InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Prize ❯ 4. The Hot Spring ( Chapter 4 )

The Prize [NC-17]

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and give thanks to its creator; it's such a wonderful series.

 

This chapter contains a Lemon, you have been warned.

 

4. The Hot Spring.

 

It had seemed that someone had entered the room for she had found the bed cover on top of her and the candles had been extinguished while she slept. She noticed that the right door had been opened and she could see light coming from there. Groggily she sat up and she waddled sleepily to the room wearing the slippers that were somehow placed at the side of the bed.

 

The room was big and lit by candles. The hot spring's steam rose from its waters and she walked toward it noticing the undisturbed, crystalline waters. She stood there in silence as if trying to sense a presence. When she sensed none she slowly untied her robe and as if fearing that someone was peeking into some imaginary hole, she disrobed and dipped into the spring quickly. Once inside she realized that she had been holding her breath all along. She exhaled and shook her head recognizing that she was a ball of nerves. It was going to take a long soak to undo all the tension that she felt.

 

The hot spring was deep. The waters reached her shoulders. She sat onto the sides where the spring had been shaped into seats .She sat there thinking back to the sequence of events and the sting of how Inuyasha stood there letting his big brother take her away. As much as she wanted to blame Inuyasha, she couldn't. It seemed as though he had come to a realization and had let her go. She shook her head once more, not understanding her conclusion. She could not understand why would Inuyasha think that it was better this way?

 

The heat of the spring was finally calming her senses and she began to feel her shoulder muscles relax. As she sat there in the water, the stillness of the room was suddenly interrupted when she felt a presence. Her eyes opened and there he was standing on the other end of the hot spring. He stood there tall, still and quiet. He must have flown in for she did not hear him.

 

Okay, how long has he been standing there? She asked herself.

 

He took off his robe and a quick once over revealed his nude front sculpted with well defined chest muscles, right arm, thighs and his manhood. By the time she looked up at his face he returned a serious gaze with a hint of arrogance. Unbeknownst to her, her mouth was gaped open.

 

He walked forward and into the spring. Her brain finally snapped out of the reverie of seeing him completely in the nude and registered that she was without a scrap of clothing herself. Not only that, a demon, a naked, human hating demon was in the same hot spring as she.

 

Upon this realization, fear and apprehension quickly came over and her heart started racing. She was about to cover herself when he growled. Evidently, it was a warning. She remained still, like most prey do when the predator is ready to pounce.

 

All her tension came back three fold. She was ready to run, but where? She didn't know where, all she knew was that all her senses were in tune with his and she was ready to run.

 

Sesshomaru continued his slow wading toward her. Kagome looked to her sides then up to his face. There was nothing to be read in his eyes, just a cold stare as he slowly approached her. She wanted nothing more than to stand to move anywhere away from him, but he made another threatening growl so she opted to stay still. Her breathing became evident as her chest pumped in more oxygen when the adrenaline increased.

 

He stopped a foot away from her never letting go of his gaze into her eyes. After a long pause he looked down to her body. Kagome immediately tried to cover herself yet again and was only met by an ever more ferocious growl that was deeper than before.

 

She closed her eyes. She had to escape somehow and by closing her eyes it was her only way out. She was unable to bear the fact that he could see her nude like that.

 

Her perfect ears heard water ripples. She opened her eyes and saw that Sesshomaru was under water. He was having a full frontal view of her.

 

That's it! She thought and covered her breasts and pubic hair with her arms and hands.

 

An arm wrapped in a snap around her waist. She found her body violently shoved against his hard body underwater. In an instance, the stillness of the hot spring had transformed into one of stormy waters. Waves of water thrashed from side to side. She felt like she had been snapped by Jaws himself, and he was violently trying to thrash her around into unconsciousness.

 

She was jerked from side to side, into the water and out. Kagome saw water then light and back to water. She felt the force of him clutching her body with a deathly grip.

 

Whenever she could she took in air fearing she'd drown since the times under water and thrashing about were in very long intervals. She could not think straight, and she held onto the only thing she could, his head. In all the thrashing about, her mind suddenly registered something latched onto her left breast.

 

It was him! Her mind screamed.

 

His mouth was against her breast and she felt the pressure of his tongue ministering her nipple in all that thrashing. She tried to stop it by pulling away but the right arm became tighter, keeping a good grip around her waist and a good hold of her right buttock. At the same time she heard a growl that made her nipple tingle in ways she had never felt.

 

She soon felt a warmth build in the apex of her legs. She also noticed that her breathing became more erratic and that her heart began beating at a different rhythm. As his warning had made its effect on his prey and she stilled, the violent movement stopped. He shifted his attention to the right breast. He gave it the same treatment with the addition of fangs suddenly nipping the sensitive skin of her nipple.

 

The molten heat in her core grew and she could not understand how her body had a different reaction. That is, one of tingles and sensations that came from places she never knew existed. Instinctively, her back arched so as to press her breast further against his mouth. She was moved outside the hot spring and he was right on top of her.

 

His right hand was holding onto her neck and he simply said, "You move and you die."

 

Kagome was lying there wet on the floor next to the hot spring. He savored and indulged in her breasts again, ministering each nipple with his tongue from large circles to smaller ones to the nub. Kagome panted and watched as he did his pleasure, giving her pleasure in the process. He then licked in between her breasts and trailed all the way down to her belly button. He continued down surrounding her pubic hair along her leg. He used the stub of his left upper arm to push her legs apart. Kagome's alarms flared up and she was about to close her legs when his nails suddenly clawed threatening against her neck.

 

"Remember my poisonous nails woman," he growled. She lay back down and hesitantly opened her legs and heard, "I will not warn you again."

 

She saw how his handsome mouth disappeared into the blackness of her core. His eyes closed in the process. Sharp jolts of electricity shot from the tip of her lower spine all the way to her head. She felt the friction of his tongue as it continually ministered her folds until it reached that area filled with nerves. This made her wild. She moved her hips up and down feeling as though something else was needed. Sesshomaru knew what she needed. But no, he would not give it to her.

 

She was there left to his ministrations against her pearl and she kept trying to control her irregular breath. But each time his tongue lapped against her she would start seeing stars and hearing a ring against her ears.

 

A build up of something began. She did not know what it was but it kept growing in intensity. His movements which were at first slow and filled with friction became faster, sending sudden jolts of tingles into her. Her breathing became harder and with each inhale she felt more sensations.

 

Sesshomaru felt a pride within him for being able to transform her fear into passion. A purr began within his chest, a reverberation that was felt within the cavity of his mouth and thus against her core. Her body suddenly stilled and her legs parted as wide as possible as if trying to let something in.

 

With that escalation she came crashing down with a loud moan followed by the subsequent after shocks of her first climax. Sesshomaru continued drinking up her juices. His male pride didn't want to allow any of it to be wasted. She gave a smell he had never sensed before and her taste was equally sensual. He continued lapping her apex until she was clean and took her back inside the hot spring. Exhausted, she closed her eyes and dozed off.