Kagome’s eyes went round as saucers as Sesshoumaru swept toward them, his golden gaze narrowed and searing. If she weren’t so stunned, the absurdity of being accosted mid-rut might have registered—but as it was, all she could do was numbly stare at the force of scintillating hostility that was barreling down upon them. Beneath her and within her, Inuyasha remained rigid, so frozen that he didn’t even react when Sesshoumaru snatched her by the arm. Yanking her off her husband’s cock, the Western Lord deposited her on the ground at his booted feet in a messy, gaping sprawl.

Kagome yelped as his claws dug into her just below the shoulder, but Sesshoumaru’s glare was riveted on his younger brother. “Your woman presented herself to me this day,” he bit out, the words ‘your woman’ darkly edged as he released her so abruptly that her hands flew forward to keep her from face-planting in the grass. “Such a brazen display.” His eyes scored hotly over her flushed heaving breasts, her nipples standing stiff beneath the palms that clapped belatedly to them. “Even an idiot can see that she is in desperate want of discipline—is she not, little brother?”

Kagome’s panicked gaze darted to her husband. Fangs still bared, Inuyasha stared venomously at Sesshoumaru, his flexed claws lancing into the earth. Every muscle was ridged and strained, as if he were suspended on the bleeding edge of lunging for his elder sibling and ripping the condescending smirk off his face. The hanyou scarcely seemed to breathe as the tense seconds stretched on, an unspoken battle of wills ensuing between the two glaring males.

Leaves rustled in the demonic breeze. Glittering motes of dust swirled the air.

Then, Kagome heard the sound of swords thudding to the grass. Her head whipped around, her jaw unhinging at the sight of Sesshoumaru reaching for the fastenings of his armor.

“Shall I give it to her, then?” the daiyoukai asked coolly, rhetorically, as he cast the heavy plates of metal from him. “The firm hand this wanton bitch needs?”

Kagome’s face went beet red. She’d never been so insulted in her entire life! Yet despite Sesshoumaru’s vicious slut-shaming—or dear gods, maybe even because of it—lust coiled hot and tight in her belly like never before. The same dark, primal shift was occurring in the youki-laden atmosphere that surrounded her. Kagome’s trembling thighs clenched outright at the feral glint that lit the demon lord’s mirrored eyes, as Inuyasha’s ears fell in unmistakable submission.

Her husband wasn’t going to fight for her honor. He wasn’t going to defend her from Sesshoumaru in the slightest.

“Yes, Aniue,” the hanyou thickly said, as though the words were being wrenched from him.

Kagome’s jaw dropped again. Aniue?! Had hell frozen over while she wasn’t looking? But she didn’t have the luxury to contemplate this paradigm shift.

A swift and terrible exhilaration descended upon her as Sesshoumaru forced her over onto her hands and knees by the nape. Tears pricked her eyes at the sharp twist of his claws in her hair. The line between fantasy and reality dimmed and blurred. Kagome’s stomach roiled with desire and fear and adrenaline, the gravity of the situation finally setting in—

She was going to be fucked by Inuyasha’s demon of a brother.

The impulse to break and run clamored through her, but even if she really wanted to, Kagome knew it was useless. It would be like trying to outrun the wind. Helplessly, she whimpered. Her eyes sought her husband’s, but he wasn’t looking at her so much as he was looking at what Sesshoumaru was doing to her, as he bent her body toward the ground.

“Wait!” she cried out, wriggling futilely beneath the overwhelming pressure of his claws and youki. “Sesshoumaru, wait. Maybe we shouldn’t—”

The clawed hand not wedged between her shoulder blades fastened to her protesting mouth, his fingers muzzling her with a brusque, inward thrust. Kagome’s eyes flared as she choked and spluttered around them.

“Clearly, your woman questions her place, Inuyasha,” the demon lord said stonily as he shaped her steeply down and split her legs wide open with his silk-clad knee. “Do you question it?”

“No,” Inuyasha grit hoarsely out.

Kagome’s throat went dry. With the half of her face that wasn’t presently smushed to the grass, she saw her husband’s cock visibly harden in response to Sesshoumaru’s callous manhandling of her. The sight sent a frission of arousal streaking straight to her exposed, throbbing sex. Her spine held its supplicating curve even as Sesshoumaru’s grip detached from it, his cool hand sliding around and under her to knead at her heavy breasts. Her moans muffled against his buried fingers. Her sharp whine smothered when he gave her nipple a quick, harsh pinch.

