written by Christine
Chapter 2
[65 years before Otherworld]
This time a dog demon that had caught her fancy. Apparently, he was the Lord of all the clans, a fitting mate, she thought. It was only a couple of weeks left for her to formulate a plan. She found him one day only because she was curious as to why human girls would sit on a boulder at the edge of a cliff watching for something or someone. She saw them one day and decided to wait and watch them.
Isabo’s first sight of Lord Inutaishou was in the light of the full moon.
A week later, she was still following him. She was in full heat now and to be just following behind him was like enduring slow torture. He never paused in his travels, so there was no way to form attachments with him. The only way she would even get him to pause and notice her would be to throw herself into his path and hope he stopped. She had enough pride to detest that method. She was ready for him but it was now obvious that she had to wait for him to also go into heat before anything would happen. She was emitting pheromones that should help bring him in out of season. Her proximity to the demon lord surely must be affecting him by now. She noticed that the Lord had picked up his pace. She also noticed that he seemed irritated and restless. She adjusted her sight to see his aura and it was registering hotter than normal. It’s time, she thought. Her own heart started beating faster with excitement and anticipation. After she had conceived their first child, she hoped that she could get the demon lord to take her as a mate. She knew she was in love with him. She had been in love before and knew the signs. What surprised her was the strength of the love she was feeling, despite the haunting fear of rejection. That evening the crescent moon rose early, well before sunset. She took it as an omen of good fortune and knew at least this mating, even if it was their last, would be blessed.
She cantered ahead of the demon and found a grassy slope just to the side of the path he was taking. She transformed into a beautiful woman with long wavy white blond hair. Her humanoid form had a shapely body that would attract any humanoid male, and many females for that matter. She altered her transformation again slightly from a human-like appearance to a humanoid dog demon. Slight demon markings appeared on her cheeks, breasts, hips, and ankles and she gave herself fangs. Her eyes were still sky blue and her ears were naturally pointed, unlike when she was trying to blend in with humans. A star shape mark on her forehead was a mark that was always there regardless of her form. It was the representation of her horn. She stood nude on the hill. Normally she would have gathered the elements around her to clothe herself but her goal that night was copulation. Clothing was a hindrance. She sat in the grass and then laid back. She made her skin tan and she decided to make her hair color quite a bit darker than normal so it would match closer to her skin tone. Her hair covered her breasts allowing only a hint of what was beneath. She bent her legs and let her toes kneed the grass. She closed her eyes and let herself feel the wind and the sun on her bare skin. In her natural unicorn form, the elements just didn’t feel like this. Wind does not feel the same through a hair type coat. She liked being in humanoid form.
A shadow fell over her. At first she thought it was a cloud for she hadn’t heard him approach but then she heard his breathing, strong and heavy, just short of panting. She opened her eyes and smiled at what was one of the most beautiful sights she had ever seen. He was backlit by the last of the evening sun with the clouds in the sky turning yellow, orange, and red. The color reflected off his white hair, which had come loose from its binding and was floating in the breeze around his shoulders and face. She noticed for the first time, the blue crescent moon marking on his forehead. How had she missed that? She had a sudden insight to his remarkable beauty and power. So, my lord, Dog Demons do still carry the blood of my kind.
“Isabo” she responded as she kissed him and caressed his face .
“Why me?”
“I want you to be the father of my children.” She felt there was no reason to hide the fact. Her hands started pulling at his belt.
“I don’t know you,” he said as he stopped her hands.
“I’m not from around here,” she said. She reached up and stroked his face again, trying to share her feeling of need and attraction. “I came here to hunt for a mate. When I first saw you, I wanted you. No one compares to you where I came from. If a mate is not what you wish, at least let me ease your need.”
Her subtle empathic sharing was working much better than her words. The Dog lord could no longer resist. He took her arms and pulled her up next to him. He cradled her head in his hands as he kissed her, softly at first but growing more passionate as she kissed him back. They tasted each other and found it sweet as the current of passion ran down their spines. The end of the kiss left both of them panting and wanting more. She took both of his hands in hers and rubbed her cheek against it. He looked into her intensely blue eyes catching the last of the sunset. He felt he was drowning in those eyes, so much so, he didn’t even hear her question until she repeated it.
“What is your name?”
No ‘my lord’, no acknowledgment of title or rank. She was addressing him on equal terms. He saw the star on her forehead and then realized that she was his equal and worthy of bearing his heirs.
“Inutaishou,” he responded.
“Inutaishou,” she repeated. "A strong and proud name. Suitable for a leader." She smiled, turned, and led him into the cave.
She released him and wandered a bit further into the cave. Suddenly light from a small fire illuminated the walls. She had found some wood and the remainder of a campfire left by some traveler, and she put it to good use.
