~Chapter Eight~

Soul Mates

Gonna give you all my love, boy.
My fear is fading fast.
Been saving it all for you,
'Cause only love can last.

You're so fine, and you're mine.
I'll be yours 'till the end of time.

I've nothing to hide.

~Like a Virgin, by Madonna

Disclaimer: Me No Own; You No Sue.


"Oh, thank you so much!" I purred, placing my hand on his cheek, despite the fact that such physical contact on my part was giving me the creeps.

He bowed his head faintly and placed the key in my hand. "Enjoy your stay."

"Oh, I am quite sure that it will be very enjoyable," I murmured, watching with dark, hungry eyes as a black dog snuck through the front door and scampered up the steps.

Well, this was going to be interesting!


Sammy's P.O.V.

My stomach ached faintly with nervous tension, but I continued to follow the path that my eager boyfriend had taken. I walked up two flights of stairs – slowly, so as not to trip, fall, and hurt myself – and down a long hallway. It came to a sudden stop. I stared at the dead end with a curious expression on my face, glancing from right to left. I finally settled upon meandering down a small corridor and, at the end of the hall, my eyes focused on a pair of red double doors, in front of which sat a large, black Doberman Pinscher.

Shigure panted happily and wagged his tail at me, barking, "About time, you silly girl! I was beginning to think that I would have to send out a search party to drag you up the stairs."

Even in his canine form, it appeared that the cheeky man could still smirk up at me. My own lips twitched upwards in an amused smile. I dropped to my knees and wrapped my arms around his strong shoulders, pulling the large dog closer to my body. He came willingly, and he placed his wet nose against my left ear, sniffing at my hair. I smiled and buried my face into his soft, silky fur. At that moment, I was praying that we were making the right choice because, well, there was no going back.

My hand was shaking a bit as it slid the red key into the lock on the brightly colored door. I turned it slowly to the right for the inevitable click. And, taking a deep breath, my hands pressed against the red wood. I gave the door a gentle push, and it finally opened to reveal a lavish room decorated with elegant, expensive furniture. The room was only lit by a handful of tall, white candles, and thus, it was dark. Nonetheless, it was an inviting atmosphere.

On that note, it's going to cost a small fortune to pay for this room! I thought to myself with a barely visible wince. Oh, Shigure is going to kill me…!

That line of thinking quickly came to an end, as someone closed the door behind us without so much as a word of acknowledgment. It shut with an audible click. I startled and whirled around to stare at the person in shock, my heart pounding hard and fast beneath my heaving breasts. My blue eyes widened at the truly amazing sight of my boyfriend standing proudly next to the double doors.

Oh, fuck. Shigure was completely and undeniably naked. My boyfriend was naked!

With a small gulp, I urged my face upwards and away from dangerous territory, trying to erase the image of his naked manhood from my mind. My gaze was instantly drawn to his handsome face; it was positively feral at the moment. His gray eyes were dark with lust, and his white teeth glinted in the dim lighting of the flickering candlelight. He was smirking at me in an arrogant manner, which led me to believe that he was quite pleased with himself.

I swallowed nervously and backed away from him, taking note that there was already a bit of slick, warm wetness between my shaking legs. He'd yet to touch me, but I was already reacting to his presence. Oh, boy…

"And so, we are alone, my little witch," Shigure purred darkly, taking one step forward, and then another, in order to corner me against the couch. "All alone, with no distractions or disturbances to hinder us…"

I shivered at the unspoken in his words. "Er, I see that you've already managed to change back into your human form." My throat was dry, and I had to swallow again in order to release a nervous laugh, "Ha, ha…"

"Hmm…" Shigure hummed in agreement, an amused smirk playing across his lips at the sight of my nervous reflexes – stuttering and laughing like an idiot.

Leaning forward, the older male braced himself against the piece of furniture at my back. He loomed over my small figure and buried his nose in the crook of my neck. I gasped at the strange sensation, surprised to find that it was actually cold, much like the nose of his canine counterpart. His breath, in contrast, was warm, and it rushed over my sensitive skin like a summer breeze.

Two thin, velvety lips pressed themselves against my erratically beating pulse. A long tongue slid out from between parted lips and traced the length of my neck to my ear, before he took the earlobe in his mouth, sucking on it gently. Shigure retraced the path with his tongue, and then, he placed a series of openmouthed kisses on my exposed neck, chest, and shoulders. All of them were as light as a feather. Butterfly kisses.

