InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kagome's Secret Buttons ❯ Kagome's Heart ( Chapter 13 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any characters associated with it. This story is rated for a mature audience.

 

Lemon warning.

 

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Kagome was exhausted. There had been times when Inuyasha seemed insatiable. None of those moments remotely compared to Koga. Even after screwing both her and Sango senseless for the better part of the evening, he looked as fresh as when they had first arrived while she and Sango looked and felt like they had just ran for miles. Giving Sango a weak good-bye, they went their separate ways. When she returned home, Kagome found both Kikyo and Inuyasha waiting for her.

 

“I'm home,” Kagome called out feebly as she kicked off her shoes, closing the door behind her.

 

Kikyo wore a wide grin at her disheveled appearance. “How was it?” There was a knowing glimmer in her eyes that she already knew what the answer would be.

 

With considerable effort, Kagome managed to straighten herself, finding Inuyasha scowling unhappily at her current state. He had his arms crossed tightly against his chest as he leaned against the wall, waiting for her answer. Taking a deep breath, Kagome let her head slump, chin landing against her chest. Right now, she wanted nothing more than a bath and a nights sleep. Gathering strength from within, she forced herself upright again. “I would be lying if I said it was anything less than the most fantastic sex I've ever had. Koga is… I can't even find words to accurately describe it.” Her eyes met Inuyasha's. He said nothing, simply staring at her. “That said, I can't wait until he's bored with me.”

 

“What? Why?” Kikyo asked, surprised by the sudden revelation. “You know how many women here would kill to be in your position?”

 

“Are you one of them?” Inuyasha asked, speaking for the first time since Kagome's return.

 

Kikyo's cheeks reddened. “Well, not exactly.”

 

Kagome took a few steps away from the door. “The sex may be the best I've ever had, but I don't like being treated as an object. I'm nothing more than a new toy to him.” She ran a hand through her hair. “I'm okay having sex without any special emotions. I do it all the time with Miroku, but Miroku at least cares enough to treat me with respect.”

 

“You didn't use condoms, did you?” He didn't so much ask as tell. Kagome felt the heat leave her face as terror gripped her stomach. She had intended to. The first time had been a mistake. Things were moving so fast that it was over before she even thought about it. The subsequent times however, she had no excuse. Koga was just like Inuyasha and absolutely refused to use them. When she told him he would use one or there would be no more, well, he had ways of getting her to do otherwise. The humiliation of her begging him to let her cum still burned fresh in her mind.

 

“N-no,” she muttered softly, her eyes falling to the floor.

 

“I figured. I can smell him all over you.” He sighed, uncrossing his arms. To Kagome's surprise, his arms wrapped her in a hug.

 

“Huh? You're not mad?” Cautiously, she returned the hug.

 

“Kikyo and I had a long discussion about what to expect on your return. I'm glad your back.”

 

“So am I,” she said, taking a deep breath. Her sense of smell was nowhere near his, but it was obvious to her he and Kikyo had done a lot more than talk. And it's their right. Neither has to ask me anymore. Still, she felt a little peeved how he spent his time alone with Kikyo while she was off with another man. She felt his arms release her and she took a step back.

 

“Why don't you go get cleaned up and turn in early for the night?” he said, turning to let her pass.

 

Rubbing her forehead, she shook her head. “I think I'm a little tired to do anything tonight.”

 

He simply smiled. “Kikyo warned me that you would say that. It's fine. You look exhausted anyways.”

 

“I feel exhausted,” she answered with a weak smile.

 

“Well, hurry up then,” Kikyo said, grabbing Inuyasha by the arm. “Enjoy your bath. We'll be waiting for you in bed. Oh, and no need to rush,” she added with a mischievous smile.

 

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Kagome woke with a start, her bed clothes sticking to her sweaty body. Beside her, Inuyasha held Kikyo close to him. Both were naked, still sleeping soundly. Reaching up, Kagome placed a hand against her neck, feeling her racing pulse. She was breathing hard and her erect nipples pushed up against the soft fabric of her shirt. Never had a dream aroused her so completely. It was close to four in the morning and she was tempted to wake Inuyasha and have him screw her brains out. Instead, she let him sleep, opting instead for the cold shower. It would get rid of the sticky sweat as well.

