Chapter 37

Sesshomaru set down his phones, his stomach rolling while his mind cheered. When Kouga had been sent to prison, he had asked to be kept in the loop on whatever happened with Kouga. Sesshomaru wasn't naïve, and he knew Kouga would try to weasel his way out, so Sesshomaru wanted to be prepared.

What he had just learned both disgusted him and gave him some sort of sick glee. The divorce had been aired on live TV. The family was still having to dodge the occasional paparazzi even after a couple months since the divorce aired.

Everything Kouga did was made public. The rape of his new wife, the beatings, the forced miscarriage. All of it. There had even been TV shows calling Sesshomaru and Touga, asking if they could get Kagome to agree to do a segment on her life with the second most influential male in Japan. Of course, Sesshomaru and Touga denied them, and quickly blocked their numbers.

Things had slowed down. Not as many calls. Not as many people following the members of the family. There were still reruns of the divorce court, and the occasional pop up online. Either way, everyone now knew who Kouga truly was and what he did to his wife.

Even in prison, it had reached Kouga, and everyone around him. As many knew, women and children beaters were not well accepted in any society. Not even in prison, a place filled with those that had no problem taking lives or breaking the law.

Kouga learned that the hard way. It started off as inmates stealing his food, leaving him just scraps to eat off of. Then it escalated to his cell being raided, all of his items and luxuries being taken. He wasn't even left with a blanket. His money allowed him more than the other inmates, which just made him even more of a target.

After there was nothing left to steal, the beatings started. A punch here or there, then a full-on brawl where Kouga was the target. He had been taken to the infirmary, and then locked up in solitary until he healed for his own protection.

The moment he had been released, he suddenly got cocky, claiming he was going to be released at any time. The moment the guards turned their back, Kouga was raped. Multiple times by a variety of men. They left him on the ground to be found by the guards, bleeding and covered in proof of the men's arousal.

At that point, Kouga broke, giving the guards no choice but to put him back into solitary. To this day he is still there, screaming about revenge and finding a way to get out. That was what worried Sesshomaru the most.

His brother, his sister-in-law, and his niece or nephew were potentially in danger. Sesshomaru looked at his desk, and the many picture frames in a single corner. As reserved as he was, Sesshomaru loved his family. The ultrasound picture was there, in the middle of all the other photos of his family and beside it one of Miroku and Kagome from their trip to Bora Bora.

Kouga continues to believe that he will get out of prison. From what Sesshomaru understands, there isn't a way for Kouga to succeed unless he knows something that Sesshomaru doesn't. Kouga had talked to only three people since he had been in jail, two unidentified males. One that had a scar on his arm.

It was likely that he was the one that broke into Safe Haven and destroyed it on Kouga's orders. If the scars matched up to what Naomi saw, then the two who visited Kouga often were in fact the culprits. It would be something Sesshomaru would have to ask Naomi to look at.

The third person, and the most worrisome, that Kouga had been talking to was Hitomi. They had shared a single phone call, one that lasted over an hour. It was possible that Kouga had learned something during that call that had Kouga planning.

Something that no one else knew.

There was nothing more Sesshomaru could do until he was able to figure out more information. He would keep eyes and ears in the prison and continue to monitor the situation. The most he could do was get a forewarning if Kouga was going to get out of jail. That would give them enough time to prepare. Enough time for Kagome and her baby to be protected.

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Kagome laid on her bed, legs bent as she typed on her laptop. She was naked, Miroku laying beside her as he played on his phone. They had woken up, and he didn't waste an opportunity to make love to her. Like always. After they finished saying good morning, she went straight to her laptop, excited to start the process of signing up for classes.

"So, I took the test last night. The one that tells me if I need to retake all the math and English courses, I did in high school. I passed it with flying colors, so I still have all of those college credits." Kagome clicked a button, going to the next step of enrolling in her classes.

Miroku set down his phone, and crawled up to lay beside her, watching as she picked her classes and wrote down the supplies she was going to need. "I had no doubt that you would. My wife is the smartest woman I know." He kissed her temple, and she blushed, playfully swatting him away. He frowned slightly, looking at the way she was laying. "Is it okay for you to be laying on your stomach like that?"

"Yep." Kagome popped the 'P', still looking at the computer. She pointed to the stack of baby books that she was reading. "All the research I read says it is fine until it starts to get uncomfortable with me. On average most women can't lay on their stomachs after twenty-four weeks."