I immediately gave in and instinctively wrapped my arms around his muscled form, whimpering softly at his continued ministrations – his kisses were addictive. As if to prove my point, Shigure removed his grip from the back of the couch and cupped my chin in his two large hands. He pressed his lips over mine, nipping and sucking at the tender flesh. A long tongue slid out from the confines of his sealed lips and in between my own. I timidly sucked on the long, foreign appendage, shivering in delight as the older male moaned at the action. He growled in approval.

Shigure pulled my tongue into his mouth, coaxing it gently to press against his own. We spent several minutes playfully swiping our tongues against each other and fighting for the upper hand in a seemingly endless battle; this was war. I tired of the game and began curiously searching the caverns of his mouth, reacquainting myself with the intricacies of his teeth, tongue, and cheeks. My boyfriend patiently allowed the exploration, as he apparently sensed that this was my way of preparing for what was to come.

I want you so badly, Shigure, but this is the only way for me to submit to my desires.

My hands began to wander over his sculpted body, drinking him in through the simple sensation of touch. I gently ran my hands up his arms, over the planes of his chest, and down the rippling muscles of his lower stomach. Out of instinct, I followed the same path with my tongue and let the wet appendage dip into his bellybutton. The older male groaned and bucked his hips in response, apparently pleased with this little trick. I grinned at the sound.

"Minx…" Shigure yanked me back up and claimed my lips with his, kissing me until my moans were louder than his own. "You are going to be the death of me," he darkly muttered.

My lips twisted upwards in a sarcastic smile. "Don't worry, love," I quipped, "I can always cast a spell and summon you back with a snap of my fingers, should you die before we finish what we've started."

He smirked at the reminder and pulled me flush against him. We began to rub our bodies against each other, desperate for more contact, and the feelings of pleasure heightened. I wanted to touch him, to place my hands on the part of his body that clearly labeled him a man. My hands trailed down his sides and over his hips, slowly making their way to his lower stomach.

A single hand caught mine as it curiously began to follow the thick line of black hair leading down to his manhood. Dark, gray eyes locked on my face. Slowly, he shook his head, murmuring simply, "Not yet."

The hand holding mine released its grasp. Inch by inch, it eased over my small, quivering form, searching the contours of my body. I mewled in pleasure as he teasingly traced his fingers over my face, and cleavage, and stomach, and inner thighs. It felt as though my pale skin were ablaze, burning with the strength of a hundred wildfires. Oh, I was in heaven.

Finally, the large hands came to a stop at the hem of my white, wrinkled dress. I invitingly arched my hips into his, awaiting his next move with an eager expression on my face. Shigure smirked at my willingness and slipped his hands under my dress, caressing my legs and tracing the curvy limbs upwards, in the direction of my most secret place. Two fingers skimmed over my aching sex. And then, he ignored it completely in favor of continuing his exploration – my boyfriend rested his fingers on my stomach, brushing them lightly over my pieced bellybutton, before dipping them downwards again.

I opened my mouth in surprise as he brushed a finger against the damp cloth of my panties. "Oh, my God," I breathed in awe, my eyes closing at the sensual feeing of his fingers tracing various patterns on my clothed sex. "That feels so damn good, Shi-kun…"

"As it should," Shigure murmured into my hair, soft lips pressed against my temple in a tender kiss. He laughed lightly and asked, "And how does this feel, my sweet?"

Shigure slowly allowed his hands to travel even farther upwards. My blue eyes widened, and then fluttered shut at the feeling of his warm hands cupping my clothed breasts firmly in their grasp. He leaned forward and placed his lips over mine, roughly massaging my upper half as the two of us kissed. Again, I tried to fight for dominance. I fought him for a brief moment but soon gave in to his superior skill, allowing him full control of the situation.

My heart was in his hands. Another minute passed – and then, my dress was gone.

Gray eyes wandered over my barely clothed form with obvious, heated interest; this was his first time seeing me in so little, despite the fact that we'd had various make out sessions in the past two months. I'd never permitted him to see me without my shirt, pants, or skirts on before. It unnerved me to be so vulnerable to another person, as my father had raised me at least appear strong and confident in front of others.

At this moment, however, my breasts and womanhood were concealed only by the soft, blue cloth of my traditional bra and panty set. And, while both were relatively new purchases, I noted with embarrassment that Shigure was probably more accustomed to his women wearing lacy lingerie, not the cotton underwear that was my preference.

