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He has no intention of denying himself her essence. Once those nipples are hard, he leaves them to the open air and dips his head down swiftly, licking at the tender folds between her thighs. Only a fool doesn't know how to please a woman - in his opinion - and his tongue seeks out her clit first, toying with those nerves.

Dark eyes fly wide and Kexing sucks in sharp gasp. Her hands dart out to thread through Sesshomaru's hair, giving her some sort of anchor to hold on to, if necessary. Having absolutely zero knowledge of a woman's body beyond the most basic, Kexing is taken by surprise by the intensity of the sensation. She moans in encouragement, parting her legs further to allow her lover more room to explore.

Sesshomaru will teach her. A woman's body produces such sweet heat and as his tongue circles her clit, he caresses her opening with his fingertips. Then his tongue is there too, teasing the circle of muscles before he pushes beyond them. He had been right. She is delicious. Her moan spurs him on and he holds onto her thighs as he laps at her walls.

"Ah-!" she moans, fingers curling into those white strands. Her hips jerk, angling for more contact from Sesshomaru's devilish tongue. She can feel herself growing hotter, wetter as his tongue delves between her folds to taste the wet heat there. "Don't stop...!"

Who said anything about stopping? When he takes on any task, Sesshomaru gives it his entire focus. He swirls his tongue and dips in deeper, tasting her, memorizing her. The wetness makes him purr and he reaches up with his thumb to tease her clit. Oh he is careful with his talons; she won't feel them against her tender skin.

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Hey, she's new to all this. The heat coiling in her belly grows more intense with each lap of his tongue, each stroke of his thumb. Above her own panted breaths and moans, she can hear the slick, wet sounds as he continues to explore her. It's enough to send a wave of shivers through Kexing's body and she finds her hands tightening in his hair as her climax approaches.

That he can tell too. She hasn't been taken by anyone before and that...intrigues him. But why should that stop him? If anything, that suits his possessive side just fine.

Holding her thighs apart, Sesshomaru purrs against her wet heat and flicks his tongue faster. Oh he has every intention of taking her, but why shouldn't she enjoy herself first? Golden eyes watch Kexing hungrily, waiting for her to tip over the edge.

Dark eyes roll back and her thighs begin to quiver. Her hands scrabble over whatever skin she can reach, nails scraping across his shoulders as she arches up beneath his ministrations. A wave of heat washes over and her body quakes as she tumbles over the edge. Her entrance feels hot and wet, spasming as Sesshomaru continues to lick her.

She is stunning and Sesshomaru wants her. His tongue is replaced, smoothly and swiftly, with the head of his cock. He leans over her, nuzzling her neck and kissing the curve of her breasts. Forcing his way into her doesn't suit him - he is, unknowingly, too like his father - so, even though he is hard, he circles her entrance first.

"This is new." for her.

It takes a moment for Kexing to once more find a coherent thought. His lips are on less sensitive skin and she moans softly at the feel of his erection at her entrance. She nods in answer to his question, since, well, this body is new. She draws her knees up and presses her feet into the fur beneath them to angle her hips upward in invitation. Shivers still run through her body, but she can feel her juices dripping down her ass.

"I want it," she murmurs breathlessly. "I want your cock inside me."

"As you wish."

He admires her courage - sex is often more complicated for a woman and he gives Kexing a faint smile. Her bravery will be rewarded. Sesshomaru runs his hands over her curves and helps her hold her legs in place. Then he makes good use of those juices, slipping inside of her with a shallow thrust. He doesn't give her time to think - he rubs himself against her sensitive walls and then pulls back - only to thrust deeper the next time.

All Kexing knows is that she desires this man. In the back of her mind, she's always curious how different it might feel to have sex with a woman's body. Honestly, if she'd been nervous, she would have suggested he take her ass instead. But the heat of desire and sheer curiosity won out.

She mewls softly as he penetrates her, feeling her sensitive inner walls spreading around his girth. He glides in easily thanks to her wetness and only the natural resistance of her body greets him. Obviously, being a virgin (to a degree), she's tight and her channel grips him firmly as he begins to move.

"Oh! Yes," she calls out in a sibilant hiss.

The desire is obviously mutual and Sesshomaru kisses down her neck, running his tongue over her skin. The scent of her and the feel of her entice and puzzle him. She isn't like any other woman he has encountered. Eventually he will discover the truth on that point, but for now, he is content taking her and making her his for a few blissful moments.

Breaking through her hymen is bound to be uncomfortable and he distracts her with more kisses, his breath hot against her ear. Then it's done. The only thing that grips him is her muscles and he coaxes them to relax with his thrusts. A deep groan rumbles in his chest, akin to his growl in his true form, and he captures her lips for a searing kiss, wanting to lose himself for a little while. Where's the harm?

There's some discomfort, though she assumes that's from her body being unaccustomed to sex this way. He fills her almost uncomfortably, but once he starts thrusting, she's lost. Slick, wet sounds accompany his every move and she moans as his cock rubs against her untouched inner walls. Soft gasps slip from her between heated kisses and she finds her legs wrapping around Sesshomaru's hips, heels digging into his ass to propel him onward.

Demons bite each other - sometimes brutally - during the act. Sesshomaru refrains from introducing her to that part - his "biting" ends up being soft kisses along her slender shoulders. She might feel the impression of his fangs, but nothing more.

The way she wraps around him is perfect and he speeds up his thrusts, driving them relentlessly onward. Gold eyes meet her dark eyes and he wraps her in his arms. If they begin to float...slightly...that's nothing to worry about. Demons bite and tumble and join again and again through the skies.

The graze of his teeth sends a shiver through her body, though she's grateful he doesn't bite. That's something for her husband and even in the throes of passion, she'd be quick to tell him that. She rolls her hips to meet his thrusts, lost in the sensation of him moving in her hot, wet channel. She clings to him with arms and legs, moans amplifying into cries as Sesshomaru chases his pleasure.

Indeed. Mated pairs mark each other. Sesshomaru is well-aware that they have made no such pact. However that doesn't mean he can't nibble and drive himself into her powerfully. She is like silk and velvet, sliding across his aching cock and he lets himself be greedy. Growling, he grabs her hips and then reaches between her legs to tease her clit again. The taste of her is still on his tongue and his senses are in a frenzy; so much so that he loses his perfect rhythm, his eyes lidded as he approaches the edge.

Kexing's still oversensitive from her last orgasm and Sesshomaru's touch sends a jolt like electricity through her. Her whole body jerks against him, shaking beneath him as he teases that sensitive nub. It doesn't take much for her to climax again, crying out as her body clenches around the cock plundering her.

He buries his face against her neck and grabs hold of her hair, his body shuddering, his moan low, as he fills her. While he could have pulled free of her, that option doesn't appeal to him. He wants his scent on her...and in her.

At the end of the day, he is a wild dog.

"A-ah!" Her eyes roll back and she cries out, feeling his cock spasm and spurt his seed inside her. If this were her usual form, she might have worried, but it's not so... Her own body is quivering and tense around him and she squeezes her inner muscles to grip him that much tighter.

He waits until he is limp before he pulls free of her. She is much too tight and hot and soft for him to leave early. As he separates their bodies, he lays himself at her side, enjoying the quiet sounds of the night.

"Tell me your name."

Since...they skipped that part.

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