Chapter 37
Sesshomaru looked down at Kagome, nervous. The house was built. It was furnished and ready to be moved into once he and Kagome mated. Together, he and Touga had made sure it was sturdy and would last for years. It gave Kagome everything she would ever need, plus more. A full kitchen, a separate place to relax, several fireplaces, their own room, and rooms for any children they had. It was perfect, Sesshomaru's own slice of an oasis.
However, that was why he was so nervous. He was taking Kagome to see it now. They were nearing the meadow, flying on his cloud. Kagome was content, leaning against him. He had told her that he planned a date and wanted to take Kagome back to the meadow before it got too cold.
"Sango says she can feel the baby already. She's only four months along, and it's rare, but it's possible. Izayoi seems to be getting over her morning sickness as well." Kagome laced their fingers together, seemingly not noticing the nerves that were currently rattling every fiber of his being.
"The shiro will be overrun with children." Sesshomaru commented. He knew his father was looking forward to just that. Especially if Sesshomaru and Kagome mated and created a family soon. Touga was still going on about grandpups.
"I would love it, but it will get noisy as they start to get older." Kagome shrugged, smiling. She really didn't mind either. Sesshomaru knew she loved children and was very maternal. It was just another reason that made him anxious to create a family. However, he would wait until Kagome was ready and not a second before.
"What is that?" Kagome leaned forward, getting the first glimpse of the home Touga and Sesshoamru had built. "Oh! Sesshomaru, I think someone has made the meadow their home. We can't go anymore."
"We will go." Sesshomaru took them lower, feeling Kagome's apprehension and disappointment. She didn't want to intrude on anyone, but she hated giving up her meadow as well. If only she knew. Coming to land in front of the home, Sesshomaru let Kagome go, stepping up to the front door and knocking.
"It doesn't seem like they are home. We should go before they return. I don-Sesshomaru!" Kagome yelled at him as he opened the door, stepping inside. He didn't bother to hide the smirk as he "invaded" the home. Kagome followed him inside, looking around cautiously. "Sesshomaru, we shouldn't be in here."
"Why not?" He questioned. She sputtered at his obvious question, and he chuckled, walking down the hall to the stairs that lead downstairs. Not only did the house have all of the necessities, but it also had a study for both Sesshomaru and Kagome. Going down the stairs, he ignored Kagome chastising him. She would see soon enough just who owned this house.
The moment they were downstairs, Kagome stopped. There were two desks side by side. On one side of the room was a map, weapons of various nature, and several types of armor, on the other were books, herbs and teas, bandages, and anything else Kagome may need for being a miko. Between the two desks was the biggest clue as to who owned the hut. A large painting hung on the wall, one of Kagome and Sesshomaru.
"Sesshomaru?" Kagome walked up to the desk that was to be hers, her hands running across the smooth finish. "Who owns this house?"
"You do. I do." Walking up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against him. His chin rested on her shoulder, his mouth against her neck. "This is our home. When we mate, this is where we live and start our life together. Father and I have been building it for the last few months."
"This is…" She spun in his arms, looking up at him with wide watery eyes. "You did all of this? For me?"
"For us. For the family we create. This is what I have wanted for some time." Sesshomaru looked around the room, taking in the finished space once again. To him, it was still as perfect as the day he finished it. "Is it to your liking? I tried to make sure-"
Kagome didn't let him finish asking before she slammed her lips against his. Her hands were fisted in his top, pulling him down to her level while she plundered his mouth. He gripped her hips, claws digging into her flesh softly as he returned the kiss with as much fervor as she was putting into it.
When she broke away from him, she was panting, her chest rising and falling harshly. She met his eyes, the heat between them palpable. Slowly she reached up, grabbing the tie in her braid, she pulled it out, letting it fall to the floor. Next came the several roses that he had given her over the past year and some odd months. She had a small collection in her hand, and it took several minutes for her to carefully remove each one, but he watched her with intent.
When they were free from her hair and gently set on the desk behind her, she ran her fingers through her braid, letting her hair down and free. Next, she went to her obi, pulling it undone with a gentle tug. It fell to her feet on the floor, her top joining it seconds after.
Her breasts were plump and perfect, her rosy nipples furling from the chill in the air. Sesshomaru caught himself staring at him, his body heating at the erotic display. Thumbs hooking into the waist of her hakama, she pushed them down, leaving herself bare for his gaze. He had seen her like this many times. They had never gone all the way, but they pleasured and explored each other as often as they could. Yet, as he stood there looking over every inch of her body, it was as if he was seeing her for the first time.
"You have too much clothes on. How about we fix that?" She whispered, grabbing his obi and pulling on it until it joined her clothing on the floor. Pushing open his haori, she kissed his chest, roaming over his heated flesh with her tongue and the scrape of her teeth. He growled, balling up his hands as he refused to touch her. He was enjoying letting her lead and wasn't ready to stop her exploration.
His haori brushed against his muscled back as it fell to the ground, leaving his torso as naked as she was. She grabbed his wrist, pulling it behind her and pressing it against her voluptuous backside. Taking the invitation, he grabbed her, squeezed her flesh and pulled her body into his.
