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Chapter 12
Inuyasha was being extremely gentle with her as he laid the miko on to her mattress. Sesshomaru watched from the doorway, his wounds healing slowly but surely. The fight with that guard had been much more interesting than he had originally anticipated. I overestimated the human. It won't happen again.
The fight wasn't even. Sesshomaru had the young fox demon -who had handled his own well enough. But the weapon the human wield was something almost demonic, with a mind of it's own.
Shippo was in Kagome's living room, sprawled on the lush leather couch. After Inuyasha had hurried down the driveway with an unconscious miko in his arms, Sesshomaru attacked with a vengeance, giving Shippo enough time to reach the hanyou-turned-human. The younger demon transformed into a large pink balloon type shape that Inuyasha climbed on without a word and whistled toward his brother.
The inuyoukai landed a blow - by sheer luck – to the human enemy and followed Shippo off the private grounds.
"She isn't letting my arm go," Inuyasha said over his shoulder, glancing back to his older brother.
Sesshomaru nodded, and turned. His back to them, the demon said, "Stay with her. You need rest, as well." And he left them to go tend to his own injuries.
Inuyasha looked back at the woman and smiled down gently. Her black hair was matted to her forehead from sweat. Her cheeks were pale; the plump lips that he knew where soft as velvet were also drained of color. Even with those flaws, though, Inuyasha felt longing towards her. His violet eyes trailed her face and settled on her parted mouth.
Climbing on the bed, he settled in beside her without ever pulling his gaze from those pale lips. He wanted to breath life back into her. He leaned in closely until he felt her breath against his own mouth.
Inuyasha rested his forehead against hers and sighed heavily. "I need to clean you up."
A shudder rolled down his spine, and he closed his eyes. He felt his body pulse and a rush of power filled him. His ears could suddenly pick up on Shippo rolling on the leather couch, and he could feel his brother moving through the house. It comforted his demon side to know that his older brother was watching over them. A shadow of a smile played on his face before his nose suddenly picked up the tangy blood on Kagome's delicate skin.
A growl rumbled in his throat and he pulled away from her to kneel over her body. He was careful as he set to work on her.
Inuyasha grabbed one of her arms and lifted it up. He stared down at her as he ran his tongue across her wounds.
Kagome's fingers were shredded. Skin pulled and peeled back from her fingertips to her knuckles. Inuyasha made sure to deposit enough saliva on her as he cleaned the blood from the injuries. Looking down at the bed sheet, he slashed a strip from the clean cotton and bandaged her up. Setting that hand down, he moved to work his healing ways with her other, all the while taking his time.
An hour passed before she stirred in her sleep. Inuyasha hadn't left her side after tending to her, and Sesshomaru had settled himself in a chair beside the bed to rest his eyes. Shippo was still asleep on the couch, his young body taking more time to heal.
"Inu-Inuyasha." Kagome's soft voice filtered through the room.
Both brother's focused their amber eyes on her. Sesshomaru didn't move, but Inuyasha did.
Slowly, he pulled her tighter against his body and nuzzled his cheek against hers. "I'm here, Kagome."
She groaned in response, wincing but pushing deeper into the warm barrier beside her. She could tell from the dull throbbing emitting from her hands that she was injured. Sighing, she reached for her magic out of habit and pulled it forward, hoping to heal the wounds rapidly.
What the miko didn't expect was for her power to be limp against her call. It was like a dead weight inside her. What happened?
She tried recalling the events that lead her up to this, but all she had remembered was getting in the car with Shippo with no real destination in mind. And then…nothing.
Slowly her eyes peeled open and she found herself face to face with silver hair and glowing gold eyes. "Inuyasha." His name rolled off her tongue and she couldn't help how her body suddenly reacted to being so close to him. His arms were cradling her, pressing her body flush against his. She could taste his breath that lingered between them.
She desperately wanted to kiss him. And, as if he had read her mind, he lowered his head and captured his lips with hers. It was slow and delicate. Everything she needed and wanted at the moment. His tongue traced her bottom lip and she gasped in excitement before she sucked it into her mouth. She moaned, her wounded fingers twitching against his chest where they were pressed between their bodies.
Inuyasha was slow with the kiss. He wanted to savor it, to enjoy the taste of her before she pulled away for air. He hated when she did it. Personally, he would have rather suffocated in a kiss with her than end one.
When she did detach, he only latched on to her neck, teasing the sensitive skin below her ear with his tongue. Kagome took a sharp intake of breath before letting out a throaty moan into a pillow.
Sesshomaru watched patiently. This was what was to be expected. It was what they had agreed on. So he watched as his younger brother comforted their alpha in the way he knew how.
Inuyasha felt the stare of Sesshomaru. Pausing in his ministrations, he rolled his eyes up to meet Sesshomaru's gaze. He almost stopped completely until his brother nodded in approval. Inuyasha returned the gesture before focusing completely on the woman he held.
Kagome was panting heavily by then. Her body was trembling against his, wanting more from him. So when he stopped, she whimpered against him until she felt him roll on top of her, meeting her lusty stare with his own darkened eyes full of passion.
"You're hurt, so I'll be gentle." He rubbed his nose against hers before he whispered, "But I'm going to taste you, baby. And I want you to think of nothing else but my tongue on your body." To emphasize the words, he grabbed on to her chin and looked her straight in the eyes as his other hand dropped low to cup between her parted legs. Her eyes fluttered close, her pink tongue darting out to get the taste of him from her own lips.
"Can you do that for me, Kagome?" He whispered the words against her ear, a vibrating growl in his chest before sucking her earlobe into his mouth.
