Bitter Truths Chapter 35, an inuyasha fanfic

Author's Note,

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Chapter 35

Fuck.

Kouga rested his forehead against the back of Kagome's neck. His heart was thundering in his chest against her back. He could still feel every little ripple her body gave—every aftershock that tightened her body around his and the knot that locked them together. That wasn't supposed to happen. Not during the Run. Not during the Wanning Gibbous. Not like that. He didn't regret it in the least.

She was irrevocably his now.

Fuck.

He didn't want to move. There was something in the sheer blissful aftermath of a Mating that did that. Not even sex could reduce him to the euphoria that had his body a dead weight against her. He had to be crushing her, he knew. They were still knotted together, so all he could do was roll them to their sides. "You ok, 'Gome?" He murmured against her hair.

She was on a lazy high but without the lethal drug, Kagome thought. All she could do was lay there in the aftermath of the most explosive night of her life. It sounded so cliché, but it was the truth. She nodded, so glad to hear his voice again. It was rough around the edges, but that was definitely Kouga. She could feel the thundering in his heart against her back; was it beating in tune with hers?

Nothing he could have said or warned her about could have prepared her for that. The roughness, the swift rush of pleasure that had overtaken her. Their prior experience was nothing compared to what had just transpired between them. She nodded again and then looked over her shoulder.

It moved through her with such simplicity. An emotional joy. A calm happiness and acceptance. He was happy, she realized. It dawned on her. "I can feel you." She said softly, the astonishment clear in her expression.

Kouga smiled and leaned down. Of course she could—the Mating had ensured that. He kissed her softly. "You're mine." He pressed a softer and tender kiss against the slope of her shoulder where it met her neck. "I'm sorry for hurting you." He could smell the tinge of blood against her skin, it was smeared with sweat from their bodies around the wound. It would heal in time. Pain had its own scent and even though she denied it, he knew.

"It's ok." The curve between her neck and shoulder was extremely tender. "I'M ok." She pulled the arm up that was around her waist and brought his hand beneath her chin. They were in the middle of a forest. He was naked. Her clothes were partially ripped. They were both sexually spent. His cock was still buried and locked deep inside her. Being out in the open like this made her feel extremely vulnerable.

But Kagome knew she was with the safest person she could be.

Even though Ayame had given her little detail into what Knotting was with a Wolf Demon, there were still questions unanswered.

His chest rumbled against her back. "Say what you wanna say, Kagome."

"How long does that…" She wasn't shy now, was she? After all they had just done together. "Are we really stuck together like that?" It was a simple question, but she could feel the heat in her cheeks.

Kouga hummed against the back of her head. "I'm as new to this as you are." He moved his hips against her ass—he couldn't pull back. Not even an inch. The swelling at the base of his cock remained. "We're locked in, Mate." He murmured softly.

Kagome liked that word. Especially when he used it in reference to her. "Will it be like this every time?"

"Every time."

Oh man, Kagome mused that information over in her mind. He was going to Knot every time they had sex. He was never going to pull out again. Why she found that information hot, she didn't know.

"Can't use my hand, either."

She turned her head and looked back at him, caught at the sudden statement. "What?"

"I can't get off by my own hand."

Kagome stared, confused.

"I can only find my release inside you." Kouga pressed with clarifying words, amused.

Oh, Kagome realized. He couldn't jerk off, then. "….did you have a problem before…?"

Kouga scoffed. "No." As if. He was glad that Kagome was the only woman that he would ever find release with. Mating ensued that no other female outside of his mate could arouse him. He'd probably get hard every time he saw Kagome, but if she didn't let him inside her, he'd be walking around with a terrible case of blue balls.

"I hope you don't make me mad, then."

He gave another soft laugh. "Why?"

"Because you can't use your hand anymore."

"Careful, Mate." Kouga murmured against the back of her neck again, his voice lower than before as he pressed his hips against her ass in a slow roll.

Her stomach summersaulted and Kagome felt the beginning of a low simmer in her stomach.

"Be very careful." Kouga nipped her neck with his teeth, as if he knew exactly what she was feeling before he gently withdrew from her body. He rolled her towards him finally and then leaned up over her on an elbow. He ran a finger down her cheek. "You have no idea how beautiful you are right now."