I averted my gaze, embarrassed and somewhat nervous. Why in the world would he choose me over someone else, like that pretty woman at the restaurant? She was obviously mature and interested in sex…

After all, I was such a little girl sometime. I was afraid of his touch and afraid of having sex with him. I was afraid of giving him something so precious. And yet, I wanted him so badly that it hurt…

A shaky breath whistled in my ear. "You, my little love, are one of the most beautiful women that I have ever had the pleasure of setting my sights on," he whispered, huskily.

I opened my mouth in surprise, but no words would come to me at that time. The sincerity of his compliment left me stunned and disoriented; he wasn't lying. My lips trembled, but the words – thank you – would not leave my lips.

And then, his hands were suddenly under my bra, touching the naked flesh of my breasts. I writhed, gasping in pleasure when he lightly pinched my taut, pink nipples, the tips of which were straining against the confines of my cotton bra. Shigure reached over my form, his eyes trained on my own, searching their depths for my consent. I nodded, and he undid the clasp on my bra with nimble fingers. It slid easily over my outstretched arms and then dropped to the floor in a forgotten heap, along with the rest of my clothing.

I'd never felt as beautiful and confident as in that moment, standing before him in nothing but my panties. It was strange. The concept of sex had frightened me for so long, and yet, the fears had vanished into thin air, simply because he was here with me. I was no longer afraid because it was Shigure holding me, touching me, loving me. I was no longer afraid because Shigure was going to make love to me, and not someone else. I was no longer afraid of him.

I loved him.

Shigure carefully lifted me in the air, holding my small form as though it something precious, or fragile. I was gently placed upon the cold, silk bed sheets, and the material whispered beneath my naked flesh. Shigure cautiously approached me, as though he were still awaiting rejection; in response, I raised my hand and placed it on his cheek, smiling up at him. He lowered himself onto the bed and finally leaned over me, a tender and affectionate glow in his eyes. Soft lips touched mine.

"Are you absolutely certain that you wish to go through with this?" Shigure gently asked, stroking my hair away from my face.

Oh, Shigure. My eyes watered a bit at this question, as it had not been expected. How did it take me this long to realize that I'm in love with you?

"Yes, Shigure," I assured him, happily watching as his gray gaze widened in surprise. "I want you, love." Kissing his lips and pressing my body against his, I whispered, "I want you to be my first, and my only."

Shigure inhaled sharply, hearing the silent question spoken in my words – do you love me? Blue eyes sought gray, and our gazes locked upon one another with absolute certainly. It was clear, at that moment, how much the other loved us. And in that moment, we understood each other completely. There was no more need for words. Even so, we spoke them, if only to promise to the other that nothing was going to change after this night.

Shyly, I placed my mouth next to his ear and whispered, "I love you…"

"Oh, sweetheart, I love you so much," Shigure murmured in response. Two warm, slender hands cupped my face as he breathed, "I love you so much more than you could ever imagine."

"Then, prove it." I leaned into his touch, heart pounding at the challenge that had been issued with those three words.

His gray eyes dilated with obvious lust, and he pressed his lanky body into mine. "It will be my pleasure," he purred.

Not a moment later, and his hands were slowly, tantalizingly pulling my panties over my hips and down my trembling legs. The undergarment was thrown over the side of the bed; it was quickly forgotten as my boyfriend focused intently on the sacred, hidden place that he had finally uncovered. I was before him, completely naked, and he hovered above me, equally devoid of clothing. We observed each other in silence.

It dawned upon me at that moment how absolutely amazing my boyfriend was, both inside and out. He was sweet, funny, smart, and kind. Shigure's sense of humor was admittedly a little odd, but his heart was still in the right place, even during the times in which he had something evil or perverted to say to me. And he was not above apologizing for having upset or angered me. The older male was also incredibly protective of me, and his eyes had a tendency to flicker in my direction at the slightest change in atmosphere.

I was safe with him, because he was my precious guardian angel. He was mine, forever and for always. I marveled over the fact that he was even glowing like an angel, his tan skin was shining in the dim lighting, and his gaze was bright. Those silver eyes contained so many emotions in their depths – love, lust, and even pride – as they stared into my own, patiently awaiting my next move.

