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Chapter 29

Sesshomaru gently laid his new mate to their bed. She sunk into the cushion; her black hair fanned around her. Her cheeks held a flush, her body squirming with the desire that was coursing through her veins. He knelt above her, watching as her skin pebbled in anticipation.

Leaning down, he breathed her in, the scent of her arousal and their pup overwhelming his senses. Nose buried into the crook of her neck; his tongue lapped at her skin. Her taste exploded across his tongue, and he growled. Her taste was starting to mingle with his.

It was a part of the mate bond, a defense against any possible suitors. She would soon carry a scent and taste of him, just as he would carry hers. Any that came within smelling distance would know that they belonged to the other. Any who respected the bond, would keep their distance.

It was also a deterrent against enemies that would wish to harm Kagome. One whiff of him and no one who wished to live would dare to touch her. He was the Western lord. His name alone caused shivers of terrors to claim the spines of many who heard it. Should you cross him, death was imminent. That fearsome terror was now her protector.

"Sesshomaru." Her voice was breathless, and his ear twitched at the sound of it. Bringing his mouth to hers again, he claimed her breath, stealing it away as his tongue swept into her mouth a dominated the kiss. He knew he would find himself in this exact position as often as he could.

One arm moved down her side, fingers trailing against her skin and making her whimper. Caressing her thigh, he squeezed the flesh, and then pulled her leg out so she was spread for him. Lips moving down and around her neck, his fingers played with the edges of her folds. She was drenched, already coating his hand.

Her arousal spiked in anticipation, and he could feel the blood coloring his eyes as his beast surfaced. Never had he taken her while in sync with his inner animal. That was reserved for mates, and now that she was… his beast could come out and play. He knew no harm would come to Kagome. The animal in him, while the fierce terror that would kill in a heartbeat, had a soft spot for the little woman beneath him. She was safest in the killing perfections arms.

Finally, his fingers dipped in between Kagome's folds, moving from top to bottom, and then back up. Every time he hit her clit, she jolted, moaning in pleasure as her head went back. He watched, fascinated by the woman that had somehow managed to capture his heart.

As two of his fingers pushed inside of her, her hands snapped up to his hair, fisting in the locks and pulling. He growled, his cock twitching at the dull pain that she brought him. She drove him frantic during their bouts of lovemaking, and she didn't even realize it. She was so innocent. Her movements true to what she felt. No part of her forced what she did, and that was just as intoxicating as being inside of her.

Thumb rubbing her clit while his fingers pumped in and out of her, it wasn't long before she cried out, arching in ecstasy as her orgasm washed over her. He latched onto a nipple as she thrust her breast in his face, prolonging her orgasm. His hand never stopped moving, keeping her on that edge until her body collapsed in a panting heap.

With a smirk, he began kissing his way from her breast to over her belly. He paused there for a moment, breathing in the scent of their pup. Pushing out his aura, he greeted the tiny baby curled under its mother's heart. His eyes widened when he felt a little pulse in return, and a feral grin broke through his lips. "Our pup is strong."

The plans he had for his heir. The child would carry the blood of him, the killing perfection, and the blood of his mother, the Shikon Miko. His heir would be an unstoppable force that could rule the West, and any other lands if they so wished.

"Like its father." Kagome's voice was still breathless, but her one comment had him on the edge of losing control. She knew how to work him up, building his ego and soothing him all at once. She could also counter that and ensure that he didn't get too big of a head and float away.

Moving downward once more, he didn't stop until he could bury his nose into her folds. She yelped in surprise, but he gave her no time to prepare for his tongue as licked at her arousal. Her hands were in his hair once more, his one her breast, pinching and plucking at her swollen nipples. He would never admit it, but he couldn't wait to watch her feed his pup.

She writhed against him, her hips grinding against his face. She was trying to take as much pleasure from his as possible. A dark chuckle was her answer, and one arm going over her waist so she could no longer move. She whimpered, and he slowed his tongue, torturing her even farther.

"Please!" Her head shook back and forth, her body trembling with her impending release. He kept it at bay, building it up and then letting it fall back down. With each build-up, she begged more, her need growing until she shattered with a yell that he was sure the others heard. He didn't let her rest, bringing her to release as many times as his aching cock would allow.

By the time he was finished, she was limp, boneless. Her eyes were closed, and her chest rose and fell harshly with each breath. It was a sight to behold, one that he would love seeing on her for the many years they have ahead of them.

"My little Koneko." His voice drawl, lips trailing along her skin as he moved above her once more. "Perfect, and all mine." He kissed her once more, groaning as she let out a moan at the taste of herself.

"All yours." Her arms wrapped around him as he lowered himself to her. Their eyes met, and her mouth fell open in pleasure as he pushed into her, filling her until there was nothing left of him. She took him so well, and he couldn't help but think that they were made for the other.