Kagome couldn't even begin to imagine how she looked. She'd ran for only God knew how long through a forest that she could barely see. She'd been chased, attacked and fucked within an inch of her life it felt like. "I know I'm a mess." She corrected him.

His lips twitched. She would never be a mess to him. And then his expression sobered. "Why didn't you purify me, Kagome?"

"I didn't want to hurt you." She would never do that to him. She'd had enough spiritual energy left on the first attack. She could have knocked him out for days—but even her soul knew the truth. She didn't want to hurt him. It was going to take her a few days to fully recharge, maybe.

"You wouldn't have." That was a lie. It would have hurt like a bitch. He sat up and then looked her over slowly, looking for signs of injury. She had a few scrapes and bruises, but nothing the days wouldn't heal. Her hips were red in places, no doubt from where he'd held onto her. She might bruise there later. He shook his head to himself. The worst to heal was going to be his Mark. She didn't have healing abilities of Demons. "Lift your arms."

Kagome let him tug the remnants of her shirt over her head and then her pants down her legs. She wasn't ashamed of her body or shy, even, but it was different when they were out in the open. She wrapped her arms around her breasts. "I'm ok, Kouga. I promise." Sore in places—but she was ok.

"Don't hide your body from me." Kouga said and gently took her hands, pulling her arms out from her body. "We're alone." He'd kill any male who stepped foot within miles of his Mate right now. He stood up and then picked her up in his arms.

"What are you doing?" Kagome wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he took off at a slow run. It amazed her that he could run so silently. She never once heard a footstep or the crunch of a leaf or the snap of a twig beneath his bare feet. She looked up at the sky as he took them deeper into the forest. Through the overhead trees she could see the moon and stars peeking through. It was still dark—the night was a whole different world.

She turned her head when he slowly suddenly and her mouth dropped open at the sparkling crystal lake. The water barely moved. The lake was just out in the open from the forest and the moonlight cast its reflection on the surface.

Kouga didn't let her down until he was thigh deep. Her body slid down slowly until the water licked at her knees. "Come on." He took her hand and guided her out further.

The water was cool against her skin, licking at her stomach and then her ribcage. She was silent as he took her hands one at a time, rubbing them between his in the water. His hands moved over her arms, and she saw the dirt that slowly rolled off through the trails of water. He was gentle when he reached the curve of her shoulder. The cool water was a relief against the heated skin there. He dipped himself in the water, disappearing for a split second before he was coming right back up, his hands smoothing his wet hair back from his face.

"This is beautiful, Kouga." It really was a whole different world at night. The water was so still and serene and with the stars glittering overhead, it was the perfect place. It was the perfect night. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders again and sank into him. "How do you always know what to do?"

"Because I'm always right." Kouga grinned and wrapped his arms around her waist, his fingers trailing wet circles over her upper back.

"I wouldn't say that." She arched an eyebrow.

"But I am." He leaned down and kissed her softly, rubbing his lips against hers before giving them a brief lick.

Her tongue slid over lips. She could just taste…just barely…

His hands lowered, smoothing over her back and then over her ass before he was cupping the back of her thighs. He lifted her until her legs were wrapping around his waist, the water dripping off her body. That simmer in her stomach slowly turned into a boil and Kagome could feel her body growing hot. He was already hard she realized, his cock a hot brand against her stomach. "There's been a few instances when you've been wrong." She whispered, her voice more breathless than she realized.

Kouga slowly started towards the shoreline with her in his arms. "Name one."

"Little Red Riding Hood."

The water lapped his thighs and then his knees. "I wasn't wrong. I've heard you tell that story plenty of times." He murmured and then slowly lowered her to the ground once they were out of the water.

Kagome shook her head as Kouga followed, crawling up her body until his arms were on either side of her head. Cushioned between the ground and his body, she shook her head again. "You said you didn't know it." The slow burn was moving through her body again, settling between her thighs. Her eyes slid closed as he kissed her softly, his tongue playing on her lips until she opened for him. God help her, that taste was there again. It was melting against her tongue.

She moaned softly; this time she wasn't fighting what was building inside of her. She accepted it. She accepted the kiss he gave, the gentle thrust of his tongue. She followed the slow retreat and opened every time he came back. There was none of the quick aggression of before—this was slow and easy.