 

Resting her hands against the cold shower wall, she let the chill water rush over her as her mind continuously replayed the dream in her mind. Even now, the details were so vivid they sickened her. The setting had been simplistic. She was in her bedroom; on her bed to be exact. There, a man she didn't know was busily humping away. He finished and was promptly replaced by another, and another, and another. It was then that she realized there was a line. As men finished, more joined the line. It wasn't long before there were more men getting in line than she could take care of. As it grew, they grew impatient. In an attempt to move the line faster, she took more on at the same time. First two, then adding a third before finally reaching five at one time; yet no matter how many she took on, the line continued to grow longer and longer. At the end, her eyes found Inuyasha. He was sitting next to the bed, watching. He had his arms crossed, a grin on his face. He wasn't doing anything, just sitting there watching with that stupid grin on his face. It was his grin that woke her from the dream. It was the enjoyment in his eyes he had from watching her.

 

Her stomach rolled uncomfortably. It was only a dream, just a bad dream. But was it bad? Her body didn't seem to think so. Despite the jets of cool water that steadily beat her skin, she still had a burning desire to give her the release the fading tendrils of the dream teased her with. Taking a series of deep breaths, she managed to calm herself down. What kind of woman am I becoming? The thought worried her, but at the same time, she felt a teasing yearning to discover just where her life was going to settle. Her only wish was that when everything finally fell into place, Inuyasha and Kikyo were right there with her.

 

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Kagome sat with her arms folded across her breasts, finger tapping impatiently as she waited. She wasn't the only one in the living room she had dubbed the `waiting room.' It had been two weeks since she had had her first experience with Koga. Since then, she had visited him twice. Kikyo continued to pressure her to visit more, saying that she didn't want Kagome to have any regrets once Koga bored of her. Inuyasha on the other hand - well - he still played the part of the reluctant fiancée, giving her disapproving looks when she told him where she was going. It wasn't the same as it had been in the beginning however. Over the past two weeks, he had grown accustomed to the idea of her spending time with other men besides himself and Miroku. Today he had even told her to `have fun,' even though he wore his usual scowl when she mentioned Koga's name. Kagome guessed Kikyo had a lot to do with that. She was discovering Kikyo was gifted in the art of persuasion and subtly shifting people's views about things. No wonder she was planning to enter the public relations field.

 

Thinking about how things were changing caused memories of the dream to surface. It was quickly turning into a reoccurring one, though sometimes it changed locations or Inuyasha wasn't there. The more times she had it, the less it worried her. At first, she thought it was some latent desire she held. Now, she saw it as a product of her relaxed lifestyle she was now living.

 

The woman's cries in the other room had fallen silent a few minutes ago. The longer the silence grew, the more excited she felt. She knew she was next. When Koga saw her waiting in the room, his expression always brightened and had her skip to the front of the line. It enraged the others, but he quelled it by telling them that if they didn't like it, they could leave. No one ever did. The door creaked open and Kagome was surprised to see a teacher walk out, trying her best to smooth and settle her clothing. She was taller than everyone here by at least a head, her long blond hair pulled back in a hasty ponytail, her bangs matted against her sweat soaked forehead. Taking a deep breath, she tried to keep a dignified pose as she strolled past the watchful eyes of the others to the door. On seeing the glint of a ring on the teacher's finger, Kagome automatically moved her right hand to touch her own. Did her husband know what she was doing? She doubted it, but she wasn't exactly in a position to judge. Even if she was a teacher, her position was safe. The women were incredibly tight lipped about who they saw waiting with them. It was something Kagome was thankful for. Most women were willing to share that they had been blessed with sharing a bed with Koga, but they never revealed who else had been there with them. Married, dating, single, Koga didn't seem to care what background they were coming to him with, only that they were pretty. The amount of women waiting for their turn made Kagome wonder if all Koga did was screw women and go to class. Knowing him, it probably was.

 

Koga leaned against the doorframe, his eyes scanning the faces of the waiting women as if he was inspecting the latest shipment of fresh meat. Finally, his eyes settled on Kagome and his face lit up. Straightening, he beamed down at her. “Kagome!” he said happily, taking a few steps into the room. “It's wonderful to see you again.”

 

Kagome felt her face heat as the other seven women glared at her. It was no different than the other times she came here, but it still wasn't something she was used to. “Koga,” she squeaked out in a timid voice, suddenly self-conscious.

