A Smell So Sweet by BelovedStranger

Dark Desires II

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I promised Stella to make another hard core lemon between these two so I hope you all enjoy more dark passion with a vampire. I plan on making a third continuation. Spice description at the end.

Spicy prompt: Cardamom

Kagome had woken to her dark lover’s caress, need for this man who was not wholly so, but she didn’t care what he was just as long as he continued touching her, showing her the delights only he was capable of calling forth. He had encouraged her to take his flesh deep inside her mouth, and she had been too eager to comply.

She had wanted to taste his large cock ever since he had masturbated before her, spilling his seed on her stomach. He had tasted of dark spices, his flesh soft yet hard while she manipulated him with her mouth, sliding her lips up and down his pulsing erection while her tongue tortured him with lazy licks along the tip of his shaft and just below the head.

He had been on his back, thrusting his hips into her waiting hot cavern, groaning, and clutching at her hair, cupping the back of her hair to force her to take more of him. She had loved watching him go wild beneath her, responding to her every touch that her womb had clenched at every sound he had made, her sex dripping.

As if he had been aware of her aroused state, his fingers had left her hair to stroke her from behind, sliding long, elegant fingers through her cream. “You’re wet. You get turned on by sucking me, don’t you, aijin?” His voice had been guttural, husky with his need which only enflamed her more. Her core quivered and he felt it. He laughed a sexy, low timber, grabbed her head with both hands again, cradling her mouth to his erection before turning them over, until he was fucking her mouth, forcing her to take him deep into her throat at every thrust.

“Take me, take all I have to give you,” he had rasped, going wild and she had loved it.

When he had reached his peak, climaxing with a loud, masculine cry of ecstasy, he held her steady while his seed shot down her throat, until he had finally pulled out of her mouth with a groan because she had playfully swirled her tongue around the tip. She had only a small taste of his salty, thick semen as he had been deep inside her throat when he had released. She was slightly disappointed and vowed to have a more satisfactory taste during their…association.

Then he had kissed her, tasting himself on her tongue, but not caring. “God, you act like you couldn’t get enough of my cock.” She was unable to answer as his tongue speared once more into her mouth, disorienting her while she responded with wild abandon. He didn’t seem to care that he tasted himself.

That had been a short while ago. Now she was lying on her stomach on the bed while Sesshomaru messaged musky scented oil into her back and shoulders. It smelled slightly of spices and she had asked him about it.

She felt him lean over her naked back to whisper in her ear. “It has cardamom amongst other scents, but this spice will help prepare you for what’s to come.” 

She had shivered at the dark promise in his words. “And what might that be?”

Her body had had time to come down from its high while she had pleasured him with her mouth as he had not attempted to assuage her ache. He had told her postponing gratification will make the orgasm bigger and last longer, and she had moaned with longing. He was going to kill her with pleasure, she was sure of it.

“It promotes sexual appetites, aijin, and I will make sure this next experience is pleasurable for you.” His hands continued to knead the oil into her loose muscles while he spoke. Then he leaned in and kissed her shoulder blades before trailing his tongue along the vertebrae of her spine, until he was kissing the two indents above her ass. 

“I am going to make you scream for release,” he told her, biting at the globes of her ass, and she squirmed in response. The prick of his sharp fangs reminded her of the ecstasy of his bite.

Then he turned her over, picked her up in strong, capable arms, and walked her naked to the wall with the whips, canes, and floggers. He lowered her right in front of the pair of cuffs she has seen upon her arrival, and she shivered, not from fear but anticipation, at the implication they represented.

He nuzzled her neck from behind and rumbled in her ear. “Do you desire this?”

She was oddly touched that he would ask instead of assume as she was aware such play would be daunting to some, but not to her. She wanted this, her blood raced through her veins at the thought of being helpless while he tortured her with pleasure and perhaps a little pain that would only add to her sexual enjoyment.

Her voice was slightly breathless when she answered. “Yes.”

With a hand on her left cheek, he encouraged her to turn her head so that he could kiss her deeply, a sensual dance, a promise for more pleasure to come.

She felt him grip her hips, squeezing gently. “Lift your arms,” he ordered her when he raised his lips from hers, his breath whispering over her plump mouth.

She trembled in anticipation, her aroused body begging for him to touch her, to drive her wild until she came apart. She did as he bade and lifted her hands. Goosebumps appeared on her arms in the wake of his fingers as he stroked up along them to her wrists and leisurely shackled her to the wall.