Admittedly, my throat was dry at the thought of doing so, but I urged my gaze even lower, at last looking upon his lower half with trepidation. My eyes widened dramatically at the sight of his manhood, which was already thick and heavy as it pressed into my lower stomach. He carefully lifted himself away from my small form, so as to fully display himself to my curious gaze.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, trying to ignore the urge to determinedly clamp my legs shut against his entry. There was no way that he would be able to fit that between my legs. I mean, he was absolutely huge!

Shigure smirked at the panicked expression on my face and leaned forward, cupping me between my legs. He stroked a finger down my wet folds, teasing, and slipped the tip of his finger inside of me. I bit my lip and squirmed against the touch, in an attempt to get closer, to pull his finger further inside of me. The older male merely removed his finger, before pulling back and staring at me with an amused smiled. He refused to return, despite my pleas. Finally, I decided to take matter into my own hands – literally.

I grasped his warm length in one of my small hands, running the tip of my finger of the tip. My boyfriend jerked in surprise, as he had clearly not expected me to be so bold. But I continued stroking him and cupping him in my hands, pleased that he was satisfied with the timid motions, in spite of my inexperience. His eyes were closed with pleasure, and he grunted at the increased speed of my fingers, bucking his hips against my hands as he whispered for me to press down harder.

A moment later, he came in my hands, hard and fast and hot. I raised a hand to lick at the warm mess coating my skin. It tasted sweet and somewhat salty, a strange combination that did not bother me as much as one might think. Shigure released a soft, unexpected growl at the sight of me savoring the taste of his seed. He smirked at me, pleased with my reaction, and the smirk only widened at my decision to hide my flushed, embarrassed face in his chest.

Shigure separated our forms and kissed my flushed cheeks, to which my lips trembled and released a startled squeak. He growled at the submissive sound and lowered himself to my womanhood, apparently intent on returning the favor. I tried to explain to him that it wasn't expected, that my earlier touches had been solely for his pleasure, but the older male was having none of it. My boyfriend was intent upon making my first time with a man one of the most pleasurable experiences of my life.

Amidst my cries of protest, he reached down and parted my folds with his fingers, slipping a long, wet tongue inside of me. I gasped out, surprised, and instinctively fisted my fingers in his hair, tugging lightly at the black locks in order to hold him in place. Even so, he disentangled himself from my grasp and sat back, staring down at me with a smug grin on his soft, wet lips.

There was a moment of silence, in which my body was crying out for release, but the damn mutt only continued to stare down at me with that amused, lopsided smile on his face. And it was so damn unfair, too! I wanted to experience the same pleasure as my boyfriend, the overwhelming rush of fire burning through my veins.

Panting lightly, I rubbed my body against his larger form and arched into his hips, brushing my sex over the tip of his penis. I mewled softly, "…Shigure!"

Shigure leaned forward and captured my lips with a growl of approval. "Beautiful…"

"Please," I whispered, honestly begging at that point. My face was pressed into his chest in faint embarrassment, as I continued to beg and plead, "Please, Shigure! Please, please, please…!"

My boyfriend smirked widely at the sound of my desperation. "And what does the little witch want from me?" He nipped at my neck, affectionately licking the love bite that he left in his wake. "Tell me, my sweet."

"Shigure," I pleaded, softly, and with my lips jutting out in a petulant pout. "Please, make love to me, Shigure!"

In response, his gaze softened, and he quietly murmured, "Anything for you, my sweet. But first…" Gray eyes glittered with some foreign emotion as he gently continued, "We have to prepare you."

One long finger brushed against my womanhood. The entire thing slipped inside of me, up to his knuckle, and I jerked at the unexpected intrusion. Another finger was slowly added, and then, a third. I gritted my teeth against the pain, relaxing only when he began to curl them into the soft flesh of my aching inner walls. It was rather uncomfortable at first, but the sensation quickly became one of pleasure as he began pumping his fingers in an out of my vagina. Shigure did so in time to the quick kisses that he placed on the corner of my open, panting mouth.

Suddenly, the fingers vanished, and the pleasure dwindled. I timidly opened my eyes, to find that my boyfriend had withdrawn and positioned his tan, lanky body at my entrance. My heart stuttered to a brief, frightened stop, before roaring back to life. I stared up at the older male in fear, knowing that the initial contact between our sexes would be rather painful for me at first. The mere thought of him breaking through my virgin barrier caused a dull ache to pulse in my core.

