Chapter Twelve

Rin struggled for breath and bit his lip hard, drawing blood and gulping lungfuls of air as he recoiled.

"That's it. That's a good girl, fight me," he growled and seized her wrists in his hand, throwing her arms above her head and pinning them to the bed. "Fight," he rasped in her ear and kissed down her chest. She threw his hands off and pushed him back by his shoulders. He grabbed her waist and pinned her down to the bed.

"Is that all you have?"

"Is that as bad as it gets?" She thrusted her hips up and out of his grasp with a grunt and pushed him back, coming to sit on his chest.

"Do you really want me to make you feel like a whore?"

"No. Not fully. But I want you to talk to me like one," she blushed and he smirked.

"Ask and ye shall receive," he ran his claws down her thighs causing her to recoil and loosen her grip on his shoulders. Sesshomaru took this as his opportunity to roll over and press his knees into the sides of her legs, pinning them open as he regained his hold on her wrists, squeezing to the point of pain but Rin didn't care.

"I'm going to make you my bitch. And you'll scream it to the top of your lungs before I'm done with you."

"Never," she bucked and he swiftly took her right nipple into his mouth.

"You're mine now, wench." He drew back and slammed into her, tears springing to her eyes she bit her tongue. Rin would never give him the satisfaction of tapping out this early. Besides, she enjoyed when he was rough with her. Not only did it bring her great pleasure, seeing the way his eyes came to life made her want to give him more of the carnal pleasures he so craved. Suddenly he pulled out of her and flipped her over on to her stomach. He jerked her hips and pulled her butt straight up in the air, bending over her he pressed her face down into the bed with an elbow to her shoulders as he plowed into her. He threw his head back and closed his eyes at the sound of her muffled screams. Taking her hair and wrapping it around his hand, he pulled her head up and allowed her to breathe.

"What are you?"

"I am your mate."

"Try. Again." He slammed even deeper into her and she let out a scream, earning a hand to her throat.

"You. Are. My. Bitch. Understand?" He accentuated his words with sharp, deep thrusts with each his hand tightened around her throat.

"Yes, yes my lord, I understand."

"Say it."

"I-I can't."

"Say it!," he boomed in her ear and thrusted harder, squeezing her neck and cutting off her breath.

"I'm your bitch! I'm your bitch!" She choked and he let go of her throat, dragging his hand down to flick over her clit.

"Good bitch, good girl. Cum for me," he commanded and she slipped over the edge, screaming his name and crumbling face first in to the bed.

"Oh, I love you," she keened, her ass still in the air as he thrusted a few more times before emptying himself in her and collapsing on her crumpled form.

"I love you too, let me clean you up..." he rolled off of her and took to licking the gashes on her legs. Once satisfied, he laid back against the pillows and pulled her on top of him, trailing his fingers down her spine.

"I love you so much, please never question my devotion to you."

"I'll never question you, ever," she vowed and kissed his chin, settling against his chest.

"Good. And I'll never question you," he kissed the top of her head. "Sleep now. Tomorrow we have a great deal of traveling to do if we want to make it to France and back in three days."

"Yes, of course...goodnight."

"Goodnight Rin, sleep well."

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Sorry it's so short. I'll try to update by tomorrow.