Chapter Two

I glared back at him, but he just continued to smirk and breathe in the scent of my warming body. Finally, I managed a huff before turning from him, slowly stripping off my clothes and folding them neatly. Just because I was going to sleep with him didn't mean I would make it super easy for him. I was taking my time 'getting ready' when I was sure there was no real way to prepare myself.

Still not ready to face him, I pretended to fix my clothes in the small pile they made on the fallen tree they rested on. I took deep and calming gulps of air. I was about to sleep with a demon again. Once was more than enough to cause me a world of trouble. Inuyasha was barely speaking to me, and I hadn't felt so much as a tingle from a shard.

Sure, I wanted to keep Inuyasha from hurting others, and that was the main goal. But I also just wanted to be under him again. The last time was more than enough to keep me warm when I thought about it, which was almost all the time. However, I had no clue what this would do to mine and Inuyasha's relationship. It was hanging by a thread now as it was.

That, and last time almost killed me.

My thoughts scattered when fingertips grazed my spine. The demon was tracing his mark on my back. A shuddering breath left him, hot and shaky on my skin.

Slowly, I turned, finding a naked demon standing close behind me. I found it just as startling as when he jumped me last week fully clothed. I was traveling down his body; looking over his tight and muscled chest, his hair wild like a cape behind him, heavily bubbled abs that led to a perfect V. There were random purple streaks -matching his cheeks- and then his massive member that pointed straight up at me when his claws grazed my cheek. The demon didn't cut or hurt; he just cupped and pulled, bringing my eyes back up to his. His eyes glowed red, and his cheeks were streaked with purple. This was truly demon Inuyasha, and for the first time, I wasn't scared of him at all.

He was already panting, studying my face for something before pulling me so hard and fast, I stumbled into him. His mouth was heavy on mine, ravishing my lips, tongue, and even my teeth. I was already struggling to keep up with his lust, trying to be careful with my tongue around his fangs. But in my heated rush, I nicked myself on his long, sharp tooth.

I tried to pull away, but Inuyasha refused, sucking on my wounded tongue until the bleeding stopped. Then he gripped the back of my thighs hard, lifting me from the ground. My back hit the rough bark of a tree, possibly adding more scars, while Inuyasha impaled me.

It felt tight, just like before, and Inuyasha either didn't notice or didn't care, bucking into me hard without letting me adjust. He didn't the first time either, so I don't know why I thought this time would be different. I sloshed around him, my walls quivering and pulsing with my first orgasm while my juices flooded over us.

Inuyasha groaned his mouth right at my ear. "God… you're so fucking wet…. you get so wet…."

To my surprise, he pressed a gentle kiss to the side of my neck, just below my ear, and then set me back on the ground. He stepped back like we were done, only to bend down and grab my leg. Then, without warning, he lifted it high in the air until it was over his shoulder and entered me. I had to wrap my arms around the tree, my breasts getting scratched on the bark now instead.

My whole body was in shock, the new position and angle causing my mouth to split as wide as my legs and moan.

And then Inuyasha started flicking my clit.

"AH AH AH AH AH AH!"

I couldn't stop myself, crying loud enough for my voice to bounce off the trees around us. "Say it, Kagome!"

This would only last longer if I said nothing, and part of me wanted that more than anything. But then Inuyasha stopped pounding me and instead rolled his hips in a circle -stirring up my insides more than ever- my whole body shook with need and tension.

"Inuyasha!"

He growled and thrusted, pressing his thumb against my clit and moving it up and down in rhythm. I was crying when I came, Inuyasha groaning as his tip pumped into me.

There was no pause. No stopping—not even pulling out of me as he dropped my leg and turned me to face the tree. He did slow a little, but it was so he could talk. "Have you told the Hanyou... you don't have your powers anymore?"

I tensed and not in pleasure. The demon laughed and pulled my hips back, forcing me to bend over. I still had to hold onto the tree, keeping from falling over onto my face as Inuyasha dug deep into me with his tip.

"It won't be long now… until he figures it out. If not from… your honesty then...from your lack of… help."

Fear was squeezing my throat, worried just what Miroku and Inuyasha would do when I proved to be useless.

Inuyasha stopped humping me and leaned over, first sniffing my skin, then licking it, pulling his tongue across the scars he left on me until he could reach no more. Then, resting his chin on my back, he spoke to my skin. "You're in heat, Kagome. Right now, your body is deciding whether or not to accept my come. I have no doubts it will, especially as many times as you're going to take it today alone. There's no doubt they won't smell it on you as soon as it does."

"Wh… what do you…. what are you saying?!"

He stood back up and slapped my ass, "nothing."

Whatever questions or concerns I had, he quickly worked them out of me, pounding me hard and fast. Our bodies slapped so loud together; I couldn't hear my moans. I did feel Inuyasha's grip on my hips tighten, cutting me with his claws again. I still had marks on my shoulders from the last time he did that, and now I would have them on my hips as well.

