The Cries of Nature's Soul
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The pain was too much to take. She had managed to hide it for so long that the others didn't see it but it was still there, just beneath the surface. Her power did not allow for her to give vent to her emotions so it just stayed there bottled up until it was too much. In a desperate attempt to dull the pain she decides to drown her pain.
She has been sitting at the bar for the last two hours not even sure what city she is in or how she got there. The bartended occasionally glances her way a look of concern on his face. He is tempted to cut her off but she is paying customer and so he just let it be. He has no right to stop a person from drinking themselves into a coma. Several men have approached her since she's been there; all with the typical pick-up lines most were harmless while a few were a bit too aggressive. Under normal circumstances she would have dealt with them but this wasn't one of those occasions. She was sober enough to not wonder off with any of them but that didn't stop them from trying.
The hour was late now the bartender has just announced last call for drunks when one of the guys from early that night offers to buy her last round. Thinking nothing of it, she takes the drink and accepts his offer to dance.
"Beautiful, why don't you come with me and my friends and we can continue this party somewhere private," the guy whispers in her ear. She can feel his hands start to wonder suggestive over her body this sends warning signals to her brain but the fog of alcohol is too thick for her to fight. As her takes a sip of her drink she starts to feel tired and listless. She feels herself being led to the exit where the cool autumn air caresses her face and for a brief moment she realizes something about her current situation isn't right. She begins to struggle against the hand that holds her to no avail. Whatever was in that last drink she had is now affecting her and she quickly losses the fight.
Through her haze she can hear the voices of two of the men from early as they approach, "Time for some fun Beautiful, too bad you won't remember any of it," one commented while the other two laugh. She tries her best to fight but it's use. She can feel the hands all over her body now, her mind is screaming for them to stop but she is too drugged to respond. A strange heat slowly spreads through her body and pools in her stomach it is one of the effects of the drug. Her mind tries hard to fight against it but the drug has taken control of her body the last thing she remembers is the song of metal being unsheathed.
Logan steps out of the bar and breathes in the crisp night air he rounds the corner heading to the motel room he's staying in for the night before he hit the road again. He is hit by the sense of arousal which causes him to cringe in disgust. He is about the continue towards his destination when he hears the weak protests of a female voice, curious he approach the sound and is instantly enraged by what he finds.
SNIKT his claws are unsheathed in an instant as he approaches the men surrounding the near unconscious female.
"Why don't you punks leave the lady alone and get lost," he snarls
"It's none of your business so why don't you get lost before something bad happens," one of the guys replies before coming face to face with the man whose adamantium claws are now mere inches away from him. His friends' attentions are now on the stranger who interrupted their fun. He stumbles backward while trying to reach for the knife in his pocket. "Get the Fuck out of here and we won't have any problems," one of the men shouted also drawing a weapon.
"Make me bob!" Logan growls barely containing his anger.
"Get him!" yelled the leader as they all lunge toward Logan in unison. Thinking quickly, Logan is able to avoid them and jumps into a fighting stance as he taunts the leader to come at him, "let's dance bob." Enraged by the taunt, he blindly slashes at Logan as his other two companion attempt to circle him ready to attack again.
"You're gonna wish you didn't interrupt our fun you son of a bitch!" growls their leader.
"Maybe next time you learn some manners and not barge in on a private moment," leers one of his companions.
"I don't think the Lady was interested in your type of fun," Logan replies as he deflects an attack.
One of the men attempt to attack from behind and manages to slash his back before Logan knocks him into the closest wall rendering him unconscious was his other companions tries to attack again. Logan easily avoiding attacks before punching one of the men and kicking the other. Both men recover and attacking again, this time they manage to land a hit as Logan tries to avoid the woman laying unconscious on the ground. He recovers in time to see the leader charging at again and counters his attack with a shot to the stomach. The leader staggers back groaning in pain.
Logan is momentarily distracted by a sound coming from the direction of the woman as she groans in audibly and attempts to stir. This is all the distraction needed by the other guy to land a hit on Logan. He steps back in triumph waiting for Logan to fall. Logan instead howls in rage as he pulls the knife from his back and throws it at the man. "My turn," he growls in a feral voice as he lunges at the man plunging his clawing the man's chest. Shocked at seeing Logan simply pull the knife from his back the man is unable the move in time to avoid the attack.
The leader recovers enough to see his partner falling to the ground and scrambles to his feet in an attempt to get away from the crazed man who had come to the aide of the woman they were about to rape. He manages to get to the corner before Logan lands in front of him. "You think it's fun picking on defenseless women don't you punk?" "Let's see how much fun you have without your little 'friend'." With a flick of his wrist the leader drops to the ground riding in pain as he sees his member laying on the ground beside him.
Logan approaches the woman on the ground and is instantly hit with the sweat of orchids and fresh rain. The scents calls to his beast and he is unable the resist it. As he watches the woman he is overcome by fierce need to protect her despite not knowing who she is. His beast howls inside him fighting to come out and meet the woman whose scent calls to him. She begins to sir but is not aware of her surrounds.
Ororo tries to fight the haze of the drug that is now in her system. She is still unsure of what is happening or where she is. The heat that has pooled in her stomach is now too intense and she seeks to find some relief. She pulls at her clothes in an attempt to cool herself but it doesn't work. The feeling has spread to her entire body making her restless as she starts caressing herself. The scent of pine and sandalwood assaults her sense making her even more turned on than before. She reaches out towards the scent trying to get closer to it. Her hands land on a rock solid chest as she begins to run her hands over the muscles of the owner of the chest. Unable to get enough her places light kisses all over his chest and neck hoping he would help to relieve the pressure. She tugs at his shirt trying to get closer to him disparate to find the relief that keeps eluding her. She begins to beg him to grant her relief unable to take it anymore. She lets out a whimper as his hands gentle caress her and she hungrily seeks more. She fells herself being pick-up and carried to an unknown location. She clings to him hoping him will grant her what she needs and put an end to the heat that has consumed her body.
