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Ignited Fire

Western Lord's Mate

Ch 7

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Ignited Fire

He was so close to her, so close that he could feel her breath, could almost touch the soft skin of hers and almost taste those beautiful soft lips. She watched his every move, read him through his translucent golden orbs that seemed to have an internal fight with his inner self. She was so close to him. So dangerously close that she could feel the heat radiating off of him and transferring to her. She felt exposed to him, almost naked under his heated gaze. She could feel her body heat up as his eyes explored. She wanted to badly to just run to her quarters and hide under her sheets but his intimidating form kept her bounded there.

They had been sitting like this for a while after she had told him her story and Gods only knew how they had ended under this permanent silence that made it hard to breathe for both of them. She was beautiful. How many men has she had after her? That roused a sense of jealousy inside of him and for that he had no explanation to reason with himself. He wanted to badly kiss her and leave her breathless once again but he restrained himself. He wouldn't do anything that would be against her wishes because unlike other males in their society, he respected a woman's wish.

"Ahem," there she broke the deafening silence that had captured them prisoners Kagome saw Sesshoumaru come back to reality and push himself back to give her room to breathe.

"If you, uh, don't mind my Lord, it is time for me to resign to my quarters." Sesshoumaru saw her flushed figure and smirked. He loved the glow it created. He stood up and offered her his hand.

"Of course my Lady, forgive me for keeping you here." She accepted his help and he swiftly had her on her feet. She gave a shy thanks to him and put her slippers on.

"I'll accompany you to your quarters and take my leave from there," he said causally as if he did that everyday. Kagome's eyes bulged out and she was left speechless. Why did he have to accompany her? Hadn't he tortured her enough in the meeting quarters? But then again, what would be the point in arguing with the arrogant man? It's not like she was gonna win the damn argument with him. She didn't feel like wasting her energy on him. She was tired from the day's training and all she wasted to do was go in her chambers, freshen up and fall in a deep slumber.

" Kagome, I do hope you plan to start walking any time now, I'm not getting any younger," was that sarcasm laced in his voice? Oh, he was pushing his limits with her alright.

" My apologies my Lord" she said mockingly and started walking in front of him. Sesshoumaru ignored her last comment because he knew that he has started the little conversation to annoy her.

While walking, Kagome had suddenly remembered that tomorrow she was supposed to go tot the orphanage to see her favourite children and play with them for the whole day and Sesshoumaru would probably be tagging along, considering how her father and Lord Tashio had decided to leave her here with him while they go to their meetings. She stopped abruptly only to come face to chest with Sesshoumaru. She felt her face getting hot and backed off to meet Sesshoumaru eye to eye.

"Lord Sesshoumaru, it just occurred to me that tomorrow I will be attending the city orphanage to see the children and play with them." She turned and started walking with Sesshoumaru right beside her.

" And I was just wondering if you would like to come and accompany me tomorrow since you are a guest and all.."

'What have I gotten myself into?' He thought. He looked around and saw that they were standing in front of Kagome's quarters doors.

" It would be my utmost pleasure to accompany you tomorrow Lady Kagome," he said, the words having difficulty coming out of his mouth. He saw her bright smile and quickly relaxed. He made no move to go but instead took her hand in his, lifting it to his lips. His head still bent, he met her gaze.

"Sleep well Kagome."

She was a woman of Greece., daughter of a land where passion and sensuality rode on every ray of sunlight and drifted on every moonlit cloud. Her education would not have been considered complete without a thought- if entirely theoretical- grounding in the art of pleasing men. But no amount of theory could have prepared her for the impact of the soon to be Lord of Western Greece. The effect the man had on her was really quite unfair. To right the balance a little, she smiled beguilingly.

"Pleasant dreams, Sesshoumaru."