"I still don't like it." He ran a hand down her back, laying on his side. His fingers ghosted over her skin, causing goosebumps at the feather light touch. "I will take your word for it. I trust your judgement."

"The baby is fine." Kagome chuckled, looking at him, meeting his dark blue eyes. "Do you want a boy or a girl?"

Miroku shrugged, looking once more at Kagome's beautiful naked body. "It doesn't matter to me. I just want a healthy baby to love and raise."

"What about names?" Kagome looked back to her screen, going over the list of textbooks she was going to need. She had been tossing around the idea of names, but none had really stuck to her.

"I think…" He dipped a hand between her legs, smirking as she startled. "I think that naming a baby before we meet them doesn't do the baby justice. Perhaps we should take a few hours to get to know our child before we name them?"

"I can live with that." Kagome pushed away her laptop, rolling to her back. Miroku immediately moved to lean over her, taking the invitation she offered. "What are you going to do when the baby comes? I'll have a baby in one arm, and a textbook in another. The amount of sex we have is going to dwindle."

Miroku kissed on her neck, his hand dipping between her thighs again. She arched her back, closing her eyes as those fingers dipped between her folds and found her clit. Nipping her skin, Miroku smiled against her. "Then we should make up for lost time now, don't you think?"

He pressed his cock against her thigh, letting her know exactly what she did to him. Kagome reached down, grabbing his cock in her hands and squeezing. He grunted, thrusting into her hand as he claimed her lips for his own.

She turned her head away, keeping her hand tight around him. "I really should finish enrolling for my classes." The hand not around his cock rubbed against his chest, her mouth following, leaving a trail of kisses.

Miroku laid back, settling on his back. Kagome continued to kiss down his chest and to his stomach, propping herself up on her knees. "You could, if you wish." His breath was coming in short pants of anticipation. Her hand was still on his cock, her mouth kissing everywhere but where he really wanted.

"I think I will. I could leave you to take care of your little problem here." She smirked, moving her eyes to look at him.

"Li-" He groaned, throwing his head back as she finally opened her mouth and took him in. His hands moved to fist in her hair, holding her there as her wet heat engulfed him. "You aren't going anywhere, woman."

Pressing his cock up into her mouth, he thrust slowly. Her cheeks hollowed, her hand cupping the two testicles that had drawn up with his arousal. He moaned, squeezing his eyes closed tightly as pleasure coursed through him. He cursed, his spine tingling as she continued to suck on him.

He fought it off for as long as he could, but when she suddenly dropped down, his cock going down her throat, he cried out, his length spasming down her throat. She coughed but kept him in her mouth to swallow all of him down.

When he went limp, Kagome sat up with a smirk, and used her thumb to wipe at her lips. Miroku patted the bed next to him, and Kagome curled up into his side. "Remind me to marry you just for that mouth of yours." He smirked then, chuckling. "That's right. I already did. Smart move."

She smacked his chest playfully, and then rolled back to her stomach to focus on her schooling again. She barely got to click on anything before Miroku was on her, kissing her back sensually. "Do you really think I was just going to leave it at that?"

"You seemed worn out. I think you are getting old. Maybe you can't keep up anymore." Kagome looked at him over her shoulder, a mischievous smirk in place.

"Can't keep up?" Miroku spread her legs, lifting her thighs up to his hips. He was once more erect and ready. Pressing into her tight, warm walls, he groaned once more, the muscles in his neck straining as she gripped him. "I can assure you Kagome, I can do more than keep up."

"Prove it." Kagome was breathless, arching her back so she could take more of him into her depths. Miroku took her antagonization, holding her hips as he thrust into her roughly. He refused to be too rough, worried that he would hurt the baby, but he was going to make sure she knew he would never not be able to please her.

She was his wife, and he was attracted to her unlike any of the women he had ever been with. Now she carried his child, and he knew when she started to show, he would be that much more attracted to her. She would always call to him, and he had no desire to fight it.

Sweat forming on his brow, Kagome cried out, her orgasm starting slow and then forcing its way through her all at once. Miroku thrust into her twice more, and then came again, filling her as much as he could.

They both fell to the side panting, his arms wrapping around her, hand resting on her belly. "Did I prove it?"

"Hmm." He chuckled, taking her hum as an inability to speak. A limbless, speechless Kagome tells him that he did exactly as he should. Now, she could get back to enrolling for classes all she wanted to.