His beast fights harder and harder each pasting moment as the scent of the woman's arousal becomes more intense. He struggles with his beast trying hard to prevent himself from doing what the men he just fought attempted to do.
Mate wants us let us go to her.
She is not our mate we don't even know her.
She is our mate her scent calls to us.
She's not our mate! I agree she smells nice but that doesn't make her our mate!
SHE IS OUR MATE AND YOU WILL NOT DENY HER!
That was the last conscious thought Logan has before his beast took control leaving him as a spectator to the events that would happen next. He can only stand by as his beast caress the woman as her fights to take his shirt off as he carries her to his room at the motel where he rest her down so he could retrieve the room key from his pocket. Her hands are now all over him caressing him while she kisses him with a fierce hunger. She moaned into his lips and he swipes his tongue across her soft lips, seeking access. She opened up to him and clutched him tightly.
A growl rumbles in his chest as he barely makes it into the room before she hungrily attacks his mouth. He can't get enough of her sweet taste and greedily seeks more. The Wolverine takes control of the kiss as he kicks the door to the room shut and pushes her up against it. His breaks the kiss long enough to allow her to breathe as he nuzzles her neck trying to absorb as much of her scent as he can. He trails hot kisses down her neck as he takes her shirt off and discards it on the floor.
She moans as he takes the nipple of one breast into his mouth while he caresses the other with his hand. She cries out in pleasure as he switches his attention to the other breast. His hands work their way to her jeans as he removes them leaving her standing in only her underwear. His kisses travel further down to her stomach until they reach the sweet scent of her arousal. He presses his nose against her inhaling deeply letting the scent wash over him. His erection is now painful in his jeans disparate to be freed. With a fleck of his claw her underwear is gone and takes he takes a long lick of her folds severing her taste. She whimpers and grinds herself against his tongue seeking more of the relief he just offered.
Ororo moans out loud as he captures the bundle of nerves in his mouth and suckles it. She grubs for his shoulders to support her weaken knees. Pressing her further into the door, he throws a leg over his shoulder has he darts his tongue into her entrance. She throws back her head against the door and moans at the feel of his tongue moving within. His rough tongue strokes her walls and soon she begins to writhe against him as she quickly approaches her orgasm. With a few more hard thrust of his tongue her walls convulse around his tongue as she reaches her release. He licks her juices clean and lowers her leg to the floor.
She barely manages to hold herself up on shaking legs as he kisses her again letting her taste herself on his lips. Ororo's hands reach out to stroke the bulge in his pants as his member strains against it disparate to be freed. The Wolverine is unable to resist any longer and rids himself of his clothes. He probes her entrance with the head of his member coating himself in her juices.
She begins to writhe against him trying to get closer to him seeking release from the heat that is once again building inside her.
"Please" the only word she can manage as she grinds against him. The Wolverine growls deep in his chest.
MATE!
In one swift move he enters her unaware that she is a virgin. This causes her to scream out in pain as tears run down her cheeks. Outside; lightening flashes brightly illuminating the room and is followed by the loud crackle of thunder. Hearing her cry out and smelling her tears he freezes and looks into her eyes. He proceeds to shower her with butterfly kisses as he walks them to the bed. He gently lays her on the bed still buried deep within her. He continues to kiss her as he caresses her sides waiting for her to relax and adjust to his large size.
Moments past as she grows accustom to him within her. Ororo wiggles her hips encouraging him to move. He pulls out almost completely before entering her again cautiously to avoid causing her any further pain. When he sees that she shows no sign of discomfort he sets a steady pace allowing her to adjust to the rhythm of his strokes. It is not long before she begins to follow his movements as she once again feels the heat build within her.
Ororo soon moan out loud begging him for more. Unable to resist his mate's pleads, he increases his speed thrusting harder and faster into her relishing her sweet sounds of pleasure as he begins to grunt his own pleasure. The storm outside reflects her mood as she gets closer to her release. She quickly losses control as it begins to wash over her causing her walls to tighten around him. Sensing that she is close, he doubles his effort which pushes her over the edge. He only gives her a moment before he continues to thrust harder and faster into her again seeking his own release.
He switches their position as he now takes her from behind with a more demanding pace than before. He soon feels his own release approach and with a loud howl he releases his seed deep within her womb as he bites into her neck staking his claim. Another bout of blinding lightening fills the room as the mixture of pleasure and pain sends her into another earth shatter orgasm before they both collapse onto the bed completely spent.
After amount he withdraws from her body and gathers her protectively towards him. The Wolverine nuzzles her neck lovely the smell of his scent that now covers her body. His last thoughts are of his mate as he succumbs to the blissful peace of sleep. The storm outside having calmed to the soft patters of rain drops on the window.
It is just before dawn when Logan regained control of his beast who is content to relinquish control after having claimed his mate. Logan is overcome with guilt after he replays the events of the night before. He glances over to see the young beauty whose long silver hair spreads across his pillow as the faint light of dawn attempts to shine on her caramel skin. He can still smell her alluring scent which is now mixed with his. He also smells a hint of blood which remains him again of the guilt he now feels having taken her innocence. He goes into the bathroom and returns with a basin and cloth as he gently cleans her knowing the drug was now out of her system. Seeing the evidence of her blood and his seed on her does not make it any easier for him. He does his best to clean and dress her before leaving the room.
He makes his way to the front desk with instructs for the receptions to see to it that the lady in his room returns home safely after he had discovered her address from her ID in her clothes. He gets on his bike and drives off too guilty to think about what he had done, what his beast had done.