Thunder boomed on high, a tepid breeze stirring the air around her. As lightning split the sky and the scent of ozone suffused her senses, Kagome curled down at the base of her husband’s grave and drew his red robe over her with a whimper. She had been wrong. There was nothing here for her,
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SessKag Series: The Pact, Part 27 (Explicit)
Sesshoumaru knelt down. His claws curved firmly around her nape. “No more outbursts.” Kagome nodded. Releasing his hakama, she latched to the front of his haori instead. Sesshoumaru considered her a moment longer, before gathering her to him, blanket and all. Blinking her watery eyes to clear them, Kagome relaxed in his hold. Her panic
SessKag Series: The Pact, Part 26
Back inside the hut, Kagome stripped off her ruined yukata, balled it up and pitched it angrily into the hearth. As the flames licked at the pretty floral fabric, she shrugged into a spare robe with a scowl. The sleeping yukata was plain and rather skimpy, but the idea of wearing her miko attire under
Two’s Company, Three’s a Party!
Ahh it’s safe to say that I’ve had threesome fics on the brain recently since I started writing Pack Privilege! Honestly, I’m surprised it hasn’t occurred to my dirty mind to travel down this road before. Because the only thing better than getting banged by one hot bishounen is getting banged by two, amirite? 😈
SessKag Series: Control, Part 18
Bent low over Jiro’s back, Kagome clung to his neck as much as his reins, her lungs striving for air against the crushing weight of her anguish. Her eyes bleared, blood trickling down from her raw, busted knuckles and sealing her clenched fingers shut. The road before her obscured as Jiro raced on at her
SessKag Series: Control, Part 17
Kagome reeled, scarcely managing to reach the river’s edge before a torrent of scalding bile ripped up through her throat. Her nose seared. Her eyes streamed as she retched out the dregs of her empty stomach into the muddy current below. Frigid brown water soaked through the knees of her hakama, her quaking arms straining
SessKag Series: Control, Part 16
It was well past dawn when Kagome awoke, her eyes crusted and body aching from the cramped position she’d passed out in last night. Lying partway on her stomach, she dragged her pruny fingers out from the sticky seam of her thighs, a grimace pulling at her lips at the sensation. With a groan, she
SessKag Series: Control, Part 15 (Explicit)
Kagome tore through the forest in blind desperation, sheer adrenaline fueling her as she crashed through the brush and branches that attempted to ensnare her. Her yukata snagged and ripped, her hair and skin as well. As the night wind lashed against her, she raced back toward the castle as fast as her tripping feet
SessKag Series: The Pact, Part 25 (Explicit)
Kagome found her still-damp yukata hanging in the branch of a nearby tree. Snatching it down, she stalked toward the stream that lay at the edge of the abandoned village. Her jaw clenched as Sesshoumaru’s last words to her replayed in her head. What he could have meant by them filled her with furious suspicion.