Suddenly he pressed her bodily into the wall, yanked her hair back, and dominated her mouth, before releasing her and stepping back. Kagome instantly felt bereft without his warmth.

She saw him out of the corner of her right eye, so she turned to watch him raise his hand to the wall and graze his hand over what hung there: the whips and floggers and canes. She shivered in anticipation. She saw him pick up a flogger and turned to smile that wicked curling of his lips, flashing fang as he again walked behind her out of her line of sight.

“Do you know what this is?” he breathed in her ear, not touching her except for the tickling sensation of multiple straps, the flogger.

“Yes,” she said hoarsely, so turned on by the drawn out moment.

“Have you done this before, aijin?” He was teasing her with the strands as he spoke, and she clenched her hands as need further fogged her mind. The waiting was a type of pleasure of its own, the anticipation of the act.

She shook her head. She hadn’t, never thought she could be this wild, but he brought out the animal in her, and she wanted this, needed it.

He growled, kissed her temple almost tenderly, before she felt him move away from her. She wasn’t sure what she was expecting until she heard a slight ‘whooshing’ noise then a slight sting across her shoulder blades, before another gentle stinging strike followed by yet another all in the exact same spot.

A buildup of endorphins created by her body caused by each gentle strike to turn from a slight sting to intense pleasure, and she moaned and wiggled against her bonds. The next strike landed at the middle of her back and the same erotic torture continued until she was panting, her folds soaked with her cream as she wiggled and trembled helplessly. She had no idea how long he kept up this erotic play, but when she felt her body start a familiar climb towards release she tensed in anticipation, waiting for the explosion to take over, but it never happened.

Sesshomaru seemed to know that she was close, and stopped. He stopped! She begged for him to continue. “Please! Oh, please…”

“Hush, I know just what you need.”

After she had calmed he started again, the pleasurable sting driving her wild. Her sex was so sensitive, yet he never once touched her there. She had no idea such an act could be so stimulating, but she mewled and begged for more.

Again she was close, so close! But another strike did not fall. Instead she felt his warm hand touch her trembling back in a gentle caress. She shook her head in denial, wanting release from the tightness of her body.

Sesshomaru was not unmoved by the act. His cock hung huge and aching between his widely spread legs as he gently applied the flogger to Kagome’s back, watching her growing excitement and obvious enjoyment of the act. He knew just how to strike, lifting his arm over his head and gently allowing his arm to fall repeatedly.

He could do this for hours, keeping her on the brink of ecstasy if he wished. Instead he came up behind her and stroked the slight redness of her back. No welts met his questing fingers, only smooth skin. He did not want to hurt her, only pleasure her by showing her a bit of pain can add to the experience.

“That’s a pretty sight,” he rasped, meaning the flush to her skin caused by his action. Semen leaked out of his cock, dribbling down the side as his balls became unbearably tight.

“Please….Sesshomaru…don’t stop, I need…” Kagome panted, begged. Her body was over sensitive and the touch of his hand on her back made her womb clench.

She felt him kiss and lick her back, and she thrashed against her bonds.

“Are you wet for me, aijin?”

“Yes, yes!” she cried because she could feel her juices flowing freely down her thighs.

Then she felt his fingers brush her sex so softly she almost didn’t feel his touch. She moved her hips knowing a firm stroke would finish her. “Oh God…please…”

She heard him chuckle darkly. “Please, what? Voice your desires, Kagome.”

“I need to come…please, now!”

Yet still he denied her, continued to stroke her gently, too gently, whispering wicked things in her ear. “Do you feel empty without me deep inside you? Does your sex cry out for the fullness of mine?”

Frustrated, she cursed, thrashing against her bonds, wiggling her hips. She just needed one good stroke, just one!

She didn’t even hear his amused chuckle but she did feel something hard brush her sex where his fingers had been, and she lost her ability to breath for long seconds. Kagome thought it was his cock, but it felt different, then it came to her and she groaned.

Sesshomaru rubbed the handle of the flogger against her wet folds, coating the tip in her wetness. “Do you feel it, Kagome? It’s an exact replica of my cock. Do you want it inside you?”

Beyond reasoning she panted yes over and over, needing the orgasm he had continuously denied her. Her body’s demands were almost painful. She almost choked on her next breath as the handle was forced inside her, hard and deep and she came and came, crying out his name in thankful bliss.

Sesshomaru yanked the handle out, dropping it on the floor, his breathing ragged as he watched the ningen woman orgasm so beautifully. More semen leaked out of his cock in a steady dribble. He was ready to come just by watching her.

