Bloodlust by hanyou-elf

Chapter One

Kagome tossed in her bed. The sheets were too heavy, she couldn't appreciate the heavy feel of them anymore. She used to love the heavy way they covered her, protecting her from the horrors of the outside world. But, now they were just too heavy. They weighed her down and she couldn't take it anymore.

She sat up swiftly, unable to take the dream that she was suffering through. Although, she couldn't really call it suffering. The pool of liquid heat gathered in her abdomen and the dampness in her panties said otherwise. Did that mean she wanted him, wanted him like that?!

Kagome scooted back and leaned against the headboard of her bed. She couldn't believe what she had been dreaming. She couldn't imagine it in her wildest dreams.

`His silver hair spilled around her, his naked body rubbing against hers. He nibbled her neck, blood pouring from the different bites that covered her body. The scratches that flowed freely, the blood pouring down her body. She moaned as she arched her back, urging her breasts into his chest, rubbing her pointed, hardened nipples against his own nipples.

"Kagome..." he said with a gasp. He pushed himself further forward and held her against the hard wall. He was so close to pounding into her, he couldn't restrain himself. She could feel his straining length pressing against her bare stomach. She wanted him, she wanted him so bad. His amber eyes smoldered with passion as they danced lustfully across her body and his fangs were decorated with her blood.

"T... take me!" she gasped, arching her spine, wanting the inuyoukai.'

`I can't take this anymore!' she thought despairingly. She could remember the dream and all of it's vividness. The way his claws had raked over her body, the way his teeth had punctured her skin, she wanted to feel it again. She wanted to feel the way she had in the dream.

But she couldn't just go and find him. She had to make it a reality. She needed to feel his body, rubbing against her. She needed to feel the power in his sleek muscles. The silver hair that looked like silk fanning around her. The amber eyes that smoldered with passion for her.

She needed him. She had never felt this way before. She couldn't believe how wet her conservative panties were. The way her nipples strained against the t-shirt she wore to sleep in. She couldn't believe how her breath hitched in her chest.

`What did I do to the kami to deserve this?' she silently asked.

Absently, she stroked her flat stomach, needing something to take care of the desire welling within her. Her fingers fluttered between her legs, playing with the crotch of her panties, reveling in the dampness of them. She enjoyed the sensation of her fingers so close to her feminine secrets.

Before she realized what she was doing and could stop herself, she slipped her hand inside her panties and played with the bundle of nerves that sent sudden shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body. She suddenly realized what she was doing and nearly stopped. `His amber eyes danced lustfully over her skin, taking in her naked body.' She shivered and knew she couldn't stop.

She stroked the bud, reveling in the pleasure that swam through her body. She was stroking herself faster, her body bucking and convulsing beneath her. She wanted more, she needed more, but she was satisfied enough. She laid down on the bed, her fingers returning to the bundle of nerves that pleased her, that sent the waves of pleasure spiking through her body, that made her hips buck forward, calling out for his body.

She whimpered, sweat starting to bead on her body. She wanted him. She needed him. She could feel something happening to her, something she had never experienced before. She licked her lips in anticipation, not knowing what was coming, but knowing it would be wonderful.

She was losing her breath, it was coming in short, gasping pants and she could barely keep her finger on the bundle of nerves. Testing it out, she rotated her hand the other way and was rewarded with the pressure that had been building releasing. Her world spun as her eyes flew open and her breath slowly returned.

She felt juices on her hands. And the slick, sticky feel of her fluids covered her sheet. She sheepishly turned her face away, a red blush painting her cheeks as she realized what had just happened.

She panted and stood slowly, thinking about everything.

"Now how am I going to look Inuyasha in the face, knowing I just got off for my first time thinking about his brother! Thinking about Sesshoumaru!" Kagome cried softly into the room, slowly stripping her bed.