“Let me go!”
She screamed at the top of her lungs as he pulled at her hair sharply. Breaking a few strands from their roots; she was dragged unceremoniously through the rough forest floor. Her clothes were tearing up as was her skin but the merciless being gave no heed to it; so she screamed again. Suddenly she was pulled on her feet as a slap moved her head to the side, made her seeing stars for a minute or two.
When her head stopped spinning they were already crossing the palace gate. By then the left side of her face and eye had swollen up, at least her nose was not broken like last time. It was already night so there were not many servants working in the hallways and whoever was there it was almost a daily occurrence for them, a free show. They continued to do their duties, giving it no mind; she was only human.
She had tried to run again, this time had even been able to successfully cross the barrier around the palace and into the forest surrounding it, undetected. Somehow she had learnt to mask her scent; it took him almost two hours to finally catch her. It might have been her exhaustion of running for so long that her control slipped over the little spell she weaved. Her stealthiness reaching to new heights as was his ire, he tightened his hold on her hair, making her whimper a little bit more.
He opened the shoji screen of his… no their bed chamber as she was flung onto the futon. She fell as the soft bedding cushioned her fall; a mess with torn clothes, twigs sticking out from her hair, while over her skin dirt, sweat and blood lingered. As she tried to sit up straight, a clawed hand pushed her face back down; she could not breathe so she started to pull at the sheets.
“Do you know how much angry this one is right now? He can eat you raw or one of your friends.” As her body stilled at his threat, Sesshomaru suggested, “Do you want it to be the kitsune first? This one can devour him whole without chewing.” As the smell of fear started to emanate from her, he smiled darkly and loosened his hold from her head. Slowly combing his fingers through her dirty locks, he ran his hand on her clothed back and down until he came at the hem of her kimono before pulling it up over her hips; baring her ass.
Kagome started to struggle anew, knowing what he was thinking to do next. She tried to crawl away from him but he dragged her back by her leg then gave a bruising pinch on her naked cheek.
“In six months you have still not learnt how it is the right of a mated male to touch his female whenever he wishes, however he wishes.” He pushed a finger inside of her as he pulled his hamaka down, before climbing on top of her, putting all of his physical weight on her petite form. He growled lightly as he felt her warm core against his cock. His anger led him to get frustrated and a good rut was in order. And though his mate was not happy to participate in this, the lord of the west never needed her consent.
As he started to rip her clothing from her fatigued body, Kagome sobbed, “Please Sesshomaru… no… not today… I will not do it again I promise, I will not run from you again... please don’t do it, please I beg of… NO…!!!!” And with one brutal thrust he was inside of her and without giving her time to adjust, he pounded in her dry core.
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Her ordeal continued for hours before he was fully satisfied; almost half of the night had passed by then. At one point her crying had stopped, along with her protests. Sesshomaru still laid on top of her unmoving form, knotted deep inside, glowing in the afterglow of his three powerful releases.
“If you could be a little bit more cooperative, this Sesshomaru is not all that bad.” Sesshomaru said licking the oozing blood from the fresh bite mark on her neck. ‘Delicious’, he thought as he sucked her reiki charged blood a bit more. Though she was a very powerful miko, she was still untrained and due to their mating her powers had no effect on him anymore. “If you can let this one, he can make your life so much better and enjoyable,” he moved his hips suddenly, earning a whimper of pain from her. “As this one can give you all the pleasure that this world can offer; he can even make you forget about the half-breed.”
“Never!” Kagome replied with disdain lashing through her words, “Try all you might, you can never surpass him in anything; you never had before and you never will!”
Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes as he pulled out of her none too gently then roughly pushed her off of the futon, turning himself to face the opposite direction.
“Sleep now mate,” He spat out the word mate as an insult; no youkai treated their mates like the way she was getting treated and they both knew it. “Tomorrow will be a new day.” And he would make it worse for her, he promised to himself.
He fell into a deep slumber afterwards as Kagome curled on the hard ground; her naked, abused body shivering from exhaustion and cold but sleep had eluded her. She wanted death to claim her instead, ending her misery for once and for all.
She stared unblinkingly at the blank wall before her, trying to picture a future that could never be, happiness that could never knock at her door. What her life could have been if he had not come into the picture. He had never really been in the picture; it was only her and her hanyou.
And six months ago she was supposed to get married and mated to Inuyasha but then he abducted her.
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