Chapter 42

Sesshomaru leaned against the bedroom door, watching his mate. Their clothing had been cleaned and dried. She was now folding and hanging them. Sesshomaru had offered to hire someone to come out and do the mundane cleaning for her, but Kagome had refused. She said she was perfectly able to handle taking care of their home on her own.

She had yet to notice him because of how focused she was on her task. He took the time to look her over, something he did often. Her skin was her normal shade of pale pink, her eyes bright. Often, he would make sure she was still in good health. Now that she was pregnant, he kept a close eye on her. It wasn't possible for her to get sick from a disease or a cold, but that didn't mean she wouldn't experience pregnancy symptoms. He wanted to catch them before she ended up sick. That way they could prepare.

Eyes roaming over her body, he took a moment to appreciate her. They were home with no plans to leave. Because of that she wore nothing but her little slip. A tease, if he was honest. Creamy thighs were on display, soft and beckoning. The slip hung over her skin, caressing her breast, dusky nipples able to be seen through the thin material. Her hair was braided and pulled over her shoulder, exposing her soft neck. His mouth began to water, body heating as he continued his perusal of her.

His thoughts went over all the times they had been together and fooled around. There were times that she took charge in their bed, and times that he had as well. However, not once had either of them given complete control to the other. He wanted that. He wanted to control her, dominate her. It was his fetish, and something he had been holding back on.

A part of him wanted to walk up to her and see how she would react. Would she enjoy it? Would she push him away? So far, she had given no complaints to the things they do in bed, but would that change if he asked for total control. He was nervous, and that was the only reason he was still standing there hesitating, still watching her.

Kagome stiffened then, head twirling around to look at him with worry in her eyes. Her brows were furrowed, one of his obis in her hands. "Sesshomaru? What's wrong? You're nervous."

She felt it through their bond. He should have known she watched him as much as he watched her. They took care of each other. Knowing he wouldn't be getting out of this, he decided to give it a try. "Turn around." A simple command, but his tone was different, deeper, darker. Her eyes widened, staring at him for several seconds before she finally obeyed. His cock jerked to life when she gave him her back as her mouth parted in anticipation.

Silently he walked towards her, staying behind her. She never looked back at him, as if she knew she wasn't allowed to. Crawling on the bed, he approached her from behind, his hand wrapping itself in her braid. He leaned down, his lips teasing at her ear. "There is something I want to do, Kagome. You can tell me now if you don't want to." Fingers massaging her scalp, her hair still wrapped around his hand, he pressed his cock against her back, letting her feel him. She gasped, hands working the obi clasped between her fingers. Sesshomaru's tongue glided up the length of her neck, and he felt her shiver. "I want to dominate you, Little Mate. I want you to submit to my every whim, giving me complete control."

Her breathing intensified, but she nodded. Possessiveness surged through Sesshomaru, and he yanked her head back from her hair so she was looking up at him. "Say it, Kagome. Tell me that you will submit."

"You own me." She whispered, eyes staring right into his. She bit her lip for a moment, then breathed out harshly. "I submit, My Lord."

Sesshomaru growled dangerously, lowering his head to hers, their lips barely touching. "You have done this before?" How else would she know to call him by his title? Just hearing that from her lips had his length twitching against her back.

"No." She swallowed, tilting her head up to try and kiss him. He pulled her back, keeping their mouths apart but just barely. He needed more than a simple no. If she had never done this before, then how did she know what it was?

"How?" It was a growl of need. This position, him controlling her by her hair, hovering over her body, he was in charge, his word law, and she knew it.

"There was a couple I met years ago. They played like this. It interested me then, but I never… Kouga wasn't interested." Her voice was a whisper, and Sesshomaru couldn't hold back anymore. She knew what to do. He would still have to teach her because she hadn't done this before, but at least she wasn't completely ignorant on the subject.

Slamming his lips against hers, he claimed her mouth, forcing his tongue past her lips. She moaned, opening for him so her own tongue could hesitantly meet his. She wanted to make sure she didn't do anything wrong. She was perfect.

Pulling away abruptly, Sesshomaru stood, leaving her on the bed panting. Taking a moment to compose himself, he grabbed one of her hair ties, pulling back his hair into a low ponytail. She watched him, eyes burning in anticipation and heat.

"Stand." Sesshomaru stepped back, giving her room to stand. She did as he said, her eyes never leaving him. His own breathing was harsh, his cock painfully hard. He wanted to reach down and take himself in hand, but refrained, not wanting this to end too quickly.