"Sesshomaru." She moved first, pressing her hips against him. He growled in response and nipped her neck. He would let her take her pleasure on him. He didn't move, only kissing her neck and mouth as she ground herself against his length. He could feel himself twitching in pleasure as she pleasured himself using his cock. It was erotic and he found he liked it more than he thought he would.

"Come, Kagome. Pleasure yourself on my length." His voice was deep and husky, a hot breeze on her ear. She let go, arching against him as her walls fluttered around his cock. He growled, pulling from her depths roughly. He found far too much pleasure with what she just did, and he was starting to lose control.

Laying on his back, he pulled her above him. She let herself fall down his length, and he growled with his eyes closing in pleasure. Rolling her hips, her hands moved up to play with her breast, and he watched in fascination. He could no longer sit back and let her do the work. Instead, he grabbed her thighs, caressing them as his hips began a slow and torturous pace.

Her legs were shaking, showing her exhaustion. She was pregnant. He had noticed that she was begging to sleep a lot and tire easily, but now he understood why. She would be almost three months along, nearly out of the first trimester. Exhaustion would be a part of their daily lives for the unforeseeable future.

He had forgotten, let himself get carried away with giving her pleasure, and now she was struggling to keep up with him. He knew she would never admit it, out of a fear that he would not be able to satisfy his needs with her, but that was a fear she didn't need.

Sitting up, one of his arms wrapped around her lower back, holding her to him. He grabbed her other hand, lacing their fingers and kissing her mouth tenderly. He continued to thrust into her, making sure to be easy while bringing them both the pleasure they desired.

He didn't stop himself from building, rising to ecstasy right along with her. Already he could tell this would be one of his biggest orgasms, and he knew it was because he was with his mate. She was able to pull pleasure out of him like no other woman before her. He knew he couldn't even look at another woman with seeing his mate as the superior.

Kagome's free hand wrapped around his neck; her face buried into his neck. She panted, her skin glistening with sweat. Her breathing was erratic, her moans getting louder with each thrust. She was so close, her walls clamping around him. Fangs bared in a silent snarl; he squeezed her hand as he pulled her closer.

Her head went back as she cried out, tightening around him so much that he could barely move. The snarl he let out as fire washed over his body had everyone in the Shiro scurrying off to find somewhere safe to hide. For long moments they were suspended in pleasure, his body filling her while hers took everything he had to offer.

When the pleasure ebbed away, Sesshomaru fell back on the bed, arms around his trembling mate as they caught their breath. Their bodies twitched in aftershocks, making them sensitive to any amount of movement.

"Perfect." He whispered in her ear, and she curled up on him, closing her eyes and quickly falling asleep. She didn't see it, but there was a small and tender smile on his face as he gazed at her slumbering form. His fingers brushed her dark locks from her damp face, and he kissed the crown of her head.

He was happy.

It was a foreign feeling and one that he had been feeling more and more with his little mate. Now that she was officially his, never to be taken from him, he couldn't keep it contained. He wouldn't even care if she saw him in this state.

Carefully, he moved her to her side of the bed, grabbed a washcloth, and cleaned her before he cleaned himself. When he was satisfied, he curled up beside her, watched her sleep, a hand on her belly. Soon, slumber found him, and he too fell unconscious, his smile still in place.

…

The next morning Kagome was finally able to sit down and catch up with Rin and Shippo. It turns out Satori had enrolled them both in tutoring, and Shippo classes to help him with his foxfire. They were excited to see Kagome, and Sesshomaru had to settle them down and explain Kagome's delicate condition.

They were both happy to be having a little brother or sister and couldn't wait to meet them. Now, Kagome sat leaning against Sesshomaru's chest, between his bent legs. She watched as Shippo and Rin played, smiling with content at how her life was turning out. She couldn't be happier.

"The others will arrive in two days." Sesshomaru nuzzled into her neck, his large hand over her stomach protectively. She turned her gaze to him with a raised eyebrow.

"Are you going to let InuYasha in?" She already knew the answer, but she still figured she would ask.

"Hn. He is not with Miroku or Sango. They have flown ahead of the hanyou. However, to answer your question, no. If he were to be granted access to my Shiro, the dead one would come as well. That, I will not allow. My Shiro's, but this one and the one in the West, are impenetrable. I will not have her telling Naraku my secrets."

"I can see your point. Plus, when InuYasha learns that you are titan and that I'm pregnant and mated to you…" She shivered, and he growled. They knew that was an explosion waiting to happen. InuYasha would learn the news outside and away from Sesshomaru's home. That way the Shiro wouldn't be destroyed from the outburst they all knew he would have.