Oh, this was going to hurt like a bitch…

Shigure smiled kindly at me and tenderly kissed my lips, murmuring, "Breathe." And then, he was inside of me.

The tiny barrier inside of me ripped, tearing instantly under the pressure of having such a large appendage forced against it. And, my God! It felt as though my body was being torn in half. I fought against the urge to shove him away, but it hurt so damn much. Tears welled in my eyes at the burning pain; however, none fell from their perch. I refused to cry in front of him during such an intimate moment.

Nevertheless, it really did hurt like a bitch!

Thankfully, Shigure remained very still, waiting patiently for me to adjust to the intrusion – and his size. He really was quite large. And it was strange having him inside of me, in a hole that appeared too small for his fingers, let alone his manhood. I'd had trouble believing that my own fingers would fit during my initial exploration of my nether regions, just a few weeks prior.

The ache quickly faded into nothingness. I bit my lip and experimentally wiggled my hips – to my surprise, it was no longer painful to do so. Instead, a flash of pleasure rippled up my spine at the timid, curious movement, and my lips twisted upwards in a smile.

"Can I move now, sweetheart?" Shigure asked, concerned. He was bracing himself on his elbows and knees; it appeared that this was a difficult position to hold in his case. "Or, do you need me to wait a little while longer for you to adjust?"

I placed a hand on his chest, grateful for his concern, and said, "You can move, love." I bit my lip. "But, go slowly, okay?"

Pink lips tilted upwards in a beautiful smile, and my own lips followed suit. I found myself smiling up at him, in spite of the dull pain that still pulsed in my core as he began gently moving inside of me. At his insistence, I wrapped my legs around his waist and moved my hips in time with his quick, gentle rocking. The change in angle allowed him better access, and he was able to thrust deeper inside of me. My eyes closed in delight at the feeling of him moving inside of me, almost as though he were an extension of my own body, one that had been forgotten or misplaced.

"Sammy," he murmured, softly. My name was whispered so lovingly, over and over again as he thrust deep inside of me. "My precious little Sammy…"

I cried out in surprise as my boyfriend hit a certain spot – my entire body was vibrating with pleasure. To my chagrin, he withdrew and the sensation dissipated. I whimpered at the loss, and reached for him with my arms. Not a second later, however, and he was thrusting even harder into my aching core.

Oh, I was on the verge of something wonderful, so close to feeling release. I was so close…

Shigure reached down the length of my shaking body and slipped a finger inside the folds of my sex, slicking his fingertip with the wetness there. He slid it upwards, taking a small piece of skin in between his forefinger and his thumb. With a gentle touch, he brushed his fingers over the sensitive nub, rubbing it repeatedly between his fingers. The circular motions of his fingers caused the muscles in my stomach and lower stomach to tense in anticipation.

So close…!

"Come for me, little love," Shigure whispered in my ear, kissing my temple and thrusting inside of me.

A mysterious sort of magic exploded within my small form, fighting briefly against the force of my own familiar power, before the two became one entity. And in that moment, there was an even stranger sensation rippling through my body; it was warmth, and safety, and happiness. I was experiencing a magic unlike any other in this world. I was experiencing the overwhelming sensation of love.

My blue tattoos began to glitter with magic, and the intricate collection of arcane runes shone brightly in the darkness of the large room, illuminating our naked bodies as we rocked against each other, riding out the waves of our climaxes together. With a startled jerk of my head, I fell into the open arms of my magic, crying out the name of my lover in surprise and release. I relaxed into the silk sheets, breathing heavily.

Not long after that, Shigure gave a low growl of satisfaction as he finished, too. His hot seed spilled into my core, and the warmth crept slowly upwards, heating me from the inside of my most sacred place. I closed my blue eyes and snuggled up against my boyfriend, to which he responded by wrapping me in his strong, protective arms and murmuring sweet words against my hair. My heart soared because it was as though there had been something vitally important missing from my life all of these years, something that was now within my reach.

And now, we were together, and we were happy. My mate loved me.


***Author's Note***

Yes, this chapter is still rather short, but it's pretty damn long for a lemon! So, here it is, in a separate chapter. That way, you can skip it if you want...

And it just occurred to me that this note is at the end of the chapter, so that warning might not have been very helpful. XD Oh, well!

Anyway, this is the last chapter that was updated. See you guys, then! :)