Inutaishou removed his armor and swords. Still not quite believing his good fortune, he laid out the fur he wore as a bed for them. As the cave flared with light, he turned to look for her, and gasped. The flickering flames silhouetted her slim and naked body. She showed off its perfect form, her large but not huge breasts, and her hourglass shape. She knew perfectly well, what she was doing to him. His eyebrows rose slightly as he saw some telltale signs of at least one previous pregnancy. He was slightly disappointed that he was not going to be her first, but ultimately, he was relieved that he would not hurt her in his driving lust. She was coming back to him so he quickly finished shedding the reminder of his garments.
Oh by the gods he’s beautifully perfect, she thought as she admired all of him for the first time. His hair, freed from its usual ponytail, flowed softly around his face, down his shoulders, and along his back with the end of it peaking out between his legs. As with most demons, he was muscular and strong, with abs and biceps showing the results of his struggle to maintain his leadership. There were scars too, jagged reminders of his near death experiences, but they in no way detracted from his perfection. Even his shaft, standing at ready attention, was the perfect length and size. Her body literally quivered with anticipation. She stepped up to Inutaishou, placed her right hand on his chest, then lifting her hand to fingertips, she ran them to his left nipple and circled it, flicking on it’s end.
He let her make the first advance. She hadn't shied away from his size like most females had on his past encounters and he was curious to see what she would do next. He ran his clawed fingers carefully through her long clean hair. She smelled faintly like flowers and it was intoxicating. He noticed as her fingertips left his nipple, and traced down his chest, that she didn't have claws. It occasionally happened in his species but it was very rare.
She kissed his rippled abs and chest as her hand circled around his belly button. Inutaishou cupped and fondle her right breast in his left hand, his thumb returning the stimulating treatment she had given him. His right hand encircled her and ran down her back until he found her buttocks. He gently caressed and squeezed them.
She pushed a finger into the indentation of his belly button and watched as his manhood jumped as he gasped. He never expected anything like that. It was something that only she, with her blunt nails, could do to him. Small beads of perspiration broke from his body, mirroring the beads of lubricant escaping from the tip of his penis. He pulled her close, reached around her buttocks, and between her legs to retrieve some of her fluids. She gasped and pushed into his hand as he rubbed her. She ran her own fingers over his wet and slick shaft. It's soft skin swelled even more as she rubbed its sensitive tip and ran her hand down the shaft to his perfectly shaped balls and scrotum. She stroked his penis with one hand and fondled his balls with the other.
Inutaishou moaned with pleasure. He rubbed her crotch harder flicking her sensitive spot with the tip of his forefinger claw. He had to catch her as arched her back and collapsed in sudden release. He held back no more. He felt himself respond so strongly to her movements, he lifted her off her feet and placed her on his fur. He backed his manhood out of her reach. He didn't need further encouragement. With great determination of will, he held himself in check while he made her ready once more. One hand tickled the nub found in the slit, the other he slipped carefully inside to stimulate her from within. Isabo felt the heat in her rising to where she was losing control again.
"Now Inu, please do it now!" she cried as she felt herself nearing the edge. He obliged and entered her quickly. He cried out at he felt her moist embrace. She immediately started climaxing and her strong muscles pulled at him as he pumped his seed into her.
Far from done, Inutaishou withdrew and gently rolled her to her stomach. He lifted her hips and taking the hint, she raised herself to all fours. Knowing that not all females liked this position, he rubbed her breast with one hand and her slit with the other as he bent near her ear. “Is this alright?” he whispered to her.
Alright? She thought. She was a Unicorn after all. This was a natural position for her. She nodded enthusiastically. He sighed with joy and moved behind her. He opened her cheeks and ran his tongue down the slit, tasting her salt mixed with his essence, something he had never experienced before. He flicked his tongue against her sensitive nub. She moaned and then cried out his name as she climaxed again.
Inutaishou tasted her spurt of wetness. Ready so quickly? He thought with pleasure. He rose up on his knees and mounted her. He plunged in deep, and pumped against her hard and fast. His heat had taken full control of him, almost as if he had not previously released at all. He could no longer consider her needs. Nevertheless, she responded fully and he brought her back to the orgasmic edge. They both came together and Inutaishou released his seed again into her welcoming womb. He collapsed on top of her and rolled them both over, his shaft still inside. He hugged her and she backed into his warmth. She had never been so satisfied. He was the first to ever give her multiple orgasms. Now she lay with his arms around her and she felt complete.
“You said that you wanted to bear my children,” he asked “You also said you were hunting for a mate. Will you be willing to be my mate?”
She snuggled deeper and gripped the arms encasing her. “Are you sure? You don’t even know me,” she said.
“From the moment I first saw you, I knew you were the one I’ve been waiting for,” he said. “Will you be my mate?”
“Yes” she said, “for as long as I can be.”
He wondered what that meant but didn’t really care. She turned and kissed him. Then, with a sly grin, she started stroked his fallen member back to life. He moaned but smiled back. He felt his heat already returning.
"We do have to make it official don't we," he said. Somehow, he felt that his life had just made a big change and it would never again be boring again. He got the answer he wanted to hear from her. Nothing else mattered to him now. Nothing mattered but her, his mate; his Isabo.