Unbearable heat was filling my body, feeling like I would explode. Inuyasha grabbed my hair and pulled me back until I was standing, my back flush with his chest. Once my head hit his shoulder, he released my locks and grabbed my breast instead, his other hand going down my belly to my folds. Using his fingers, he brought me the rest of the way to my climax, my walls squeezing and pulsing Inuyasha the rest of the way to his orgasm.

I was still coming when he raked his claws across my skin. This time, it was on my belly below my belly button. Just above the curly hairs of my mound, Inuyasha marked me right over my ovaries.

His hand over the wound held in the small amount of blood from his cut to my skin. All while his release pulsed inside me, feeling his rod twitch inside me from it.

This time, he stopped, his face in the crook of my neck while he held me off the ground and tight to him. There was nothing but slickness between my thighs, having both our juices inside me each time. It was humiliating, especially knowing Inuyasha could smell it. I could smell it; of course, he could as well.

He released me fully, and I slid off him and his member to crumble to the ground. A few racing heartbeats later, and Inuyasha rolled me over just like last time. He was climbing on top of me even with my hands on Inuyasha's chest, trying pointlessly to keep him off me. Even if I wasn't already weak from orgasming so many times, I was a powerless human while he was a strong demon.

Already nestled inside me again, I pushed on his shoulders like before, trying to get him to calm his thrusts a little. This time, he listened, going from banging his hips and tip into me to gently sliding in and out of me.

"Better?"

I nodded, and he bowed over me. His head down, he was looking at our genitals while I watched the sky swirl above me. It was a lovely day, the soft grass on my back as we screwed in a valley surrounded by trees and bushes. The tall grass hid us from view, but anyone could walk by and hear us. Not that anyone was coming, leaving Shippo and Miroku behind again to chase the manic demon.

Because I knew this was how it would end, Inuyasha manically bouncing me like this for hours.

At some point, Inuyasha licked my wounds, and I got on top. The demon groaned, his head going back as I ground my hips into him until he came. His hot release splashed around inside me for what felt like the hundredth time that day, and I panted through my orgasm.

I was still rubbing the rest of my climax out on his body when his eyes closed. This time, I stayed awake… barely, rolling off him to lay at his side. My stamina was improving, not passing out from it all. The sky swayed above me for a while, but I remained conscious. It had stopped by the time it began to darken, and golden irises hung over me.

"Why? Why did you come after me again?!"

I stared at him, confused even more from my exhaustion. It made me sluggish, watching as he got to his feet and started to dress. I followed silently, glad to have dried but knowing I still reeked of our sex.

"Why do you keep coming for me when you know what he's going to do to you?!"

Inuyasha was mad, shaking with rage, all pointed at me. Just like last time, I didn't know how to feel. So I felt numb. "I did what I had to. The last thing I want is you hurting anyone or yourself."

"So you'll let me hurt you instead?!" He shouted.

I had my sundress back on, deciding to pull my panties on under it. "You haven't hurt me. You could never hurt me."

"What do you call what I've been doing to you? Don't you get it? I have no control! I can't stop what the demon does no matter how much I want to!"

Now I felt something, my heart breaking. Inuyasha could already smell my tears, so I didn't bother hiding them, turning to face him. "Exactly, you have no control. And if I didn't stop you, you would be lost to us forever. Don't you think you would regret killing someone more than screwing me?"

"Kagome…"

"And how is it any different? Then when you take a hit for me? Get hurt in battle, so I don't? That's all I'm doing; I'm putting myself on the line the same as you!"

"I don't… it's not the same. You shouldn't be… sleeping with him, with me, for that reason…."

He looked sad—disappointed. I didn't understand, and I was pretty sure I didn't want to. Because the only thing that made sense was that he was disappointed in me, disappointed that we had slept together again, and I didn't use my powers instead. The words stuck in my throat, wanting to tell him the truth. But fear kept me silent. If he knew I was powerless, he would toss me down the well so fast; I wouldn't even get to explain fully.

I was also pretty sure his disappointment was that he was sleeping with me instead of someone he wanted.

As it were, we were good friends. We fought like cats and dogs from time to time. But he cared for me, and I loved him. His care didn't go past friendship, and my love was unknown to him. So I thought it was obvious, giving my virginity to save him. Inuyasha was anything if not dense.

Just like before, we returned to our friends in silence. Inuyasha had to sniff them out this time, far from the village, even before Inuyasha took off.

Shippo said nothing, but I wondered how much the Kitsune had caught on. Would he even know what the smell was that covered me? Would Shippo know I smelled of Inuyasha's and my sex? Smell my blood? It was all over my thighs, even dried.

The demon had said something about smelling it on me soon. Was this what he meant? He must not know that the Hanyou already knew what we were doing. But Inuyasha also didn't seem to know about Mikos and their powers. I hadn't either and was sure the demon was messing with me. This past week since giving the demon my body had me worried it was true.

And how long until everyone else knew?