 

“Come on back,” he said, moving out of the way of the door. There were a few protests, most coming from the pretty redhead that had been slated to be next. She mentioned something about having to meet her boyfriend for dinner. Koga wasn't sympathetic. “You can either go home or be late,” he said in a low voice. The woman crossed her arms unhappily across her chest, but didn't move as Kagome moved past Koga into his room. He closed the door behind them. Kagome wrinkled her nose as the room fell into near darkness. The room reeked of sex.

 

“You know, I could wait,” Kagome whispered, glancing over her shoulder. “It's only fair since she was here before me—”

 

He waved it aside. “I know her boyfriend. He's as blind as he is dumb. It won't be the first time she's late to a date.” He shook his head as he sighed. “She's not the only one either. They seek me out and yet still pretend to play the faithful lover.” His face twisted in a look of revulsion. “It's disgusting.”

 

She pressed her hands against her hips, her eyebrow twitching. “You do remember that I have a fiancée, right?”

 

A wide smile formed. “Ah, but you're different. Your husband-to-be knows exactly where you are and what you're doing. There is no pretending.” He paused for a moment. “I mean, he does know, doesn't he?”

 

“O-of course,” she answered quickly. “I wouldn't be here if he didn't know.”

 

Koga let out a sigh of relief. “That's a relief. I have enough trouble with - well, I have enough trouble.”

 

Kagome frowned. She knew what he was talking about. It was inevitable for a few boyfriends or husbands to find out what their significant other was doing. Kagome had never heard of any fights, but she couldn't image the confrontations being peaceful. “Then perhaps you should be more selective of who you choose to spend time with.”

 

He took a step closer, spreading his arms wide. She couldn't help but run her eyes up and down his toned chest. Like Inuyasha, he kept his body in excellent condition, though being a full-blooded demon surely helped. “I don't force any of them. If not me, then they will simply choose another.”

 

“No force, right,” she muttered with a roll of her eyes. She wouldn't be here if it wasn't for him hiring someone to snoop around on her. She still didn't believe him when he said he got rid of them all.

 

“I admit I may have been,” he twirled his hand in a circle as he searched for the right word. “Enthusiastic,” he finished. His smug grin returned. “Yet you continue to come and I am forced to ask myself, `why?' I am no longer forcing you to be here.”

 

Her face flushed as she looked away. “I didn't come here to talk.” Moving over to her, he gently began removing her clothes a piece at a time. She tilted her head to the side as he kissed her neck, her breathing increasing with his soft touch. Yet despite her growing arousal, she couldn't shake what he had said. Why was she here? She told herself it was to ensure Koga didn't release the photos of her, but that wasn't the real reason. He had already gotten what he wanted and it was like he said, he wasn't forcing her to return. Sex with Koga was certainly mind-boggling, but she was just as satisfied spending the night with Inuyasha and Kikyo. No, she didn't want to admit it, but she already knew the answer. It was the same reason she enjoyed having sex with Miroku. It was because she wasn't supposed to. It was the same reason watching Inuyasha with other women excited her. She wasn't supposed to enjoy the touch of another man besides the one she was promised to. The years that she was confined by the ever increasing pressure of being the perfect daughter was long gone. She was free to do what she wanted. The thought of being in a normal relationship terrified her now. There would be pressure to be a proper lover, a proper wife, a proper mother. She was tired of being what others expected her to be.

 

Straddling him, she bounced forcefully atop him. He grinned up at her as she smiled brightly, her head back as she cried out passionately. She knew the women in the next room could hear her, but she didn't care, not at the moment. His hands ran across her stomach and sides, urging her against him. His hands strayed near her breasts several times, but they teasingly never touched them. He seemed to enjoy the sight of their heavy bouncing. She flipped her hair back out of her face, leaning away slightly as she relied on his grip against her sides to hold her atop him. Rolling her hips from side to side and back and forth, she let wet moans escape her lips as she pulled her hair up over her head and let it fall again, her mind awash with the pleasure that ran through her.

