InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The End of Innocence ❯ Defiled ( Chapter 2 )

A/N: Once again, hello! This is the second chapter (hopefully awaited). Please express your appreciation and review!

 

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Kagome's mind was writhing with shock. She could barely comprehend what was happening to her.

 

How could Koga be doing this?

 

She had always known that Koga wanted her, but she never could have imagined that he would let his emotions overcome his senses.

 

He had become a wild animal intent on making a kill, and nothing she could do would stop him.

 

She was terrified, and rapidly losing control of her emotions.

 

Inwardly, she gasped, “I'm too young! I'm only sixteen! I was waiting for. . . “, but she could not finish the sentence, even in her thoughts.

 

She looked helplessly over his shoulder at her spare clothes, at the river, searching for anything that she could use to defend herself.

 

But her bow was back at the camp, and without her purifying arrows, she could do nothing.

 

Koga was strong enough to tear her in half with one swipe of his claws.

 

Still, she vowed not to go down without a fight. She would not submit, InuYasha or no InuYasha! Once again, she opened her mouth to scream.

 

“Oh, Kagome, I can't have you letting the little dog-boy know where you are, can I?” he said, covering her mouth firmly.

 

“He'll never hear you, he'll never smell you . . . you will be mine, all mine, just like you are supposed to be!” Koga whispered in her ear.

 

He tightened his grip on her, and she struggled wildly in his grasp.

 

One of his claws tore a wide rip in the front of her pristine white blouse. “Oops,” he said, in a ragged whisper, and smoothly dragged his claw along the tear to reveal the lacy edge of her bra.

 

Kagome whimpered, and thrashed in his arms, bringing her knees reflexively upwards. Losing her balance, Kagome fell against Koga, and he swept her smoothly to the ground and placed himself on top of her.

 

“Now, don't make this difficult for me. I'm sure that you'll enjoy yourself, when all is said and done. Who knows? Maybe you'll even give up on that pathetic mutt. He will never deserve you, even if he managed to become a full demon.”

 

As Koga spoke, he rapidly tore through what remained of her blouse, and Kagome turned her head away from him, staring fixedly at the frayed edges of the white cloth seeping into the mud at the riverside.

 

So dirty, she thought, and gave way to despair as she realized that it was all her own fault.

 

If she had not chosen to defy InuYasha, this never would have happened. She could still be sitting by the campfire, heating water for ramen. . it was impossible now.

 

But a faint hope still flickered within her, refusing to die - she had to do something. InuYasha would come and save her.

 

Oh, Kami, she prayed, please let someone come. Anyone!

 

She whimpered as Koga roughly began kneading one of her breasts through her bra, and he responded with a ragged intake of breath, expelling it in a malicious chuckle.

 

“You like that, don't you?” he said, smiling.

 

Recklessly, she opened her mouth and began loudly, “NO - “

 

But he lashed out and slapped her across the face. Her head flew to the side with the violence of the blow, and she tasted blood.

 

Koga pushed his face close to hers, and his mad red eyes filled her vision. He was near to transformation, and if he went over the edge, Kagome knew that he would kill her.

 

I can't die! Thought Kagome.

 

What would happen to Shippo . . . and Sango . . . and Miiroku . . . and InuYasha? He would never forgive me if I got myself killed!

 

She lay very still, and tried to steady her breathing.

 

She saw sweat drip off of Koga's face and felt it land between her breasts. He savagely tore her bra apart, and snaked out his tongue to lick up the perspiration.

 

“You taste so good . . . but I will have to teach you how to behave.”

 

Before she could respond, he lashed out with a claw, making a deep cut along the edge of her breast. She cried out in pain, but he hit her again and she became silent, trembling in terror.

 

Koga stuffed a piece of her torn blouse into her mouth, making an effective gag. He then quickly began to slash at her skirt, methodically tearing it into ribbons.

 

Kagome twitched each time he lashed out with his claws.

 

Kagome felt herself become numb, and her body seemed far away from her control. Only the searing pain of the cut on her breast and Koga's scratches on her thighs kept her from passing out.

 

Suddenly, he tore through the waistband of her skirt, and it dropped onto the ground. Kagome shivered in the chill air, and gazed down at the oozing scratches on her legs.

 

Koga placed his hand on her knee, and slowly moved up her thigh to her pink panties. With a vicious stroke, he ripped them off, and stared hungrily at her core.

 

“Now you are ready for me - like an unwrapped present!” he said, and once again laughed gutturally, making a shiver go down her spine.

 

Kagome was beyond protesting - she was becoming weak from loss of blood, and all she hoped for was to pass into blissful unconsciousness. But Koga had other plans.

 

“Look at me, bitch,” he said, coldly.

 

“I want you to remember my face when I take you . . . dog-boy will know . . .” and then, without warning, he thrust into her.

 

Kagome screamed beneath the gag. She had never felt pain so intense in her life. She felt like she was being torn in two, and involuntarily flexed her leg, feebly kicking Koga in the shin.

 

He raked his claws across her back in retaliation, and he withdrew, only to thrust again . . . and again . . . Kagome began to see gray spots flickering in her eyes, and moaned as fog overwhelmed her vision.

 

The last thing she heard was Koga's triumphant cry as he came . . .

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