wanted to be gentle with her. Hell would freeze over before that  happened because every time Kagome touched him, he lost control.

He cupped her breasts in his hands, squeezing, pushing them high. She moaned and he squeezed harder, thumbing her nipples until she was whimpering his name. He moved one hand down her body, keeping the other at her breast and then cupped her between her thighs. Scorching hot, wet heat met his palm.

He shifted his wrist and thrust three fingers into her body. “You're tight.” He whispered, thrusting his fingers slowly, stretching her.

His touch had her arching in his arms. The pleasure was exquisite and that was from just his fingers. “Kouga...” She moaned his name out, writhing in his arms, her thighs closing around his pumping hand. It was sweet torture, feeling one hand cup her breast, squeezing hard enough to bring a delicious height of pain while the other hand fucked her slow and easy.

“Kouga.” She panted his name again. Now wasn't the time for talk, but what he'd said, she just couldn't get it out of her mind. She wanted to hear it again. She wanted to hear him say it. His thumb moved, sliding over her clitoris. She tilted her head back, pressing her skull into the blankets as she struggled to get the words out. “You said you loved me.”

He stilled against her, slowly dragging his fingers from her body. It wasn't a question. It was a statement. Dragging his fingers up her body, leaving a damp trail, he slid his fingers over her lips. “Yes.” He murmured. “I love you, Kagome.” He said again. Stated it. If she had any doubts, he'd wipe them from her mind.

His hand moved back down her body and then lower, circling her knee. He cupped the back of her knee and then pushed it up, sliding back. He stared at her flesh, stared between her thighs and then moved his gaze back up to hers. Settled between her thighs, gripping one knee and keeping her leg positioned up, he rocked his hips forward. Let her feel the tip of his cock resting against her entrance.

“I love you. You, Kagome.” He whispered and then he thrust, never releasing her body from his hold. His cock tunneled deeper into her body and he groaned at the tight fit. He pushed her knee higher, forced his hips flat between hers, forcing more of his cock into her.

She arched in his arms, crying out. He always did that. Made her wait and then...The throb of his cock, the thick girth, it stretched her almost painfully. And she still wanted more.

“Kagome.”

He growled her name out, the tone demanding she open her eyes. His eyes were sky blue, desire pooling in the depths. She felt his hips sliding back, slowly, before he was thrusting back in. He kept the pace slow, thrusting over and over. He kept her attention on him.

“Do you love me?”

Why would he ask her that? Of course she loved him. It was obvious for anyone to see.

“You know I do.” She whispered, her voice faint as he kept up that slow, thrusting grind.

Kouga pulled back, letting his cock drag from the tight grip of her body. Then he thrust back in. That wasn't the answer he wanted. He hadn't thought he needed to hear the words before. He hadn't even known he wanted to. Now, he wanted to hear the words. He needed to. She couldn't take and not expect to give something just as crucial in return.  

He stopped, his cock buried inside of her. His hand tightened behind her knee as he leaned over her, nearly sliding her leg over his shoulder. His hand spanned her neck, tilting it back so that she stared up at him fully. His thumb slid over her chin. “Say it.” He circled his hips against hers and then ground them down. “Say it and I'll make you come.”

He knew she was going to say it. But he wanted her to understand. He kissed her softly and when she opened her eyes, “I need to hear it as much as you did. Say it.”

Her eyes were glowing with the emotions she felt. He could see that clearly. Kagome knew that. Her tongue slid over her lips and his eyes followed the move.

“I love you.”

Those three words were whispered so low that he barely heard them. But it was enough. He dropped his head, his eyes sliding closed at the rush that filled him, the emotion. He inhaled hard and then: “I love you.” He whispered harshly, his eyes burning blue before he jerked her leg down to his waist and then copied the movement with her other leg.

With those three words, he was thrusting. Thrusting into her hard, his hips slamming against hers over and over. He'd said he would make her come and he would. And in return, he'd come. He'd fill her body with his seed...

He shut his eyes against the sheer pleasure tearing him apart, grinding as he slammed his hips against hers. His balls were drawn up tight as he thrust, his hips working fast. He didn't worry about hurting her. She could handle him. She was made for him. His woman may seem sweet and innocent to the world; she liked this. Her arms and legs were wrapped around his body, taking every hard thrust and begging for more.

Kagome moaned, her body jolted from every thrust. He was pounding into her now, groaning against her ear with each move. Her hands slid up until she was clenching the air at the top of his head, bracing her arms there. She fought to remember why she didn't want him coming in her while another part of her longed to feel the warm gush of his seed.

He thrust again, his hands going down to cup her ass before he pulled back, paused and then thrust himself into her and held himself still. Without warning she came around him. He'd known that thrust would make her come. She cried out, whispering his name as her body convulsed in his arms, baring down on him.


It took every ounce of control he had not to come. The feel of her body rippling around his was almost too much to bare. Only when the convulsions gripping his cock began to ease did he pull back. He let his body drop against hers, his arms resting outside of her shoulders as he cupped her head in his hands. He tangled his fingers in her hair and began thrust again, his body flush against hers. A game of withdraw and thrust that had him clenching his teeth at the need ripping through both his balls and cock.

He stared into her eyes as his thrusts began to harden again, grow rougher. And then he was slamming into her again. He grew harder, throbbing harder. His lips curled back, his fangs showing at the edges as he felt his release near. Kagome, she always knew when he was about to come. That was when his thrusts changed, when his control almost always shattered.

She was on the verge of coming again when she lowered her hands. Her nails scraped his stomach and fuck, he liked that, and braced her hands against his pumping hips. As if that would push him out when he came?

“Kouga...” Kagome moaned out as his thrusts neared that frenzy, his pupils dilating. She pushed at his hips weakly, her thoughts whirling as she fought off her climaxing. Without warning he stopped, baring his teeth in a silent snarl, a warning.

His chest heaved as he stared at her, a bead of sweat rolling down the side of his forehead. He felt the slight weight of her hands at his hips, pushing...

No. Slowly, with infinite knowledge, he gripped her hands and pulled them away. He anchored them over her head, using one hand to keep both of hers prisoner there. His eyes bore into hers, let the knowledge sink in. He was going to come in her.

“Kouga...” Kagome whispered weakly as he began thrusting again. His eyes never left hers as he thrust. Why was he doing this? He knew the pain, the utter failure she'd feel if she lost another one of his pups.

“Come with me, Kagome.” He hissed out, his voice low as he tensed suddenly, his hips sliding. And then he started thrusting just as hard as before and then he was slamming into her once more, his cock twitching and then she felt the hot, wet gush of his seed filling her. She cried out in denial, her nails digging into her palms but that didn't stop her body from coming around his. She should have been angry at what he'd done\but the way her body rippled around his, milked his seed from him, all she felt was a mind blowing pleasure.  

His body shuddered against hers as he continued to pump his hips slowly, forcing everything he had to give. He gave a weak sigh against her cheek, his body slick with sweat and then she felt another heavy gush fill her body. She wrapped her arms around him tightly, her eyes clenching. She prayed she wasn't pregnant again. Someday, yes. But only when danger didn't loom so near in the future.

She wanted to hate him, at least a little\but she loved him.

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