Author : Evilerk
Series: Wolverines Don't
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Notes : Well here it is, my first series. This will be like my Great American novel - only with mutants :p. Also like I'm sure all my stories will be dedicated to you-know-who 'cause she's holding out on me she's my muse. Now on with the show.
#1: WOLVERINES DON'T SAY I LOVE YOU
"She's gone.She's gone." The thought kept replaying itself in his head as he stood on his balcony, lazily puffing his cigar, staring at the night sky. He knew that the thought wasn't exactly about Jean either. And that was what scared him most. It was the thought of losing someone - that he would lose her without telling her how he felt.
But then again, he would rather face that bucket-head and his crew by his lonesome self than face that slip of a girl, that now very extremely touchable girl staring into her dark eyes, professing his undying love and telling her how he wanted to spend the rest of his life devoted to making her happy.
"Shit." He muttered."She's turning me into Summers with all these romantic thoughts."
He grunted those thoughts away. Instead he decided on a more Loganistic way on telling Marie how he felt. One that was filled with fiery lust.
So absorbed was he in those thoughts, that he failed to hear the door creaked behind him. Well, he couldn't have missed Jean and Storm making out right next to him but he was thinking about his Marie. Compared to her, everything else seemed secondary.
And apparently the object of his desire was slowly opening his door, peeking inside. Marie wanted to make sure Logan was awake. She learnt the hard way a while ago that it was best to wake him slowly from a distance first. Or, at least until he had her scent and was calm enough to let her approach him.
That night she couldn't sleep. Like the other nights before. It had been extremely hot lately – and, with the dreams about him she'd been having, well, let's just say her brow wasn't the only thing dripping tonight.
"Logan?" She called softly. But the bed was empty.
Searching in the dark for a discreet creature like Logan wasn't easy. Her eyes scanned around the room till she saw him on the balcony.
Topless.
Her breath quickened, seeing his back to her. The muscles on it all tensed as his arms crossed his body. They had a light sheen of sweat that glistened under the moonlight. It took her a while to realize she was absently rubbing her chest, right above the swell of her breast. She bit her lip and fought down the arousal, scolding herself for losing herself like that.
Breathing deeply, slowing down the sudden fast pace of her heart, she slipped right next to the man himself.
"Hot night huh, sugah?"
Logan awoke abruptly from his fevered fantasy. If it had been somebody else he swore those claws could have snikt'd. But to be greeted by a beautiful face framed with those shocking white streaks, wearing one of his old t-shirts, he couldn't help but feel his chest rumbled.
And he didn't care if she noticed as he looked her up and down, sensing too strongly her early form of arousal. He growled softly when he saw her nipples starting to bud under the thin fabric. He wanted to touch them.
"Logan?"
But he remembered he hadn't said anything yet.
"Yeah. Hot." He grunted, turning slightly away from her, eliciting another soft growl.
Marie shuddered. She was sure she could almost come when he growled. She couldn't believe a sound would have such an effect on her. It was so manly. So possessive. So Logan. She breathed out hard. She had to compose herself or she might just -- She grabbed the railing suddenly, steadying herself on her suddenly weak knees.
"Marie, are you ok?" But lust was suddenly replaced with concern. Logan's arm wrapped around her quickly, forcing her to lean on him.
"Yeah, Logan." A harsh breath from her. "I'm fine."
Somehow he didn't believe her. Yet he couldn't speak. He wanted to just kiss her cheek just to make sure she was ok.
"Really, sugah,I'm f--"
Supposed to be a chaste kiss on her cheek. Nothing more. But his lips grazed hers and he couldn't let go. At first, both were tensed. But as the chaste kiss turned to a passionate one, her arms went slowly around his neck as his went around her waist, pulling her closer to him.
He wanted her. She wanted him. But, after what seemed like long minutes, they broke apart. Lips swollen. Both breathless. He didn't feel right.
"Marie. " He growled "We shouldn't."
"Logan, please." She pleaded. "Don't stop."
That was all he needed to hear. His lips crushed against her. She whimpered as his tongue gently played with hers. She moaned in his mouth as he cupped her breasts, her nipples hardenening as his fingers brushed against them.