Sesshoumaru stared at that smile and the exquisite mouth that shaped it. His interest in that mound – and the woman to whom it belonged – had been growing moment to moment as they sat together in the study, but he hadn't actually intended to act on it. He was well accustomed to strong desires and the need to control them lest they control him. But now all that seemed to have slipped his mind. Hardly aware of what he was doing, he straightened, still holding her hand, and drew Kagome to him. She looked startled which was good, but not resisting, which was better yet. For all that it was considerably more dangerous. He laid her hand flat against his chest and stepped toward her. She withdrew; he followed, his hand still covering hers. When her back touched the wall, she stopped abruptly. Bracing both arms on either side of her head, he effectively but gently trapped her. A gleam of defiance shone in her eyes.

" Is this wise?" Only the tiny quaver in her voice revealed that she was no as calm as she wished to appear.

"I've never kissed a princess," he said lightly, the better not to alarm her. She did not appear to be alarmed. To the contrary she merely said,

"I've never kissed a Prince before." He raised a brow wondering at the extent of her experience, then squashed the thought as ungentlemanly. Besides, other matters preoccupied him. Telling himself that he could withdraw any time he chose, he brushed her mouth with his, savouring the soft fullness of her lips. She made a small sound he took to be encouragement. Truth be told, he didn't need any. Again, his mouth touched hers, harder this time, no longer coaxing. Her lips, parted just enough to admit the searching tip of his tongue. Hers darted away then returned, shyly to be sure, but very pleasantly. No, more than that, far more, just being near her in the study had aroused him- she was after all and entrancing woman- but suddenly e was shockingly, painfully hard.

He lowered his arms, his fingers brushing the soft curve of her cheek, before his hands closed on her, his thumbs pressing just above her navel. Tenderness fled, replaced by driving need. He tasted her deeply, his mouth slanting over hers, drawing from her the response he demanded. For a moment she stiffened and raised both hands, pressing against his chest. But in the next instant, her arms slid up around his neck and she kissed him fully. The woman could kiss, he had to give her that. How she had acquired that expertise he did not wish to consider, if for no other reason than the effort was beyond him. When her small teeth nibbled at his lower lip, the effect was a jolt straight to his groin. They were alone in the hallway, her bedroom only a few feet away. A handful of steps, a discreet kick to close the door behind them and he's have her naked and under him in no time at all and then…

No, no, no! He was a guest here! She was fire in his arms the scent of hes skin like sun warmed honeysuckle filling his breath. He was rock hard, near to bursting, and if he didn't get inside her soon—

What the hell was he doing! In the name of Zeus he really was mad! Abruptly Sesshoumaru pulled away. He was breathing hard, his blood surging, and if he didn't get out of that damned hallway fast—

"My apologies madam. It seems I underestimated your appeal or perhaps my own susceptibility, or maybe both. Pray, go to bed."

Kagome stared at him, incomprehensibly. Her cheeks were flushed, her mouth swollen. She looked like a woman who belonged on smooth linen, naked, with her legs apart.

"We can discuss this in the morning if you wish. Goodnight Kagome." Before she could say anything he turned her around toward her room. The moment she stepped inside, he reached for the marble doors and closed them firmly. Even then, he had to wrench himself away before the temptation to go straight through that door overcame him. Striding down the hallway, he did not stop until he reached his quarters.

The next morning Kagome and Sesshoumaru ate breakfast and discussed proper issues, acting as if nothing had happened between them last night.

"Lord Sesshoumaru, I suggest we leave for the orphanage in half of an hour. If you wish to change u suggest you go now, and I will meet you in the front of the castle in due time." Kagome said as calmly as humanly possible. Sesshoumaru watched her under his gaze. The blue silky thin dress she wore looked as if it would melt into her own skin and become part of her. He watched that exquisite mouth that had kept him up all night, and felt the urge to kiss those full lips again. As she left, he cold barely restrain himself from going after her and ravishing her from head to toe.

"Why do the Gods torture me so?' He thought as he made his way to his quarters . It was really quite unfair. But he wasn't the only one the Gods were torturing…

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