Chapter 2

He laughed. "Yes Kikyo it is I." "But that is impossible. You died fifty years ago," she told him confused. "You should be dead as well. How is it that you are still alive and look so young?" he asked sharply. "I am not alive. I am living off the souls of the dead," she calmly revealed to him. "I see. I am no longer human, but made of thousands of demons merged into one body. I let the demons eat my human flesh so that I may become powerful. I have all the power I want. Except for one thing, you!" he said cruelly to her. "You will never have me Naraku, I swear this!" she defiantly said. He chuckled. "You cannot escape me now. For you shall be mine. Kikyo tried to move but realized that his arms were still wrapped around her waist. Naraku started to pull her as close to him as possible. She tried to resist but she had been left powerless to do anything. "Kikyo my beautiful priestess, I have longed for you for fifty years and now I have you!" he murmured. He pushed her to the ground, grabbing her wrists and pinning her so that she couldn't move. "NO!" she tried to scream. Nothing came from her lips. Instead it was a hoarse gasp. Then he pressed his lips to hers, hard. "Why do you resist me my wife to be?" he asked with an awful laugh. "I shall not be yours!" she fiercely told him. Just as suddenly he had pinned her down, he got up again.

He walked to where his futon was and started to take off his elaborate kimono. "Wha- what are you doing?" she asked him horrified that he was stripping in front of her. "Were you not sent to heal my wounds?" he asked, thoroughly enjoying her horror. "Yes." She bowed her head, hating Naraku for making her show how terrified of him she was. Naraku lay back down, and closed his eyes. He enjoyed the feeling of Kikyo's cool hands massage healing herbs into his skin and gentleness around his wounds. "This should take care of your wounds. May I leave now my lord?" she coolly asked him. "No," he simply said. "I am tired and you shall lie beside me. Kikyo gasped in absolute horror. "How dare you!" she started furiously. "Do not argue with me!" He sounded a little angry, now. "I will tie you here if I must. Now, lie down beside me," he commanded. She paused, unsure of what to do. Then quietly she did as he told her, lying so that they were back to back. Her hands were clinched in fists of utter rage. "That's more like it." She felt him turn over to his side and wrap his arms around her. Now tears of anger filled her eyes. She hated him!

Kikyo tensed as she felt Naraku snuggle up closer to her. His lips lingered near her ear. She knew how much he was enjoying this. "Mmmmm. Kikyo you smell so good, and you are so soft," he whispered into her ear. It took all of her strength not to slap him with every ounce of anger she had. She felt him moving his hands over her body. Kikyo's face turned a blood red color. 'How dare him' she thought! She felt his hot breath on her
cheek. His hands fluttered to her kimono tie and undid it. Kikyo's eyes went wide. This was too far! Even Inuyasha had never dared to go that far with her! Skillfully she felt the kimono move away from her skin, leaving her top unmercifully exposed to Naraku. His lips lingered near her neck, and then trailed down to her shoulder. She gasped. Now she had no idea of what to do. She had never done this before. It was frightening, yet it aroused a great curiosity unlike anything she had ever known. She once again heard a rustle of clothing. Now she felt Naraku's skin next to hers. His cheek brushed hers. Naraku wanted her and so very badly! "Kikyo," he started to whisper, but he stopped, not sure of what to say next. Kikyo turned to face him. His lips gently met hers. He let his tongue explore her mouth. This time Kikyo did not fight, she invited him. Her curiosity was peaked so much that she had to know. What was this?

She felt the rest of her kimono slip off of her. It wasn't until she felt his tongue exploring other parts of her body that she realized she and Naraku were both nude. He rolled her onto her back and pulled himself on top of her. "Naraku, please," she said. "Shhh, I will be gentle," he told her. She felt his lips travel all over her body, then his tongue. Kikyo let out a moan. Her body was tingling with this unknown feeling of pleasure. If she hated him so much then why was she enjoying every moment of this? She felt him start a rhythm with his hips. His hands traveled to her breast and started to massage them. She moaned again. Once again his mouth met with hers and explored it completely. Their breath had quickened and the rhythm had become at a faster pace. "Naraku," she gasped. She felt the tip of his manhood at the entrance of her secret place. Suddenly, he thrust into her. She cried out in pain, but he couldn't stop now. He thrust deeper and deeper into her. Kikyo's cry of pain had now become cries of pleasure and pain mixed together. "Naraku!" she cried. He thrust harder into her. He could feel her body begging for more. "Oh! Kikyo!" he yelled. The excitement was still building. He kept going faster and deeper. They were both sweating. She felt an excitement building in him and her. "Naraku! Please! Oh Please!" she begged. "Oh! Yes!" he yelled. Suddenly, she felt a rush inside of her, she went dizzy, and then he stopped. They were both breathing hard. Naraku rolled off of her and lay beside her. For a moment they didn't speak, they just looked at the ceiling. She was exhausted! Neither one of them spoke. Kikyo just curled up beside Naraku. He wrapped his arms around her and together they fell asleep.

Kikyo awoke the next morning to find herself naked beside Naraku. She had made love for the first time, and it was with a demon. It wasn't until a few minutes that she realized the full extent of what she had done. She had let Naraku pierce her skin. According to the Demon laws, that meant one thing, she had mated with him! She would have to marry Naraku!