Her head fell back when his lips trailed downward over her chin and then her neck with a soft "Hmm" in response to her words. He pressed a kiss against her throbbing pulse before kissing her collarbone.

Her fingers moved through his damn hair and Kouga gave a low growl of approval between her breasts. She felt the shrug he gave. "Don't know it as well as you."

"I wasn't wrong when I said all night, was I?" Her lids lifted when she felt those kisses move over her ribcage, tracing each bone from left to right and back again. Her hips moved when he kissed her belly button. "How did it go again? What sharp teeth you have…?" His words were a hot breath of air against one hip. "Kagome?"

She jumped a little at the stinging nip of sharp teeth against her skin. "What sharp teeth you have. That's right." She agreed breathlessly. She felt him move towards her other hipbone—another soft kiss. His hands cupped her hips for a moment before his palms were sliding down the sides of her thighs. His hands moved further, moving down her legs until he was circling each ankle, and then sliding back upward until he was gripping the back of her thighs.

He kissed her stomach again. "All the better to eat you with, right?" He questioned.

Kagome nodded wordlessly. Was he really asking her how the story went now?

"That reminds me…" His grip tightened around the back of her thighs. He pushed her thighs apart. "I never finished what I started that morning."

Kagome leaned up on her elbows, lust glistening in her eyes, confusion at his words. "What are you—" A breathy whisper that ended on a gasp as he licked her. Her head fell back, her eyes sliding closed all over again.

Kouga pushed her thighs upward and leaned into her, his tongue sliding over the wetness between her thighs. Her gasp was music to his ears and her taste was divine. He gave another growl when he felt the twist of her hands in his hair—yes. Touch him. Pull him. Push him. Anything but push him away. He thrust his tongue inside her and slid his hands around to grip her ass cheeks. He hauled her hips up against him and buried his face between her thighs.

He was starving.

She couldn't stop the breathy moan that escaped her lips. It curled her toes with the heat that every thrust of his tongue brought. He was fucking her with his tongue just like he had his body. In and out, licking, sucking. She nearly lost it when he growled against her because the vibration went deep. Her elbows sank out from beneath her when he moved upward by inches and latched onto the tiny little pearl of skin and sensation; her back arched and she fell flat on her back. He sucked it like a newborn while flicking his tongue against it all the same.

She wanted him inside her. Now. This very second.

"Stop." Kagome panted out and pulled at his hair roughly. "Get up here."

Kouga took her hands and shoved them down on the ground on either side of her hips and held them there. He never lifted his head.

Oh my God. Her fingers curled in the grass; she could feel the strength that each wrist, holding her hands immobile against the ground. She couldn't stop him. She couldn't touch him. She couldn't hold him. She couldn't push him away or pull him closer. Complete overload of sensation.

"Kouga, please…" She couldn't even finish the sentence.

Kouga growled following the words, knowing exactly what she wanted—exactly what she was begging for. He wasn't stopping until she came against his lips. He opened his eyes, watching as her hips moved, her stomach undulated, as her breasts rose and fell. He couldn't see her face, but he could hear every beautiful cry she gave.

He rose up onto his knees and jerked her hips upward until her lower body left the ground completely, until her legs were dangling on either side of his shoulders. He opened his mouth wide over her and thrust his tongue as deep as it could go. YES. He felt the way her thighs tensed and heard the muffled sob she gave—she was coming, flooding his lips and tongue with the sweetest release ever.

She hadn't even come down from the orgasm when Kagome felt him crawling up over. Her body was still rippling on the inside when he suddenly thrust into her body. Her back bowed and she cried out again. One of his hands was gripping the back of right thigh while his other hand was fisting claws against the ground beside of her head. He buried his face against her neck as he took her, thrusting hot and heavy.

Kouga was going insane at the tight feeling of her body gripping his. Releasing him every time he pulled back, sucking him back every time he thrust. Mating Heat was strong. That Heat was going to die in between, but when it came back, he knew he was going to be inside her with just as much intensity. Just like now. It was why he was up and rearing to go not long after the first orgasm; it was why she accepted so soon again. He'd told her what happened in the throes of a Mating and he hadn't lied. Their pup was in good hands—the Pack knew exactly what was happening if he and Kagome didn't come back.

All night. That's what he'd said.

And they still had all night.

They were going to go all night.

Every hour.

