Chapter Four

What did he mean? Was he asking her if she would become his without being the payment for his help? She thought on this a moment and stared at him. Sesshomaru was beautiful and so manly. She did want to be with him but knew the lives of her people came first. Her head came up and her cheeks flushed. "If…if that is your wish, I shall fulfill my promise. I would do anything to rescue my people."

Sesshomaru studied her. "I see. You only wish to do what is necessary to save your people?"

Motoko was glad to hear that question. It meant he wanted something more than payment for services rendered. "My lord, I would gladly be yours with no strings attached." Motoko stood proud as she spoke.

Again he was silent as he stared up at her. "Indeed? Then come, we shall retire to my rooms."

Motoko followed silently behind him as he led the way. Now she was nervous, what would he be like as a lover and would she be able to satisfy him? To distract herself she focused on the lovely paintings and patterns that lined the hallway. All was silent with the others already gone to their beds. He finally stopped at a door and opened it for her.

It was a beautiful room and quite large. There were lots of silk hangings all done in shades of red and white. The bed was huge, large enough for four people; nervously Motoko looked out the open doors to the garden beyond, full of flowers and sweet scents and away from the bed.

Sesshomaru removed his swords and armor then motioned for her to come to him. At first all he did was stare at her from the top of her head and down to her toes. It was a sexy look, letting her know, that he wanted her.

"Remove your clothes." Came the silent command.

Motoko did and in no time was naked before him. Her heart sped up as she noticed the smile he gave her. Now seeing his pleasure in her form she stood taller and shook back her long sable hair. She was beginning to feel very sexy.

"Now remove mine." She was getting very excited by now. His voice was quiet but different than normal, a little husky and it sent tingles down her spine. Slowly she loosened his kimono and then placing her hands on his shoulders pushed the garment down.

Motoko was breathing faster now and she noticed that Sesshomaru's heart was picking up speed too. In moments he too was naked. He was marvelous, even with part of his arm missing, he was a handsome demon.

Sesshomaru's fur pelt moved up and encircled them both, bringing her to his chest. "Do you like what you see?"

She couldn't seem to find words so she just nodded and wrapped her arms around his neck. His arm went around her waist and cupped her buttocks. They were now flesh-to-flesh surrounded by fur, it was a decadent feeling.

Motoko didn't know how but suddenly they were on the bed and Sesshomaru was feasting on her neck and breasts. At the same time his hand was between her legs searching out her secrets. It wasn't long before she arched high in pleasure. Once she caught her breath she sat up and moved over him. Kneeling she looked down at him and gave him a chance to stare at her. Motoko leaned down and kissed him voraciously then sat up again.

"I do this for me because I want to, not out of a sense of obligation." She took him in her hands then moved into position and slowly took him inside of her. Neither lost eye contact until she was filled with him and both sighed in pleasure.

"Motoko, now you are mine."

They moved slowly at first but then found their rhythm. She couldn't seem to get enough of him, the feel, the smell, the taste of him. Motoko rode him till exhaustion. She fell sweaty against him but he rolled her over and continued to thrust. When Sesshomaru found his release a shout burst from his lips and he slumped over her, crushing her into the bed. Motoko ran her hands over the scratches on his back and held him close to her.

The love making started again. Sesshomaru was behind her, gripping her hip. Motoko was pulled back and she let out deep groan to feel him enter her. Arching her back she took him deep, wanting all of him inside her. His claws ran up and down her back giving her chills while her own tore the sheets beneath her. Motoko and Sesshomaru were wet with sweat, skin sliding against skin as they worked toward another climax. When it came he had her by the hair with his own falling wildly down his back.

They rested but Sesshomaru is a demon first class and not yet done with his fun. They spent the better part of the night having sex and each time Motoko felt closer to him. Sesshomaru even talked some, told her of his father and what a great demon he was and how he would be even greater. She in turn told him of her family and the life she led. They formed a bond that night and Motoko couldn't wait to see if he would include her in his life always.

She woke alone and a bit tired. Looking out at the sky she could tell it was late morning. Motoko stretched and yawned; Lord Sesshomaru was all demon and couldn't wait for the next time they could be together. She got up and dressed smiling the whole time until she thought of home. Today was the day they took it back. Hurriedly she left the room to look for the others.