A.N. --- Ok, a short chapter, I'm still working on the next, and have a great idea for the epilogue. Looks like they might have to move the wedding date...
Nooo...It's not meant to be Yami Bakura, but if the shoe fits... I'd planned for the others to do a cameo in the epilogue. Read, Review, Criticize constructively.
Late that night Ai heard the bedroom door open and someone came in. She turned away and closed her eyes as soon as she realized it was Ookami. When she spoke, her voice was quiet and filled with the pain she felt. "M-master Ookami. Please forgive me for not rising to greet you."
"It is I who should beg your forgiveness. I have brought some ointment for the welts." He knelt down next to her pallet, gently lifting the blankets away. Her thighs were cris-crossed with long red weals, a few of them had bled, and he noticed she had not cleaned them properly. "Come, I will help you wash, then we will soak the soreness from you before I apply the ointment."
She kept her eyes closed until she was standing, then focused them meekly on the floor. "As you wish Master Ookami."
She followed him to the bath room and sat on the bench he indicated. He washed himself while she did what she could for herself, then closed her eyes as he took the cloth from her. His gentle hands tenderly cleaned her inner thighs, arousing her despite the pain. They rinsed under the showerhead before sinking into the steaming pool of water, Ai closed her eyes and sighed as the heat penetrated her. She felt him sit next to her after adjusting the temperature and didn't resist when he slid her onto his lap. He slipped a floatation device behind her head and helped her to lie back in the water until she floated. She kept her eyes closed as she felt him spread her legs apart, hooking her knees over his shoulders. Relaxed in the warm water, she barely felt the pain of the welts as he massaged her lower back, lifting her hips slightly to give him better access.
He kissed her at her core, flicking the sensitive bud with his tongue, sliding it around her entrance before slipping inside, sucking at her gently, ever mindful of the welts nearby. She bucked as his fingers entered her, his mouth continuing its assault on her mound, sucking, nipping the oh so sensitive nub. He paused long enough to lift her to the side of the pool, one leg dangling down into the water, then began again thrusting his fingers deep into her as he suckled at her breasts. Her gasps of pleasure quickened and he knew she was close. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "What do you want Ai?"
"Please, I want to come....please!" She arched her back, straining for the release that was just beyond her reach. Her body begged for it. "Please Master, let me come!"
He toyed with the taut nipple of one breast as he continued thrusting with his fingers, moving so his mouth could devour her. Seamlessly he changed, suckling her sensitive bud while squeezing her peaked nipples hard. She cried out as she came, and he drank her dry. "Good girl, now turn over."
He turned her until her upper body was laying on the side of the pool, her legs dangling down into the water and her rump presented to him. He couldn't wait any longer to have her. He thrust himself deeply into her, pounding her hips into the side of the pool, ignoring her cries until he found his own release a moment later.
When they returned to their room, Ookami gently applied the ointment to her thighs while she slept exhausted from the day's activities. It was almost time to turn her over to Oni, but he would enjoy what she had to offer first. He applied a little more ointment to the abrasions on her breasts from his overzealousness at the pool's edge and couldn't resist suckling at one. She stirred, arching into him, a soft sleepy moan escaping like a sigh, and he was ready for her again in seconds. He took her from behind again, finding her anus relaxed enough to permit his entrance. He slid into her slowly, she was so very tight, but came again before he was halfway sheathed. Exhausted now himself, he left himself inside her as he drifted off to sleep himself.
That night helicopters flew quietly overhead. Kaiba Security was at work.