He didn't doubt that she could take it because she had no choice but to take it like she was taking him now.

His claws left marks on the ground beside her head. He muttered something unintelligible against her neck and then reared up on his on his arms. He let go of her thigh to plant both hands on either side of her shoulders. "Open your eyes." He bit the words as his hips moved roughly.

Her eyes flew open, and Kagome found him staring down at her. His eyes were that same shade of blue, burning just like before. Each thrust jolted her, slamming his thighs against the back of hers. She felt how her body gave for every thrust—he stretched her, forcing her to take every hard inch. The next thrust had her nails digging into his back and he gave a low hiss.

"Yes. Mark me with your body, Kagome." Kouga snarled the words out from the sweet pain of her nails digging into his back.

It hadn't been intentional; it was reactional.

She could feel her eyes closing again.

Kouga shook his head as his hips increased in tempo. A drop of sweat rolled down his brow. He shook his head. "Don't you dare close your eyes. Look at me."

Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap.

There was no pause and there was no in-between. Her human body wasn't meant for the rough long-term of Wolf Demon mating. It was on-going. It was steady.

Kouga never once let her break eye contact with him. He wanted to look into her eyes when she was coming—he wanted to see the pleasure cross her face. He wanted to see her when he Knotted her. He never changed position; he stayed with his arms stretched on either side of her shoulders as he took her.

Sweat rolled down his chest and he growled again, his lips twisting so that a fang peeked out on the right side.

She could rest when it was over. Her body could and would heal once the Mating Heat was gone from them both, Kouga knew. Not even her body would allow her to rest until it was gone from them both.

But Gods, he loved that she was taking him like she was. So open. So ready. So hot and wet. His pupils shrank into nearly nothing when her body tightened around his.

She was coming.

She was coming.

His fingers curled at the convulsions baring down on his cock and he thrust once more before holding still. His chest moved up and down roughly as he stared down at her, watching the way her expression twisted so beautifully. He held still because he wanted to feel every fucking choking grip on his body. It took everything he had to stay still, to not continue thrusting to his own release. By the time that last convulsion of muscles wore on him, his canines were bared.

His cock pulsed.

An animalistic growl forced its way from his chest and into his throat and then through his lips. He was moving again, his hips thrusting hard and fast. He fell against her, his face against her neck. It was rushing through him in seconds, his balls drawing up unbearable tight. His cock swelled at the base, the Knot forming, and he felt the way it forced past the tight opening of her body and held there as his seed rushed, spewing inside her for minutes on end. Release. Stop. Pulse. Another jet of semen. Repeat.

Kagome's arms surrounded him, wrapping around his shoulders, holding his shaking body against hers.

Reiko and Ayame stopped at the edge of the forest, right beneath the trees. The forest itself was silent, not even a breath of movement. No birds, no deer, not even a single cricket. It was as if the night itself knew the importance of the human and the Wolf Demon across the clearing. The Wolf held his precious human Mate against his side as she slept, safe in his naked arms.

"Do you think she'll be alright…?" Ayame asked.

Reiko nodded. "Eventually."

They knew exactly what had happened across the field. It was heavy in the air, and it was still strong—the night was just beginning for those two.

That human was strong, especially to endure Mating Heat, Reiko and Ayame both knew that. She may be human, but it wouldn't surprise him if her soul was just as bit of a Wolf as theirs. He placed the blanket in Ayame's arms and watched as she cautiously approached the two across the field. Even from the distance he could see how Kouga watched Ayame's every move—his Demon only cared for one thing and one thing only during Mating Heat. And that was the female asleep in his arms.

He watched as Ayame placed the folded blanket a few feet from Kouga and then slowly walked away. The blanket was more for Kagome's benefit than Kouga's. He and Ayame had both agreed that it would be best if Ayame was the one to deliver. Reiko didn't doubt that if he so much as stepped foot in that clearing, Kouga would rip into him. Kouga knew he wasn't a threat—but his demon side wouldn't allow any other male near his Mate during Mating Heat.

He smiled and wrapped an arm around Ayame's shoulders.

"What are you smiling about?" Ayame asked.

Reiko didn't answer as he disappeared into the forest with her.

He was smiling because he knew Kouga was coming for him next. After all, he'd taken something from Kouga not too long ago that belonged to him.