 

Kagome didn't stay dominate for long. In a few quick movements, she found herself on her back, eyes wide as her legs shot in the air. With a look of fierce determination, Koga repeatedly pounded himself into her. She screamed in pleasure, her hands gripping at the disheveled bedcovers beneath her. It was when he was in control that she seemingly lost herself. Her body quivered in orgasm. She barely came down from the blissful release only to quickly be brought to another one. The wet slap of their skin meeting was drowned out by her loud shrieks and his low grunts. His hands gripped her breasts. He was forceful with them without bringing her pain. His fingers gently twisting her erect nipples sent shivers down her back. With her legs atop his shoulders, each thrust seemed to reach deeper into her. He was larger than Inuyasha and with him rolling his hips as he drilled into her, it made him seem impossibly huge. Between the passionate yells and the body shaking orgasms, it was a wonder she had time to breath at all.

 

She could feel herself creep closer to another orgasm. She had lost track of what number it was. Koga was growing close too, his breaths matching his shorter, faster thrusts. It was something she noticed him doing before he came. The closer he came, the less he relied on technique and the more he would simply jackhammer away. Sensing the two would cum close together, the atmosphere seemed to electrify between them. Impassioned from the numbing pleasure that tingled throughout her body, she realized she was screaming his name repeatedly.

 

“Kagome!” he gasped as he pushed himself into her. Warmth exploded inside her as he released jet after jet of his seed into her accepting body. They both were frozen in the bliss of orgasm, dripping in sweat and gasping for breath.

 

Slowly, her mind returned from its aroused state and began to process reason again. The task completed, she pushed Koga away. Like every time, liquid poured from her at his exit. The sheer amount never ceased to amaze her. After asking around, all demons were like this. Blowjobs must be a mess. It didn't sound appealing to her at all. Koga collapsed to the bed beside her, his breathing already returning to normal. Eyes traveling down his body, she found the familiar sight of his erection, still standing at full attention. Luckily, it wasn't just her and Sango there to sate his lust, but an entire room of women more than willing for their turn. The desire Kagome had felt for him just a moment before was completely gone now. It was odd how having sex with Koga and Miroku increased her desire for Inuyasha. Without a single word, she rolled off the bed and began collecting her clothes.

 

“Wait, I can still go more,” he said as he watched her start to dress.

 

She drew her panties up her legs. “Thanks, but you have a room full of women waiting for you. I don't think they would be too happy with me getting a second ride.”

 

He frowned as he sat up. “Fuck'em. They can leave if they don't like it.”

 

“Sorry,” she said as she adjusted her bra. “I should be getting home.”

 

“Is Inuyasha really that good?”

 

She frowned, stopping to face him. “What?”

 

“Ever since the first day, I've offered but you never take my offer of a second round. Women don't usually do that.”

 

Kagome smiled, resuming her efforts to dress. “He's wonderful.”

 

He sighed unhappily. “So there is no hope in something between us.”

 

“No,” she answered firmly. Sex was one thing, but what she shared with Inuyasha couldn't be broken. Not by anyone or anything. At the rate things were going with Kikyo, she would soon be at the same level as Inuyasha. She was buttoning up her blouse when she paused, turning her head to look over at Koga. “What made you think that there could have been something? You don't exactly live the lifestyle of someone looking for a relationship.”

 

He grinned. “I think I could say the same about you.” She said nothing as he continued. “But I didn't really. I had my hopes. I hoped that after you slept with me, you would see how much better I was. I was even more hopeful after I found out about how - loose - your relationship with Inuyasha is.” He shrugged. “I figured if you were willing to mess around with other guys and allow him to sleep with other women while engaged, you would have no problem with me doing the same.” His eyes narrowed. “I want to know the truth, who is better in bed?”

 

She finished buttoning her blouse. “You,” she answered as she smoothed out the sides. She cut him off before he could relish the victory. “But in the end, it's only sex. No matter how pleasurable it is with you, you can never offer me the satisfaction I have with him.”

 

Finally finished, she straightened up and entered the living room without another word. Head held high, she walked past the other women. Ignoring their stares, she put her shoes on at the door and left. With a refreshing breath of air, she started home.

 

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A warning, the coming chapters are going to be more drama as I bring the story to a close. I've written just about all I've planned and I think things will start getting repetitive if I try to drag things out. There are some pretty big things I have planned at the end.

 

So thanks for all the reviews thus far and I hope you continue your support through the upcoming final chapters!