Marie felt like her heart was going to burst out of her chest as she ran down another dark, deserted street. She had no idea how long she had running for but she did know she wouldn't be able to keep it up for much longer. Her breathing was deep and in puffs as she wiped the sweat from her forehead, looking around at her surroundings, trying to plan her next move. She had only stopped for a few moments before the voice she had tried to avoid had caught up with her.
"Marie... Marie..." the husky voice filled the air, penetrating the silence of the streets as it taunted her, letting her know how close he was.
"Dammit!" she cursed under her breath, making a dash down an ally in hopes of biding a little more time. However, no matter how much she ran, he always managed to find her. To him, it was like a game of cat and mouse and the mouse always lost. But that was how he got his kicks; the hunt.
"Marie... ya know better than to run from me, girl." There was that dark animatistic chuckle that always-to Marie's disgust -sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine.
"Screw yeh!" she called up to the sky, knowing he was up there somewhere. He was probably close enough to catch her if he wanted to but no, that would ruin his fun. Oh, how he loved to play these games.
There was a moment of silence when all she could hear was her feet hitting the pavement as she continued to run from the inevitable. Then like a vibration from all around her, came that chuckle once more.
"Going to have to do something about that little potty mouth of yers." His voice seemed to echo through the ally, coming from all directions. He had the nerve to tease her, knowing how to push her buttons. How to get her mad... how to distract her before...
Marie gasped, coming to a halt when a large figure dropped almost silently from one of the roof tops, right in front of her, blocking her way.
A smirk crossed the figure's lips, showing off the deadly fangs she knew all too well. "Where are ya going, darling?" he asked smoothly, a hint of humour in his voice.
"Away from yeh, monkey balls" she glared, switching to a fighting stance. If he really wanted to play then she was more than ready to whoop his ancient ass.
Her actions merely caused him to chuckle, walking to her like a predator as he towered over his prey. "Ya really think ya stand a chance?" he smirked, cocky.
"Take another step and I'll show yeh, Wolverine" she threatened, standing her ground. It didnt do much good when in that split second, she found herself pressed up against the wall behind her, her hands stretched high above her head, pinned by one of his larger ones. "Let go of meh!" she ordered, struggling with all her might.
The wolf leaned down, causing her to tense when she felt him breathing against her ear. "Ya were saying, stripes?" he taunted in a husky whisper, knowing exactly what that did to her body.
"Dont call meh that!" she snapped, stifling the moan that was rising in her throat. She inwardly cursed her traitorous body as she continued to struggle against his tight grip.
"Why, darling?" he continued to taunt in that whisper, that caused a fire in her. "I think ya like it when I call ya that... like it when I pin ya like this... and when I do this" he smirked, sucking on her delicious earlobe.
Marie blushed at the audible moan that had escaped her lips. "Yeh delusional!" she accused.
"Oh really?" he chuckled, pulling away. "So ya not aching for me then?" his smirk grew as he spread her legs with his knee and cupped her pussy, feeling the tell tale wetness that he could smell in the air from the start of their little chase.
Not finding any way of denying the obvious, she focused on getting out of his grip.
"Ya know... I always did love how ya looked in that tight little uniform" he smirked, his large hand slowly rubbing at her pussy.
"Y-your sick" she said, closing her eyes a little as her breathing deepened.
"Maybe" he smirked, taking advantage of her distractions, slowly caressing his hand up her body until it reached his favorite breasts. "But ya love it" he said smugly, twisting sharply at her pebble hard nipple to get her attention.
She gasped in shock, pleasure and a little pain, shooting him a dark look for that. "Bastard" she called him.
"Yep" he extracted a single claw, cutting down the material of her uniform just enough to expose her breasts. "And it's so much fun" he said, leaning down before licking at the slightly bruised nipple.
"Logan..." she moaned, blushing in shame at how wanton it had sounded.
The feral merely hummed, sucking away eagerly. He was going to drive her wild, make her beg...
"Logan!" she gasped when he sucked harder but her plea fell on death ears.
After a few moments, he moved onto her other breast, giving that one a little attention too as he rubbed at her soaking wet pussy.
Not being able to deny it any longer, she closed her eyes, humping his hand in an attempt to reach much-needed bliss. Nothing else mattered as she felt the pressure building up inside her.
But ofcourse, Logan had other plans, taking his hand away and smirking down at the sexually frustrated girl who was whining for release.
"Didnt think I'd let ya come that easily after ya swore at me twice now, did ya?" he smirked once again, enjoying her annoyance far too much.
"Yeh bastard!" she panted, her exposed chest heaving.
"I wont tolerate ya swearing, do it again and ya can go right over my knee for a bruising and forget about cuming at all" he warned, kissing her neck as she stared at him in disbelieve. She tried calming down, not ever knowing him to make empty threats.
"Suffered enough, darling?" he chuckled, kissing at her lower stomach, his eyes gleaming when she gave a nod. He stood back up, still pinning her wrists against the wall while his other hand unzipped his jeans. "well, well, aint ya just the little ego boost?" he snickered when he saw her eyes go wide.
She didn't even dignify that with a response, her cheeks turning a nice rosy color.
"Aw, come on. Aint gonna ignore me now, are ya?" he slowly eased his cock into her tight pussy, clenching his fangs.
She gasped, stretched more than she had actually thought possible. "Logan. More." she whimpered breathlessly, moaning lowly when she felt his pound in and out of her roughly. She felt his stubble chin scratching at her neck, closing her eyes as she felt the familiar pressure again. "I'm-I'm..." she cried out for everything it was worth as his roar followed.
"Good girl, Marie" he smiled, kissing below her ear.
"Hmmm" she smiled too, craning her neck. "But yeh made me late for dinner now" she said.
"You'll live" he chuckled, pulling away as he flashed her a grin. "Same time tomorrow?" he asked, more than happy when she nodded. And with that, he walked out the danger room with her following. Hey, he may have been a kinky beast but he was her kinky beast.