Alarmed by her own traitorous reactions, she looked in hazy distress to her husband. Inuyasha’s chest was tight, his breathing a little labored. But his eyes were as glazed with want as her own. From the standing beam of his cock, a bead of precum tantalizingly glittered.

“Ah!” Kagome gasped loudly and shamelessly as Sesshoumaru withdrew from her lips and pinched her again. “P-please! No more…”

The slick fingers that had been inside her only seconds ago trailed wetly down her throat to soothe at her hot puckered flesh. Her nipples remained greedily erect as he continued to ravage them, with an air of pent-up aggression that Kagome could only wildly and lustfully attribute to their heated encounter from earlier that day.

Near the base of her neck, her mating mark seemed to burn in reprimand. Yes, she had been terribly wayward—she realized that now. She understood how badly she needed to be disciplined for it, as he rolled her breast in his bruising grip. How deprived she had been of such discipline, as each scratch of his claws jolted through her needy core. The idea had her hips rocking back against him in contrition, seeking relief in the punitive press of his cock.

She yawned for it, yearned for it. To be taught her proper place in the pack. In this shared desire, she met her husband’s hooded stare.

“I’m sorry,” she whimpered to Sesshoumaru, wetness dribbling in a hot trickle down her inner folds. “I’m sorry, I…please…please, just…”

Lightheaded with need, she raised her hips to him again in wordless appeal. Dazed as she was, she thought she heard an answering whisper of silk. When a truly monstrous column of flesh crushed against the cleft in her cheeks, Kagome flinched away with a start. Her muddled mind cleared in an instant. Was that his forearm?

“It seems she is beginning to understand,” Sesshoumaru said to his riveted brother as he seized her hips and hauled her back against him. A choked cry broke from her lips as the huge head of his erection breached her gushing slit. “How tight she is—it’s a good thing you loosened her for me, first.”

Kagome’s thighs tensed, her stomach lurched. Gritting her teeth through the sudden shock of her orgasm, she clamped madly around him as he pistoned into her with a snarl. Between the crude words he was saying and the ruthless invasion of his demonic cock, it was almost more than she could bear—almost. If she’d had any doubt remaining as to who the sex toy was in this scenario, that doubt was fast evaporating. More so than thrusting himself into her, it was as if Sesshoumaru was thrusting her onto him. Using her like an object, like a juicy piece of meat he’d just happened to appropriate from his younger brother. Never addressing her directly, but speaking to her mate instead.

A part of her was indignant at this barbaric treatment, but mostly she was perversely amazed by it: the raw carnality of Sesshoumaru indulging in his alpha privilege. Kagome shivered at the baseness of it, surrendered herself to the pure physical thrill of being no more than a conduit for his own selfish gratification—and for that of her husband, who was now stroking himself openly and eagerly to the sight of her being so fiercely plundered. Stretched senseless and filled to the womb, Kagome groaned as her battered sex convulsed around Sesshoumaru again, her second climax washing over her in muted waves.

“Yes…oh gods yes…” she sobbed, tears of ecstasy, of gratitude, streaming down her cheeks. For Inuyasha. For Sesshoumaru. For whatever cosmic forces had conspired to bestow her with this otherworldly reaming. “…thank you…”

Distantly, she felt the thick rod of flesh inside her still. Without unsheathing himself from her, Sesshoumaru lifted her up against him. Kagome let out a small ‘eep’ as her knees hit the ground again—and Inuyasha caught her in his lap.

“Pleasure your mate,” the demon lord commanded her huskily, as he resumed a slower, steadier version of his ramming circuit within her.

Kagome blinked back at him in surprise. It was the first time he had spoken directly to her.

Returning her attention to her husband, she sank to her elbows between his skewed legs. Holding his misted gaze all the while, she used both of her hands to guide his veined, torrid hardness into her mouth. His lips parted as hers closed around him, the tapered curve of his fangs provocatively enlarged. Lengthened claws fisted in her hair as she sucked him to the rhythm of the pounding she herself was receiving. Sesshoumaru controlled the pace entirely, Kagome deepening and accelerating her motions over Inuyasha as his brother did the same to her. The passages of her mouth and cunt strained beneath this dual onslaught, both cocks within her perilously swelling as she felt herself teetering on the verge once again.

