InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ She ❯ Chapter 13

(A.N. I can't believe how much people liked my story, I don't know if I should post another, but this is probably my best one anyway. This isn't the last chapter, but it contains a lemon so if you're not supposed to be reading it, well how am I going to stop you? Just know that I've posted the standard warning, and that I don't own Inuyasha or any of his associates.)

She

Naraku clawed open the door that led to the basement and fell down the stairs. He stood up and looked around. "What? Where are they?" All his pods had disappeared. "Looking for us?" a cocky voice called from behind him. He spun around; Inuyasha stood next to Kikyo. His eyes widened, Kikyo was alive! The souls she'd stolen from him had revived her. "Looks like you lose Naraku!" Naraku's eyes began to glow with rage.

"Brat! How dare you mock me!" Long tentacles slid from his body, but claws sliced through them. "You will not leave here alive Naraku" Sesshomaru said as he landed. "No! This can't be!" He turned to run, but an arrow caught him in the chest, then in the throat. His dying eyes settled on Kagome "How can a human have such power?" He said his voice garbled from the blood seeping out of his throat. The he saw it glowing inside her chest, just beneath her heart. It was the jewel! It had been inside her all along and he'd never known.

He felt the soul catchers crawling under his skin, but he was still able to stand. He took a few steps towards Kagome, but he didn't get far as the Tetsusaiga sliced through his body. A roar echoed through the basement, and then faded. Demon parts and a human head dropped to the floor, then disappeared as Sesshomaru dissolved them with his poison claws. He turned to see Inuyasha and Kikyo leaving through the hole he'd made in the basement wall. Kagome watched as the principal hugged his son. "I knew you'd find a way to free me Shippo!" Shippo smiled up at his father, then pointed to Rin. "This is Rin papa, she's my best friend. Would it be all right if she stayed with us?" Principal Takeo smiled "That's just fine Shippo"

Sesshomaru opened the door to his parent's guesthouse. They weren't home, but he still thought it a crime for Kagome to enter their home dripping blood and guts. Kagome headed towards the back of the house where he'd told her the bath was. The bath had been made to resemble a hot spring. She smiled it reminded her of home, when she had bathed in the lake next to her grandfather's shrine as a little girl. She stripped off the ruined dress and slid into the water. She scrubbed blood and bits of flesh from her skin.

Sesshomaru stood outside the door. Even now he thought of her as his, Naraku had stolen something of his. But she wasn't a thing, nor was she an object. She was just…She. He tugged off the soft silk that covered him, and stepped into the bath. Kagome's back was to him, and she stiffened when she heard him slip into the water.

His fingers slipped into her wet hair, then trailed down her back. His arms slid around her waist and he pulled her to him. He could see the red begin to tint her skin. "Sesshomaru what are you…" She stopped to draw in a sharp breath as his lips slid over her throat. "Would you be mine?" he whispered. "Would you stay with me forever?" She shivered as his hands slid up to caress her breasts. He licked her throat. "Yes" She whispered shakily. He lifted her in his arms and carried her from the bath. He kicked open the door to the bedroom and set her down in the middle of the floor.

He pulled a towel off the end of the bed and wrapped it around her. He pulled it over her back and down over her hips. The towel slid back up and around over her breasts. Slowly he rubbed them. He placed the towel in her hair and rubbed it dry, then dropped it. "Don't you want me to do you?" She whispered wickedly. She heard a growl behind her and felt herself lifted and tossed on the bed. She lay there and watched as his gaze devoured her body. It seemed he couldn't look away.

He knelt on the bed, first one knee then the other. She shivered again, but she wasn't cold. He crawled over her on all fours his soft hair brushing over her body. Slowly he lowered himself to her. It was a shock to her system to feel his weight upon her. She could sense the power crackling just beneath his skin, barely controlled. It excited her; it made her want to lose control.

She knew now that it had been him, what she'd sensed inside him all those days ago that had made her fight in the hall. Now she was drowning in it. "Were going to take this very slowly" he mummered "Very, very slowly" Was he talking to her or himself? His lips slid over her throat.

"This is going to hurt, you know that don't you?" She nodded, and then he was done with questions. His teeth cut into her skin. She gasped. He began to suck at the tiny holes. His hands slid down over her hips and caressed the back of her thighs parting them. He wrapped her legs around his waist and returned to kissing her. When he knew her attention was focused on the kiss, he slid inside her. Her teeth cut his bottom lip and her mouth filled with blood as she jerked against him. He moved to leave her, but her legs tightened around him. "Don't move!" He growled, she was so hot and tight around him, that if she moved another inch he'd lose it.

He waited until her body relaxed, and then he pressed deeper into her core. Slowly he filled her. She tossed her head and dug her nails into his back. She didn't want him to "Take it slow" he was driving her insane! Finally he began to move riding her slowly. Tension began to coil within her body. She matched his rhythm. She could feel herself becoming apart of him.

His hair brushed over her skin again and she moaned his name. His breathing was harsh as he reclaimed her mouth. She tore her mouth away from his and pressed her head into the bed. She arched against him struggling to get closer some blind need was compelling her, screaming for release. With every thrust he touched it, stroked it until she burned for it. She clung to him and he tightened his grip on her hips. "Please…" she managed to whisper, then the tension was gone. Heat exploded inside her. She saw white; it seeped through her until she was consumed by it. He felt her fly away a followed her, spilling into her welcoming heat.

She'd given him all she had, but in accepting her, he'd lost himself as well.