The door had slammed shut before he'd even gotten the second word out, and Kagome collapsed back on the bed in a fit of giggles. "I told you you needed locks!"
"What I need," he growled, "is a vassal with better instincts than a swamp rat."
"Would you have preferred it to be your mother?" she asked with a cheeky smile.
He gave her a horrified look. "She would have likely tried to give me pointers."
Kagome made a face, then wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down on top of her. "Then let's be glad Jaken has enough decorum not to stick around."
He hummed in agreement, then went back to ravishing her body. He paused to lavish her breasts with attention until she was a quivering mess beneath him, then hooked his arms under her knees as he sought release for both of them.
Kagome was helpless to do anything but hold on, hands tangling in the sheets as her moans echoed around them, and he lifted her hips off the bed, leaning back on his heels as he pounded into her. She tried to help, to take him deeper, but his pace was ruthless, and she soon found her body seizing as another explosive orgasm ripped through her.
She wasn't alone this time, though, Sesshoumaru's thighs clenching as his own release claimed him, leaving him quivering as he collapsed against her. Sucking in a ragged breath, she pulled him close, not allowing him to even shift his weight. "Stay with me," she whispered.
"Always."