Dark Touch by Scarredbride

Prologue

Dark Touch

By: Scarredbride

Bright, but tear filled eyes stared down at her dying love as he held her hand. "Kagome, I am sorry. Sorry I did not protect you, and sorry I never seen it before... just how much you are not like Kikyo. How much you love me and how I love you, for being my Kagome... and no one else." Inuyasha tried to stare into her eyes one last time, although rain was pounding on his battered face. He could feel his soul slowly leaving this world. "Goodbye my Kagome."

Inuyasha coughed blood and took his final breath, before his hand fell slowly from Kagome's grasp and unto the rain soaked ground. "Inuyasha. Oh..." Kagome threw herself over his still form and sobbed her broken heart. How could the Gods take him away from her after so long. Why was fate so cruel?

Kagome lifted her head to the dark and angry heavens, tears streaming down her face mingling with the stinging raindrops. "Inuyasha!!!!" She screamed her anguish.

She thought of the demon Inuyasha killed, right after it had whipped its poisoned stinger at him and struck him in the chest. She thought of the monster who sent this beast, of his cruel smile and laugh whenever he tortured another soul. "Why! You have taken the only thing that kept me in this place! I just want to leave, but no you took the well from me a year ago! Why!!!!!! I hate you Naraku!" She yelled all her fury hoping he would hear her where ever he was hiding currently.

The rain slowed as the storm passed through the valley, but instead of the fresh smell of rain, there was only the stench of blood and death. The air became hard to breathe suddenly as Kagome felt a tremor crawl down her spine in sickening premonition. A deep voice came from behind her, and the most she could do was close her eyes hoping this was all a bad dream.

"Hate me. Now that is something I never thought you capable of miko, was hate. I mean after all these years of watching that disgusting hanyou run off with the corpse, you would think that would cause you to hate. But time and time again you saved her. Why then hate me?" Naraku grinned as he saw the dead body of that annoying Inuyasha. The young miko still by his side, shivering, wet, and from the smell of her, fearful. 'Mmm, good, the smell of fear, such an arousing smell on this girl.' Naraku thought.

As he looked down at the miko, another devilish thought crossed his mind. He loved to cause pain to the innocent. Physically and emotionally the pain he caused to pure souls was an aphrodisiac to him. Yet here was the most innocent of all those souls he crossed, at his fingertips to take for his own.

"Kill me." Kagome whispered very softly. Naraku had been quiet for so long, her fear of dying, had become acceptance. At least she would die next to her love.

Naraku kept his silence, as he brought his deadly sharp nails to her throat from behind. Kagome flinched from his touch, but did not struggle to get away. A nail dug into the side of her neck deeply, causing a burning pain.

Thinking he would rip her throat out, Kagome closed her eyes once again, waiting for death to claim her. Yet to her dismay, Naraku's hot breath was in her ear, as he whispered words worse than any death. "You aren't that lucky."

When he removed the nail digging into her neck, she felt the warmth of her blood trailing down her neck, and then his hot tongue tasting the fresh wound. "So sweet, so innocent. I am going to enjoy you." Kagome opened her eyes to stare at Inuyasha one last time, as tears silently fell. Naraku picked the quiet, mourning miko up and flew to his hidden domain.

***

Once inside, Naraku deposited the miko upon a large western style bed. The darkness and evil from his castle had caused her immense pain while her body tried to purify it time and time again. Finally subcuming to a dreamless state of exhaustion.

Naraku knew her purification powers would be drained here but enough to keep her alive. There was too much pain, suffering and evil here to keep up with anything but survival. It was one reason why it became hard for humans to breathe much less survive in this place.

As he looked down at the exhausted child, a smirk crossed his face briefly. "How much you look like that bitch Kikyo." He straddled her unconscious form and turned her tear stained face towards him. With a seemingly gentle touch, Naraku brought his finger down Kagome's face in an intimate way. Yet with the sharpness of his nails, a faint line of blood soon showed to prove the deception of such a simple action of endearment.