"Oh god," she shuddered, bucking her hips to push her heat against his hand. She turned her head, pushing him free from her ear so she could kiss him. But her lips only found the corner of his mouth.
"Answer me," he demanded through clenched jaws. He was going to lose his patience with her and just flip her on her stomach to take her the way he craved.
Kagome wrapped her legs around his waist, locking his arm between their bodies and giving his hand better access to her pussy. She reached with her aching fingers to caress his chin before she finally said, "Yes, my puppy." And she giggled as he nipped her nose before he sealed her lips with his.
"Wench." He growled and pulled his hand from between her legs, to shred her clothes with his claws.
"At this second? I don't care what you call me," she breathed out in anticipation.
Inuyasha's fanged smirk said it all: he was going to devour her. The glint in his eyes caused a streak of heat to spread through her straight to where his hand cupped.
And as he moved his way down her body, she wiggled and bucked. The air in her lungs expelled and she gasped out, rising up to rest on her elbows to watch his tongue, hands and mouth spread fire through her body.
It was when he dipped low enough to take a taste of her opening that she saw it: blood. Her eyes widened and she moved to push him away with the dismissal, "Stop, Inuyasha," falling from her lips.
But the inuyoukai stopped her. The moment Sesshomaru sensed the woman's embarrassment, he rose from his seat and kneeled behind her on top of the excess of pillows, reaching his hands out to grasp her shoulders. "Relax, Kagome."
At Sesshomaru's touch, Kagome jolted and craned her neck back to look at him. "What the he-?" She was silenced from the sudden kiss he settled on her mouth. It was harsh and brutal.
Sesshomaru was urgent. He had wanted to taste her. To reassure himself that she was really there and safe and with them. He could feel her body tense for a moment before she lost herself in the passion. Her moan vibrated into his mouth, and he drank it readily.
Inuyasha, savoring her flavor, didn't pause as he looked up to see his alpha relaxed by his brother. It was...touching. Knowing that Sesshomaru was aiding in her pleasure in some way. Her once rigid thighs loosened under his claws, and then went limp as his brother tamed her apprehension with his mouth.
Kagome was lost. Absolutely and blissfully confused by what was happening. God does this feel amazing, she thought with a heavy groan. Inuyasha was doing wicked things with his tongue and Sesshomaru was drinking from her mouth as if she were the elixir of everlasting life.
And it continued that way for some time before she shuddered, gripping onto Sesshomaru's hair and Inuyasha's clawed hand before she muffled her own orgasmic yell into her stretched arm.
His red eyes glanced left and right. To his mate and to his security guard. One was beaten badly, the other was sharpening his Banryu.
"Explain to me again, Bankotsu." His voice was chilly and with each spoken word, a gash appeared on the woman crumpled beside the guard.
Bankotsu paid her no mind. Her winces and soft whimpers fell on deaf ears. She was taking the brunt of the hanyou's anger so that he wouldn't. She was his barrier, and considering she was a demon, he knew the woman would heal. So why bother feeling sympathetic for her when he suddenly had three enemies he was going to eventually pursue?
"They were stronger and more," he paused and mused with a playful smirk, "determined than I had ever encountered before. Well, encountered working for you, that is." His playful smirk turned into a relaxed grin.
It infuriated Naraku. And that fury was being let out and slapped onto the woman he had vowed to keep by his side for all his life. It was nice, he thought. It was nice to have your very own punching bag. His eyes narrowed as he recalled once he had attempted to use the miko as his outlet for his anger. That had not ended well for him, unfortunately.
"That jewel is priceless. You need to recover it for me. And immediately."
Bankotsu sighed and leaned back before replying, "I have the next week off, remember? Vacation time. Get one of my brother's to handle it."
Naraku's power lashed out and flung the woman across the room. But not a strain could be found on his porcelain like face.
"You are the strongest of the seven. It must be you. If money is a concern," Naraku smiled, or what you can only imagine a smile to be with a glint of horrifying amusement in his eyes. "You need only name your price."
Bankotsu raised his brows at the prospect. But the idea of having to tell his woman that he would be canceling on their vacation was a much more dangerous scenario than dealing with Naraku's anger. Especially since he didn't exactly have a barrier against Yura, while he did have one against his boss.
With a heavy sigh he heaved himself up from his seat and leaned against the Banryu. "Sorry, boss. You'll have to wait for me. I had this vacation planned and my woman isn't as submissive as yours." He looked behind him to the woman in question. What he would give to have a woman like that - one to take his brute in all. "I'll be back in a week," he continued, ignoring the rising miasma concentration in the air. "See ya, boss."
Without hesitation he turned his back to the scene and left the mansion. All the while feeling only a drop of sympathy to the woman he left behind. She's really going to suffer tonight. And as if on cue, he heard a blood curdling scream emit from behind the door closing behind him.
It was such a beautiful thing. A soft pink, with a gleam that sparkled in just the right light. And so smooth. Perfectly rounded between his fingertips. But what was so enthralling about the pearl-like jewel wasn't what could be seen. It was what could be felt. It had a pulse of it's own. A calling. The more he stared at it, the more he was compelled to do something with it.
What to do? He wasn't sure. But it beckoned to him like a siren of the sea. And he badly wished to answer the call. If only he knew how.
And that was how Kagome found him.
She paused, her body weight suddenly too much to bare. Leaning against the doorframe, Kagome stared at the pink jewel and took in a shuddering breath of fear. "Inuyasha," she called.
Golden eyes met brown and he raised a brow, watching the blood drain from her face. He moved to rush to her side, but her injured hand rose and pointed at the jewel clutched between his fingers.
"How the fuck did that get in here?"
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