I feel like I need to apologize for my spelling with the last few things I've posted. I'm working off a very old version of Word set to UK spelling. It's no excuse, I know. That kind of thing bugs the hell out of me when reading other people's stuff. Fret no more, Grammarly is installed!

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Chapter 2

"My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; The more I give to thee, the more I have, for both are infinite. Who can tell me who wrote this?" Storm asked her 12th grade English class.

As usual, Rogue's hand shot straight into the air. Storm smiled to herself, thinking how much the girl reminded her of herself at that age. She'd loved books as well.

"That was William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act 2 Scene 2."

"Yes Rogue, well done. Now William Shakespeare has written over.."

There was a sharp knock on the door, then a more urgent pounding when Storm didn't answer fast enough. She was very surprised to see Logan standing there huffing like something had him worked up. He wasn't normally up and about until noon at least.

"I need to see Rogue about her grades, urgently."

"Logan now isn't a good time." Storm replied quietly, shutting the door softly behind her.

"I'll be quick."

In the classroom, all eyes swiveled back to where Marie sat, sliding down her chair in embarrassment. She could feel her cheeks coloring behind the textbook she'd pulled over her face. Why did he have to pull her out of class?

As soon as she crossed the threshold, He pulled her into an empty classroom a few doors down, practically throwing her inside. His tight grip above her elbow was going to bruise.

"Logan? What is this about?" she didn't miss that he'd locked the door behind them.

"What's this I heard about you going to the movies with Bobby this weekend?" Marie noticed his twitching fists were tightly balled up like he was barely restraining the compulsion to release his claws. She sighed, preparing herself for yet another fight.

"It's not just with Bobby, it's with everyone."

"What if he wants to sit next to you? Hold your hand?"

"Then I won't let him." He was going to have to start trusting her at some point, to understand that she wanted to be with him just as much as he wanted her.

Logan stood there with his arms folded tight across his chest, jaw set in an angry clench.

"You're not going." He told her, his voice steady but with a hint of warning.

"Are you being serious? You are going to stop me from hanging out with my friends."

"If it keeps you away from ice-prick then yes." His eyes didn't break contact with Marie's even for a second. After a long while, she spoke trying to push her annoyance away, trying to see it from his point of view.

"Why are you being like this? This kind of stuff will push me away."

"Leave the mansion with me. We could go and live somewhere else and just be happy together."

"Does living here bother you that much?"

"Living here, keeping what we have a secret makes me want to die inside. What annoys me so much is that it doesn't seem to bother you." Neither of them realized their voices were steadily growing louder.

"It does, I hate it.."

"Clearly not as much as me."

".. but I understand the consequences of our actions. I'm only seventeen Logan. Seventeen! If the professor found out, think what he would do to you? He could have you arrested or at best sent away from here." The professor would never understand their love, nobody would.

"That's why we should leave."

"I need my education to secure my future. What will I do in a year or two when I need to get a job and no one will hire me because I didn't even finish high school?" he looked down. Being a creature of solitude and circumstantial habit, he'd obviously not thought that far in advance.

"I can provide for us." He practically yelled. If the class a few rooms away didn't know they were having an argument, they did now.

"We're not even having this conversation." She started to walk around Logan to get to the door but he blocked her with his body.

"Can you move? I have a class to be in." she watched his nostrils flare out, drinking in her scent. He was always trying to figure out her emotions right now, he could sense even the smallest change.

"Look we can talk about it later, I have to go now." Logan bent down so he was level with her dark eyes, so calm and still he could see his own fury reflected back in them. Those eyes that were so wise beyond her years he did forget how young she was sometimes. He huffed a loud sigh through his nose before looking down.

"I'm sorry, okay? I don't know how to deal with this type of thing."

"I promise we can talk about it later." She leaned forward and kissed him softly on the lips, the way she did when she was trying to make something up to him. There was no way he could be angry with her when she was that sweet with him.

He huffed again as he stood up to his full height again, standing over a foot taller than her.

"Go on then kid, scamper." She gave him a wry smile before walking out. In her own mind she thought that him calling her kid was inappropriate now, especially after they, you know. But it was kind of a comfort, a pet name only Logan had used since the day the met which had to count for something right?

Back in the empty classroom, Logan was thinking of a way to keep her under his control. He didn't want her slowly slipping away from him like his previous life and memories. Marie was the only thing that made life worth living nowadays. Her smile, her laugh, the sounds she made when she was close to coming. Even the thought was enough to make Logan hard and he was sorry he'd let her go so soon.

He needed a way to keep her tied to him forever. To keep his girl with him so she'd be protected and loved. He couldn't live without her. Logan needed her to have a reason to stay with him, her word wasn't enough anymore.

The Wolverine yearned to mark his territory now he felt threatened. He would need total submission from his mate, he would command her and take what he was entitled to. There was no grey area, no compromise, and no forgiveness.

The Wolverine could only see in black and white.

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That evening he ran her a hot bath in his room, filled it with the scented candles he knew she liked but messed with his nose.

Marie was surprised, she had actually expected another argument but Logan was being almost playful. He jumped in the bath with her, massaging the bubbles over her shoulders then down her chest. Just as it was getting good he stopped. She let out a protesting moan before he quickly picked her up and laid her down on the bath mat.

Their wet limbs were slippery and he almost fell on top of her in haste to get to those delicious lips. Logan nudged her legs open with his knee. Marie shook her head quickly before breaking the kiss to speak.

"Aren't you going to use protection?" The first time this happened, she'd gone down to the pharmacy the next day with fifty dollars taken from Logan's jacket pocket and disconcertingly mumbled to the nurse she needed the morning after pill. Ever since then they had been using condoms, much to Logan's frustration.

"I'll pull out." Logan leaned down to capture her lips again, roughly pawing her wet body with the hand that wasn't supporting him. Damn, she was flawless, full, pert creamy breasts topped with pretty pink nipples just begging to be taken into his mouth and sucked.

"It will be okay." He whispered in her ear before, biting down on the lobe and thrusting in hard. Marie let out a shriek at the sudden intrusion before moaning in pleasure. His strokes were slow, deep and powerful. It was a mix of pain and pleasure she's not experienced before. She hadn't known there were so many different ways to have sex in the same position.

Logan pulled all the way out before rolling her onto her belly slamming back inside. This time she really did scream. He had to hold a hand over her mouth as he increased the pace. He could feel her inner muscles beginning to clench and unclench as she drew nearer and his own throbbing building up in response.

"Just a… bit harder." He managed to get out between thrusts and she thought she would be ripped open if he did. Then her own orgasm tore through her like a torpedo, exiting her mouth only to be dampened by Logan's large hand.

He pulsed inside her once before pulling out and spilling his seed all over her lower back.

"Let me up." Marie cried from underneath him, her legs dead from his weight. He fell half blinded by the force of his orgasm against the tub as she rolled onto her back. Both breathing hard they made eye contact and let out a chuckle at the same time.

"That was so good baby." Logan managed between breaths. From where she was laying she never seen anyone, man or woman, look as magnificent as he did now. The way sheen of sweat on his tanned skin accentuated every line in his body, athletic and predatory. The body of a hunter. The way his chest billowed up and down trying to make up for lack of oxygen and that corrupt grin he was shooting her made her own heart beat double time.

"It was amazing but I feel like I need another bath after that, my back is all sticky."

"Would you settle for a shower?" all it took was that irresistible, bemused smile before he swept her into his arms she melted into him again, powerless against the Wolverine's charm.

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