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Her fingernails scratched at his back leaving angry red welts. Her moan was music to his ears. He could not get enough of her responses to his touch. Every sensation seemed like a new one to her. She mewled and moaned and sought her own release in a way a submissive bitch never would. She had the audacity to try and disrobe him, her need palpable on his tongue. He lavished her breast and played with the hardened bud over the soft material of her clothes. His hand pinching the other as his mouth got its fill. With a playful nip she rose against him again.
How he enjoyed her. Her scent grew heavier, it took over his senses leaving only her in his world. He was in tune with every little sound she produced, her sighs, moans and even the beat of her heart. He relished every single response he elicited from her.
He was a little perplexed though. The way she acted was virginal. She seemed unsure of how to handle the new sensations her body was feeling, grinding wantonly against him in an effort to appease her desires. He was no fool, he knew she had a thing for his half brother, and though they did not look to be as close as before, could he really be expected to believe that Inuyasha had never lain with her? Her outfits alone would have convinced him otherwise. There was just no way that she was a virgin. She couldn't be. He growled internally at the thought. It didn't matter; He may not be the first, but he would certainly be the last. Again the possessiveness of his beast and his thoughts bothered him, but he could not be made to decipher them right now, he had much more pressing matters at hand.
No, she may not be a virgin, but she would be his and that was all that mattered.