When she started to calm, trembling boneless against the wall, Sesshomaru coated his fingers in his essence before reaching for her to circle his wet fingers around the puckered rim of her ass hole, preparing her. Then he thrust a finger inside her, forcing her to focus on him once more. He couldn’t wait much longer.

“Are you willing?” he growled out, thrusting his finger in and out so she understood his meaning.

Kagome froze as she felt a strange invasion in her ass, yet undeniably pleasurable. His words from before filtered back to her, sinfully erotic.

 “Well Kagome. I want to see this mouth wrap around my cock as I fuck it.” His hand moved down to stroke her throat. “And this throat to drink my seed.”  He forced her legs to spread when he pushed his knee between her thighs and a hand once again at her lower back to rub her jean clad core against his thigh. “As you will take my seed here.” Then his hand lowered to cup her buttocks. “And here.”  

Was she willing? Yes, with him she would do anything, taste every delight of the flesh he would teach her, share with her.

She nodded her head but he wasn’t satisfied.

“Tell me, Kagome, say the words.”

“Yes, fuck me.”

“Where?” He was merciless in his quest for a full confession of her dark desires.

“Fuck me in the ass.”

His breath gushed out of his lungs all at once at her words, semen once more dripping from the tip of his cock. He would not come, not yet, not until he tasted her fully, had her completely.

“Yes,” he groaned, pumping his cock with his hand, coating himself fully with his seed as a lubricant so as not to hurt her.

“You please me greatly, aijin. You are not the only one wet. My seed is covering me, coating me from tip to balls.”

Without further delay, he easedhis finger from her ass and placed his hands on her hips before pushing the tip of his erection against the tight skin of her ass, easing himself slowly inside her hot body.

Kagome could feel his hand on her hip slick with his seed, bringing truth to his words before she felt him enter her slowly. Never before had she thought such an act could be so erotic, but with him, he made every sexual act special, every moment memorable.

She felt closer to him in that moment then she had in any other sexual play they had previously performed. Never before had she had a man fuck her in such a way. She was afraid it may be painful, but how could she deny him, or herself?

He was a huge male, well endowed, and she was grateful for his precaution where she was concerned, lubricating himself to cause her minimum pain. When he was fully buried inside her, she felt a moment of wonder. It didn’t hurt. Well there was a slight discomfort, but there was pleasure, too, intense pleasure as he stroked against sensitive tissue as he withdrew just as slowly, intensely careful even though she could feel how much he desired her. He still thought of her comfort.

Sesshomaru held a tight rein on his desire, not wishing to hurt Kagome. He reached around her and cupped her breasts, fondling them and pinching her nipples.

“You are so beautiful, aijin. You feel so good, so tight and hot.”

He felt her begin to respond more to his thrusting hips and manipulating fingers. He continued at the same unhurried rhythm as if his balls weren’t screaming at him for release. He heard her panting breath, felt her body tremble against his. Then one hand ventured further down to stroke her sex, finding her wet and dripping for him.

“You’re wet, aijin. Are you enjoying this as much as I am?” he whispered hoarsely in her ear, his voice all but lost to him now in his raging lust.

“Yes, Sesshomaru…Please…harder…”

She needed him to fuck her harder. She never knew how sensitive her ass could be. She felt herself again reaching for the end, an orgasm that would once more take her to the realm of intense pleasure.

She thrust back into him, trying to take more of him, and he obliged her, growling in her ear as he increased the tempo. They came together in a shattering climax, crying out each other’s name. Sesshomaru unloaded an impossible amount of semen inside her. It had nowhere to go as it gushed out of Kagome, dripping down both of their thighs in warm waves.

Sesshomaru knew in that moment he could never let her go. He leaned in and bit her at the strong pulse at her neck, drinking in her addicting liquid, her life giving blood.

Kagome came again, his bite inducing a second orgasm following the one before. She was spent, barely awake in her pleasure induced fog, not knowing it was also due to too much blood loss. She wasn’t even aware when he unchained her and picked her up in strong arms.

Sesshomaru took her to the bed, and crawled over her. He used a sharp nail to slice a deep cut on his chest and forced her mouth to the wound, coaxing her to drink, making her his for all eternity.

“Drink, my aijin, my Kagome. Be mine forever.”

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

WILL KAGOME EXCEPT HIS DARK GIFT? Find out in the third and final instalment with this couple!

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