"Will you do me a favor, Sesshomaru?" Her mouth moved from his chest, slowly trailing up his neck and to his jaw before going back down again. He swallowed, restraining himself more than ever before.
"Anything. Just name it." His voice was husky, deep, and dark.
"Take me to our bedroom and make me your mate?" She leaned back enough to meet his shocked eyes, a smirk on her lips. "Unless you don'-"
In seconds he had her back on the main floor and in their bedroom. Dropping her on the bed, he looked over her naked form sprawled on the red silk sheets. The color suited her perfectly, brought a beautiful hue to her skin. She was gorgeous.
"You are sure?" This was going to be the only time he asked, but he wanted to be sure there was no hesitation in her. There would be no going back once this line was crossed. It was a line he was more than willing to leap over. He just needed to be sure she would cross it with him.
She held out her arms to him in invitation, beckoning him to her. "Please." It was like a siren's call, and before he realized what he was doing, he was crawling over the bed, claiming her mouth with his own. Her legs were wrapped around his hips, and he cursed his hakama being in the way. However, he didn't remove them. They were the only thing keeping him from diving right in.
"Mine." He growled seductively, his hand coming up to brush against her face, thumb gliding over her lips.
"Make me yours. Forever." Fingers tangling in his hair, she pulled him back down, pressing her lips to his again. It was her tongue that flicked against his lips, and he opened for her, feeling as she thrust up against him, against his cock. Her little heels dug at his backside, and he relished it, wanted more.
Sesshomaru was more than ready to take Kagome as a mate. Pushing out his aura, he engulfed her, covered her in everything that was him. Her aura responded, shooting out to surround him as he had her.
Their aura's meddled with one another, mixing together around them. Not once did they pull from the other, their mouths still connected in a passionate kiss that all but stole their breath away. Throughout the entire evening, their auras would be mixing, never to separate again. That was what it meant to be mated, to be one.
Pulling his mouth from hers, Sesshomaru moved to kiss her jaw. She tilted her head back, giving him more access, and he growled in response, scraping his fangs against delicate flesh. He felt as she swallowed, felt her throat constrict before relaxing once more.
Slowly, he moved down her neck, making sure to worship every inch of her. He kissed between her breast, then all around her nipple. Her skin pebbled, her back lifting from the bed slightly in anticipation. Teasingly he let his mouth hover over her nipple, let her feel the heat of his breath before he passed on to the other breast, kissing all around the nipple once again.
His eyes stayed on her, watching every movement she made. Her arms were above her head, gripping at the pillow. She was tense in anticipation, waiting for him to finally give her what she was wanting. When he suckled a nipple into his mouth, she cried out, pushing her breast against his face, begging for more.
He held himself up on an elbow, his other hand trailing over her naked body, her soft flesh, until he cupped a breast, squeezing it. She squirmed in response, her knees pressing against his sides. With a soft pinch of her nipple, she was arching her spine once more, mouth dropping as he worked her up, readied her for what was coming.
Seeing her like that, pleasure ridden, it had his cock heavy and swollen in his hakama, twitching against the bed in need. Pulling back, he released her nipple with a pop, breathing on it as he looked up at her, watching.
His intent was made known when he began a further descent, his lips trailing over her skin. One of her dainty hands gripped at his hair, and he chuckled. "I have not even started, Kagome."
"Shut up." She panted, lifting her head to look at him. She pushed on his hair, silently telling him to get to it.
"So bossy." He teased, and his response was a harder shove, nearly pushing his face right into her folds. He took his cue, opening his mouth and giving her one long and slow lick. She moaned lowly, fingers massaging his scalp as she made him give her exactly what she wanted.
She tasted as divine as she always did, an aphrodisiac, an ambrosia from the gods. He could spend hours right where he was. In fact, he already had. He will never forget the night she passed out because of his tongue. Licking her like a starving dog, he pressed two fingers into her core, curling them immediately. She cried out, pulling his face down into her groin with no shame, and he felt himself jerk in pleasure, his hips grinding against the bed for relief.
When he pressed a third finger inside of her, he sucked her clit into his mouth, and she came apart, shattering. Her spine bent, hands tightening as her mouth dropped and she released the most glorious sound. His ears twitched at the sound of her pleasure and he wanted more.
When her body fell limp, her core still convulsing around his fingers, he gave her one last lick before lifting his head. The moan that left her throat as he pulled his fingers from her was one of his favorites, satisfied and disappointed all in one. She needed more, and he was going to give it to her.
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As promised, here is the next chapter. Several of you got the correct answer to the last challenge, but I won't say who. That would be a spoiler. lol. I ended up leaving ya'll with another cliff hanger today as well. Oops. I'm evil aren't I. I just had to go and break up this moment that so many people have been waiting for. Damn. Well, I'm not so evil that I would offer a chance for the next chapter. So, one more challenge for this week. Fifteen reviews by tomorrow when I get up, and you get the rest of this juicy lemon. There's not much time left, so everyone needs to be leaving those reviews. Good luck!