Her legs were on the verge of giving out when Logan picked her up suddenly, breaking the kiss again. He carried her inside to the bed and laid her gently down, looking deep into her eyes. He caressed her cheek and whispered "Marie."
A blush crept on her cheeks as he continued to speak, "I - I want to…to - " His eyebrows furrowed together as he stammered. Maybe he shouldn't do it. She wasn't ready for him. No matter how touchable she was now. Oh God!
But Marie put a finger to his lips."I know, sugah. And I want to."
And he needed no more words. He pulled her shirt up and over her head, amused at how the blush had turned a darker shade.
But suddenly feeling very shy, Marie started to cover herself.
"No, Marie, you never have to hide from me." He pulled her hands away, placing a soothing kiss on each. And soon, he was kissing the swell of her breasts.
"Oooohhh!" Marie shuddered and arched herself into him as his kisses reached her nipples. She looked up at him. Her eyes filled with desire as Logan's kisses moved down past her stomach, down to her ever increasingly moist panties.
Logan growled as he let out a claw. Carefully, he cut her panties away. And the sudden waft of strong scent made him growl louder.
Marie almost came when she heard it. She knew her overpowering scent of arousal was making Logan just as achy as she was.
"Lo-gan...please..." Her face suddenly contorted as Logan's tongue found her little nub. Her hands clutched the sheets tightly. It was too much. Too fast. She was lost and then suddenly she was falling.
"Logan!" She screamed as she came hard on his ready and waiting tongue.
"Mmmmm, Marie, you taste so good, baby." Evidently pleased at what he just did.
"Logan, want you inside. Please." But she wanted more.
He fought back a claiming growl. "You sure, baby?"
She just nodded and looked away, blushing again. "Please, Logan, be gentle."
He pulled off his tight boxers, pausing a while, gauging his size. He was good and ready. He looked at her and so slowly slid himself into her waiting and wet folds. He didn't realize he had groaned as he felt her warmth clasping him. He pushed further, reaching her hymen and felt it give way.
Marie bit her knuckle.
He stopped.
"You ok, Marie?" Aching yet worried.
"Y - yes." A harsh breath from her. " Just let me adjust…to…you." And that got him another blush.
Logan waited, not moving yet still inside her. He kissed her gently, assuring her he wouldn't harm her. He would wait until she said it was ok - even though the animal inside him was thrashing madly to ravage her like there was no tomorrow.
"Make her yours!" It screamed.
He fought back the beast as Marie finally said."Ok, Logan." A pant from her. "I'm ready."
And he almost came when she said that with such innocence and love. He moved slowly in and out of her, finding a rhythm. And all Marie could do was moan. She was beyond everything. So lost. She knew Logan was close when his thrusts started to speed up. Instinctively, she matched his thrusting, moving her hips with him.
"Logan." She whimpered. "Come inside me. " She wasn't aware what she was saying. She just wanted him.
He lost it when he heard that. Throwing his head back, he let out a howl so loud, so full of desire, he knew he'd wakened up half the house. But all he felt now was the tight grip around his length.
And he did indeed come deep inside her.
He fell next to her,spent and literally drained out. It was so good. He pulled her close and kissed the top of her head.
Marie was just getting her breath back when she said "Logan, that was -- "
"Yeah, darlin', it was." He felt her snuggle closer to him.
"That howl, " she whispered, her fingers softly caressing his face. " Was that a more Logan way of telling me you love me?"
He smirked back, "Yeah, I guess it was, Marie."
"Good because I love you too." A smirk of her own before she said, "My lil Wolvie."
"Hey, you shouldn't call me that." He held her tighter, not at all angry.
"Oh heavens forbid, sugah, if I bring down the mighty Wolverine." A giggle from her.
"I got news for you, Marie." He touched her chin and whispered, "You already have."
He kissed her again as she yawned. Words were no longer necessary as he felt her holding him tightly. Soon enough he heard her steady breathing. She was asleep.
She was so beautiful to him. And he knew why. He brushed a lock of white hair out of her eye and said, "I love you."
End of Part 1©2004, Evilerk, h t t p : burn.at / atouchofevil