"Do not speak unless I ask you a question. Do you understand?" His feet made no sound when Sesshomaru began to circle around her, a single clawed finger trailing over her shoulders.

"Yes, My Lord." Her body shivered at his touch, and he leaned down, breathing in the scent of her strong arousal. Quickly, before she could argue, claws cut through the thin straps of her night gown. It fluttered to the floor around her feet, leaving her exquisitely bare.

"Pick a word. One you won't forget." His fingers continued to trail over her skin, sliding down her spine only to ascend once more. Her skin was pebbling, her nipples pressing out in arousal. Kagome swallowed, her mind fuzzy. He could see that she was having trouble thinking, so he removed his hand. A small whimper left her throat, and Sesshomaru smirked. "A word, Kagome, or this will not happen."

"Apples." She breathed, her body arching towards him, seeking his touch.

"Apples?" He couldn't help but to smile. Was her mind already so clouded with lust that she couldn't come up with something better? "So be it. Do not forget it. You say that word once and we will stop. However, today, I will take an easy on you."

Kagome didn't say anything, knowing that he hadn't asked a question. His fingers ran up her spine once more, watching as she arched against him, lips parting in a desperate breath. Smirking at her reaction, Sesshomaru slowly walked around her, stopping when he stood in front of her. Slowly, almost tortuously, he pulled at his obi. When it was free of the knot, he draped it over his neck, letting it hang freely. His top opened from the movement, baring his chest and tattoo's for Kagome to see. He watched her eyes zero in on his toned chest, watched as her pupils reacted, expanding to shrink back down again.

Removing his top, he let it fall to the floor, keeping him in nothing but his low hanging Hakama. His arousal was prominent and tenting his pants. Kagome licked her lips as she stared at it, and Sesshomaru breathed in deeply. He had never teased her so severely before, but this time, he wasn't going to hold back. He was going to have her weeping, her thighs slick with her want for him. She would be begging for his cock before he gave it to her.

"Put your hands behind your back." Sesshomaru ordered, watching as she did. Slowly he pulled the obi off from around his neck, and she stared at it. He made sure she knew exactly what he planned to do. Walking behind her, he quickly grabbed her hands, wrapping the obi around her wrists until she could no longer move them. Giving a tug, he made sure the tie wasn't going anywhere.

With a swift smack to her juicy backside, he yanked her back, pressing his cock against her hands. "Spread your legs." His mouth moved over her neck as he spoke, and she tilted her head to the side, giving him more access. She spread her feet apart like he ordered, her fingers opening to wrap around his cock. He growled, gripping at her bindings tightly. "Vixen. Did I tell you that you could touch me?" She let him go but didn't reply. "Answer me."

"No, My lord." Kagome gasped out as his fangs nipped at her shoulder. Arm going around her stomach, he held her while his other hand popped her backside harshly. She cried out, head falling forward. For a moment he wondered if it was too much, but as he rubbed away the sting, she squirmed beneath his touch.

"My little mate really is naughty." Purring in her ear, he popped her once more, watching as she reacted, her body trembling in need. "My needy little vixen." Moving away from her, Sesshomaru's ears twitched at her whimper. He took a moment to look her over, a finger running over his lip as he thought of his next move.

She was panting, her shoulders moving with each breath she took. Her legs were spread, her cunt on display, and he saw the arousal glistening over her lips. She was more than ready, but he wanted to drag this out until neither of them could stand it anymore. Stepping towards her, he reached between her legs trailing a single finger through her folds. When he pulled it back, it was drenched, and he sucked it into his mouth, savoring the flavor of her need. "Perfect." It was a purr, one that had her leaning towards him.

Again, he reached between her legs, and this time when he pulled his finger back, he held it to her lips. "Open." His own mouth was open with hers as she parted her lips. "Suck my finger clean." She closed her mouth around his finger, licking away her own arousal eagerly. His cock twitched and his eyes closed. "Such a good little submissive." He purred appreciatively.

When he pulled his finger from her mouth, he pinched her chin, bringing her lips up to his. He could taste her arousal on her own mouth and he wanted more of that taste. He wanted it straight from the source. When he pulled away, he knelt in front of her, his face level with her stomach. He spared a second to kiss her belly just above her womb and their child curled there, then he lowered himself to his knees and threw one of her legs over his shoulder.

He could not wait a second longer and immediately began to feast on her. She cried out, leaning forward, her body unable to handle the feeling of his feral mouth slurping at her nectar. She tasted as divine as always. It was addictive and a flavor he would never tire of. His tongue speared her, his fingers pressing into her thighs as he held her in place, keeping her from squeezing his head.