The scent of her purity wafted up to his sensitive nose, to cause a pleasing affect. Naraku's red eyes dilated with determination, and impatience. Although he wished to wait until she was awake, he reached a ghostly refined hand down to her neck, and slowly drifted to her rain soaked shirt. "Such inadequate breasts." He said to himself as he ripped her shirt and bra to reveal her firm, pale breasts topped with ripe pink nipples. The nipples hardened instantaneously to his rough touch and the cool air from the room. Naraku grinned sadistically at the sight of her alabaster skin, untouched as of yet.

Without much care to the miko's unconscious state, Naraku leaned down to taste her succulent pink nipples. He manipulated the hard tips with his tongue and grated upon them with his teeth, biting into each one until finally she subconsciously arched her back for more.

"So you enjoy this do you?" Naraku spoke to the quiet room. Apparently while Kagome was in a dreamland her body responded to the invading, sexual caresses without her knowledge. Continuing his assault upon her breasts, he brought his hand down to her strange garment of green fabric. Seeing how far he could go before she would awaken to find he was the one who had brought her body to such pleasures, Naraku took time and care into stripping Kagome without disturbing her sleeping state.

Carefully and with skill, Naraku placed his hand upon the heated spot betwixt her legs, craving to be touched, to be sullied by him. There was the barest hint of arousal seeping from inside of her unto his hand. The smell of virginity surrounded him, making him want to be rough and careless. Yet with skilled patience, he began to lightly rub her hidden jewel causing her to squirm under his touch.

Kagome moved restlessly while Naraku used his swift fingers to bring her to the precipice of her first orgasmic experience. Everything was perfect, the young virgin willing without knowing it. Brought there by the hands of a monster she hated. "Inu..Yasha..." She moaned softly as she began to slowly open her eyes with a brief smile upon her angelic face.

"Bitch!" Naraku seethed as he slapped her fully awake. "The hanyou is dead."

Kagome stared into the red, lustful and revenge filled eyes of Naraku. The dream of Inuyasha touching her so gently was not real. Finally awareness came to her as she felt his hand still between her thighs, and the chilled air prick her sensitive flesh. Kagome shook her head with denial. "No. What did you do to me?" She cried out.

"Nothing really. Yet." He said as he took his fingers and roughly pushed them into her. "Now, you will pay for insulting me by thinking I was that pathetic hanyou corpse." As he was still in her, he curled his fingers up, tearing her tender flesh with his nails. She screamed with pain and terror, tears once again falling like rain drops down her face.

Kagome tried struggling away from him, to push him away from her with her legs. It was futile. Naraku clamped her legs down with his other powerful arm, still plundering her with his hand, in and out, fiercely. She bordered on the edge of consciousness when he finally stopped a few minutes later. Blood smeared his fingers, as he dragged his nails down the side of her body to wake her up again.

"I want you to be awake for this my pet." Naraku said cruelly as he stood to remove his hakama. "I may have used you, but you are still a virgin, pet. I did not penetrate you fully." He moved over top of her, his engorged erection pushing at her pained entrance.

Kagome tried to close her legs as tight as possible, but Naraku separated them simply with his knees. He pushed into her slightly, watching her close her eyes, biting her lip so not to scream. "Scream. You are mine!" He said loudly and cruelly as he plunged into her wounded core, tearing the last remains of her innocence brutally.

Kagome screamed no matter how hard she didn't want to. The pain was so intense, as he thrusted into her tight and torn passage as if she was nothing more than a rag doll. She wished she was dead, when finally he pushed deeply inside her and erupted his demonic seed.

When Naraku withdrew, he leaned down to taste her virgin's blood mixed with the seed of corruption. "Mmm, so sweet, so torturous. I will not kill you yet. You are too much fun, pet." He said with a sadistic voice before he bit deeply into her inner thigh, marking her as his property and making her part of him.

"Now, you can never escape me. For no matter where you go, this mark will allow me to be part of your mind."

Quickly he stood, faced her one last time and watched Kagome curl into a fetal position, bruises appearing and bloody wounds drying upon her skin. He grinned with pleasure as he left he alone in the room to cry out her sorrows. As he walked down the hall, he could feel her pain and suffering, making him look forward to tonight.