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Kouga's Dirty Secret

 

 

Sitting on a rock, his long strong legs crossed, Kouga leaned on his elbow on his knee, head in hand, and threw another stone. He watched it ricochet off a rock and bounce into the dust. Not for the first time, he wondered what he was dong here, waiting for her. His blue eyes stared at nothing in particular, but just burned with intensity from his inner turmoil.

 

Images played in his mind. The human girl he loved smiled in his memories and he felt guilt playing on the edges of his soul. What a hypocrite he was, Kagome deserved better! But she was too good for that dog boy as well. He smirked to think of how InuYasha would react if he knew…

 

Looking up suddenly, Kouga sniffed the air. That tell tale electricity in the air made the hair on the back of his neck stand up…and his loins ache. He growled low in his throat, but stood up and stalked over to meet her.

 

The silence around the undead miko was pregnant with pent up sexual desire. Kikyou walked gravely over to him, all pale skin and dark eyes lit by the souls she fed off of.

Kouga held himself still, clenching his fists. He always let her make the first move, this unpredictable creature.

 

Kikyou glided up to him, and placed a hand on the hard muscles of his chest. She gazed up into his face, and Kouga's cock began to twitch as it grew erect, eager for the game to end and the fun to begin.

 

“So, Lady Kikyou, we meet again,” Kouga said. “What do you want this time?”

 

“Take me,” Kikyou whispered.

 

“Why do you persist in this?” Kouga said. “You know I am in love with Kagome.”

 

“You can't have her,” Kikyou said, her hand sliding down to his firm stomach. “Let it go Kouga…take me.”

 

Kikyou's small, cool, hard hand kept moving down his body, and he closed his eyes as waves of desire shivered through him. But he kept his body still, his hands at his sides.

 

“Again I ask you, why do you want this of me?” Kouga said huskily.

 

“I never chose this twilight existence,” Kikyou replied. “But while I have a mission to accomplish before I find my eternal rest…make me feel alive.”

 

Eyes snapping open, Kouga grabbed her arms roughly. She did not resist as his mouth slammed down on to hers. The taste of ashes and dust, with a trace of long lost sweetness filled his mouth as he kissed her furiously. He clung to this sweetness in an effort to block out the knowledge of what he was doing. Reaching up he pulled her kosode down, freeing her high, firm breasts. Then he picked her up and carried her to a nearby cave he had prepared for them.

 

In the dimly lit cave, Kouga strode over to a pile of pelts he had collected for this temporary den. He placed her on it, her black hair fanning out under her head, and quickly made work of the ties on her hakama. Kikyou tugged at his own clothes, and he obliged her by shrugging out of them quickly.

 

Parting her legs with his, he gazed down at this living dead miko, his erection a large, purple rod between them. She reached up and grabbed it, guiding it to her waiting entrance. He penetrated her slowly as was his wont, afraid he might break her fragile shell. It always amazed her that she got wet and responded to him. How cruel, for a body to mimic life so.

 

Thrusting faster and faster inside Kikyou as she writhed and moaned beneath him, Kouga felt his orgasm imminent. He grimaced as his cock pulsed, spewing seed into the barren wasteland of her body. Then he withdrew and opened his eyes. She regarded him with that unfathomable look on her face…but he liked to think he had brought more life to her glittering eyes.

 

“Until next time,” Kikyou said.

 

“Yes…”