Her legs began to shake, her core tightening around his tongue. She was rising, getting closer and closer to the edge. An edge that he would not allow her to fall over, not yet. Just before she came, he pulled away, standing swiftly. She panted, whining as she looked up at him. He made a show of licking her nectar from his lips, and she bit her own.

His cock was throbbing, demanding attention, and he realized he could not wait any longer. He needed her. "Turn around." She did as he said on shaky legs, giving her back to him. He stalked up towards her, feet silent. Her entire body jerked when she felt his fingers against her back, gripping her hair. Wrapping her braid around his hand, he pulled her head back, heard the wanton gasp that left her throat. "Walk forward."

She couldn't see where she was going with her head pulled back, but she trusted him. She took that first step with no hesitation, and he rewarded her with a kiss to her bared neck. Together, they moved forward, his body pressed along every inch of hers. When her knees hit the bed, she stopped waiting for more instruction.

"Keep going." He purred, and she did, lifting her leg to walk awkwardly on her knees until she was in the middle of the bed, only stopping when he tugged her hair. Releasing her braid, he stared at her for a second, swallowing. "Speak freely. Tell me what you want."

"You. I want you, My lord. I want to cum. I want to feel you cum inside me." She was panting, her voice desperate and pleading. "I beg of you, My Lord. It hurts."

"I will take away the pain. Bend over." She lowered herself carefully, not stopping until her cheek was pressed against the bed. Her hips seemed to wiggle in temptation as she shifted on the bed, inviting him in. It was an invitation he would willingly accept. Hooking his thumbs in his hakama, he pushed them down. They were barely off his legs before he was climbing into the bed behind her, hands rubbing along her backside. Her skin was red from where he popped her, a delicious color over her curved bottom. He leaned down and kissed it before nipping at the reddened flesh. She squirmed against him, whimpering once more.

"Do you want me? Do you want my cock pressed inside of you, filling you completely?" He nipped her skin again, his claws pressing against her. He didn't draw blood, but she seemed to enjoy the hint of pain his claws brought.

"Please, My Lord!" It was a sob, broken and needy. She had reached her limit. Her thighs were soaked with her want, her voice raspy and breathless. She truly did need his cock, and he was going to give it. Moving to position himself, he grabbed his length, his own precum leaking over his length, lubricating it. Not that he needed it with how wet Kagome was.

He gripped her hips hard, and with a snarl, he yanked her back, pressing in her as deep as he could go. Throwing his head back, a curse fell from his lips as his pupils dilated, and he found he couldn't stop. He was supposed to be in control, but the moment he invaded her, he lost all of it. His hips moved of their own accord, the sound of skin slapping mixing with her cries.

Leaning over her, he caged her in, his larger form dominating her in every way possible. Her hands were pressed against his stomach, fingers searching as she felt his muscles flex and release with every thrust. Once more he gripped her hair, pulling her head back until he could kiss her as roughly as his hips were moving.

When she came, she screamed his name, her entire body jolting before it tensed and spasmed. Sesshomaru bared his fangs, his cock being squeezed until there was no hope for him. Her fluttering and constricting walls forced his orgasm, forced his seed to fill her to the brim over and over again. He was suspended, the world around him disappearing as pure white hot ecstasy crashed over him in waves that took away his sanity until he was nothing but a shell of feeling.

When his orgasm subsided, he panted harshly, feeling Kagome falling limp beneath him. His cock fell from her, a stream of his seed dripping from her core. Using the last of his energy, he released her hands then fell to the bed beside her. That was better than he ever thought it would be.

"Can we…" Kagome took a moment to catch her breath, still limp on her side. "Can we do that again?"

With a chuckle, Sesshomaru rolled over to his side, wrapping an arm around her waist. "Over and over again." He noticed something then, and smirked. "We did not move the clothes, Kagome. They will have to be washed again."

She stiffened for a moment, and then relaxed with a shrug of her shoulders. "Worth it."

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I didn't get enough reviews last week for the challenge. It's the first time since I started the challenge that this has happened. lol. Oh well. I'm kind of nervous about this lemon because I've gone all... dominate in my lemons before, but I figured I would try and experiment. Hopefully it's decent and not crappy. lol.

For the challenge, I need twenty-five reviews. Teaser: How does InuYasha feel about all of the incoming babies? Naoshi finally makes an appearance, who is he and what does he want.