But her human body was woefully overtaxed. Tremors wracked through her as her weary muscles struggled to maintain the tension—the beleaguered walls of her inner channel most of all. Inuyasha growled at her strangled moan of frustration, pleasurable though it was around his deep-throated shaft. Kagome continued to hum in despair. The last thing she wanted was to dampen his enjoyment with her own thwarted release. Gods knew she’d had more than her fair share already, but Sesshoumaru’s wicked sex just felt entirely too good in her own.

And so she could have sobbed all over again in relief when she felt a skimming touch against her clit, the deft pads of his fingers teasing at the tight bundle of nerves that was dripping wet from the weeping and pumping of her core. In record time, she was hurtling toward release over that frictionless course, throttling at both ends as Sesshoumaru stoked her to staggering completion. Her eyes squeezed shut upon it, the twin vises of her throat and sex closing snugly around the cocks that surged inside her.

As the riot of sensation dragged him over at last, Inuyasha rasped to Sesshoumaru, “Finish in her.”

Kagome startled at this request. Judging by the bite of his clawtips into her hips, Sesshoumaru did as well. A second wind seemed to possess him as he possessed her, driving into her with the same sort of untapped ferocity he had unleashed on her poor victimized chest. Too distracted by the effort of swallowing down Inuyasha’s unprecedented load to ponder too much over it, Kagome focused on breathing through her nose instead—thanking the gods for birth control and saying a quick prayer that Sesshoumaru wouldn’t split her in half with the savage way he was going at her.

Still it was all she could do not to gag on her screams when he crashed hard against her cervix. Current after scalding current of demonic seed pulsed into the depths of her defenseless center. A low, spine-tingling roar of satisfaction reverberated through her and Inuyasha both. Potent and raw, youki sizzled within her—a painless, but indescribably strange, sensation. As it dulled, the stinging hotness of her chafed ass and thighs rose to eclipse it. When at last Sesshoumaru finally softened and withdrew from her, the overwrought miko let her husband’s equally-spent cock tumble from her lips.

“…Kagome,” Inuyasha murmured.

The gaze of pure love and adoration he was beaming down at her set her heart alight as he pulled her to him and sealed his panting mouth to hers. Boneless, Kagome melted into him, her fingers combing through the silky tousle of his hair as she kissed him back on a sigh. As strange as it was considering what had just transpired, Kagome had forgotten for a moment that Sesshoumaru was even there—until the clink of his armor locking into place drew her and Inuyasha’s attention to him.

Sliding Tenseiga and Bakusaiga into place at his hip, Sesshoumaru regarded them in turn. His cool amber eyes were as unreadable as ever. Irrationally, Kagome blushed in embarrassment. Somehow, seeing him standing there perfectly composed while she and Inuyasha were still stark-naked and sex-mussed made her want to squirm. As his fur re-settled around his right shoulder, Sesshoumaru strode forward, as if to step straight past them, like any other obstacle in his path—before he knelt swiftly down instead, and grasping Kagome by the collar, steered her face upward and slanted his lips full across hers.

In a single broad swipe, he claimed the breadth of her mouth, his rough tongue parting from hers with a slow, gleaning scrape. Eyes wide, Kagome stared up at him as he straightened from her. Red-faced and gaping, Inuyasha was similarly speechless—though whether more from shock or anger, Kagome couldn’t say. It was entirely possible a capillary or two had burst in his brain. Sparing them both a slight, enigmatic smile, Sesshoumaru flicked an errant lock of his hair over his shoulder and continued on.

“…Until next time,” he said, vanishing into the twilit woods.

“What…what the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Inuyasha spluttered after him, paling a little as he recovered from his stupor at last. “…Next time?”

“I think,” Kagome managed weakly, threading her twitching fingers through his own, “…we’re both his sex toys now.”

As Inuyasha glanced anxiously at her, she worried her teeth over her still-tingling lower lip, and dared to wonder what the fantasies of an alpha male might be…

 

 

 

the end!

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Inuyasha © Rumiko Takahashi

…or is it? 😉 Lol, who knows. Had a lot of fun with this story – maybe I’ll write a follow-up someday! 😊

Hope you enjoyed this smutty mini-series!! Likes/comments greatly appreciated, as always 💕

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