A/N and now for some more lemons...and a little plot. Can't get by without a little Plot...Again MATURE! don't read if you are offended by a little Dominance.

Chapter 3

She moaned. She wasn't going to let him do this to her again. Once had been enough, now she was pregnant, and he still made her feel like her bones were jelly just scraping his claw tips across her skin. She couldn't allow it, if she did, she was done, she could kiss the X-Men good-bye. Ro wouldn't let her stay on the team if she let Sabretooth fuck her twice...but damn it felt way too good to try to get him to stop.

She didn't know when she ended up on her back on the couch, her jeans on the floor and him glaring at her.

"Tsk Tsk...Kitten I thought you knew better." He said. "Stay right here."

She heard herself groan in protest as he pulled away from her and she felt the cold air where his hot skin had been. She whimpered as she felt her tender nipples constrict in the cold air.

"Off." He said and she looked at him confused. Did he want her off the couch? Then she saw what was in his hand and blushed. She slipped out of her comfortable panties and he insisted on slipping the black satin thong up her legs slowly, licking every inch as he positioned the strings and fabric where he wanted them. She felt his skin against her legs, the soft brush of the light fur that covered his skin, not harsh like the hair on a man's chest or body, but soft, like the buff fur of a baby lion cub or a kitten.

She never would have thought of any part of him as soft, but her hands stroked his shoulders as his mouth teased her legs open wider for him.

"Victor, God you're so soft." She whispered. She felt him growl over the small piece of satin covering her core.

"You think I'm soft!" He looked up at her with his eyes black.

"Your fur, its like velvet or a kitten's fur." She whispered, she didn't feel the least bit threatened by his look.

"I'll teach you soft." He growled again, and his mouth came down hard on her through the satin. She screamed, the orgasm hitting her hard and out of the blue. Soft, where had she ever gotten the idea he was soft. Soft...what...soft...why was she thinking soft...his skin under her fingers felt so good as she held him, her nails digging into his skin, not wanting him to move as his tongue delved deeper into her, his fingers pulling her flesh apart, open for his gaze. She felt his tongue and teeth on her core and threw her head back as she felt his fingers plunge into her, carefully, but forcefully. She could feel the light scrape of his claws, but it only added to the raw wave of pleasure that crashed over her, making her entire body tremble.

"Soft huh." He growled again.

"Mmhmmm..." She moaned. She heard the deep growl and the slap on her thigh made her jump. "OWWW"

"That was for calling me soft." He said, pulling himself off of her, then pulling her across his lap. "This is for making me wait." A slap right across her bare ass. She jumped and tried to get out of his hands, but the claws dug into her skin, almost drawing blood. His hand rested on the hot skin where he'd slapped her, and stroked it gently and she settled down. His fingers traced the string of the thong between her ass cheeks and she remembered the last time he'd touched her ass...and the things he'd done. She felt his fingers stroke her wet opening and knew he knew she was remembering.

"This is for making me re-live American Graffiti every time I thought of you to control my damned erections." He slapped her ass again, and she whimpered, but not entirely from pain.

"This is for even CONSIDERING killing my cub." That one was pain, and she thought she felt something wet down the outside of her leg. His tongue rasped across her skin, licking up whatever it was, and his fingers slipped from her burning ass cheeks down and into her opening. His fingers were magic, she didn't even feel the pain anymore as he pumped them in and out of her, her body exploding in a raw orgasm as his teeth bit into her ass while his fingers fucked her hard.

"And that...is for thinking to call me first, for wanting ME, needing ME to help you...You're mine now, Kitten, so don't even deny it." He whispered as he eased her onto her stomach on the couch. She felt him leave again, and then his body cover hers, the string moved to the side, and felt him slide deep inside her. She moaned as she felt his body moving over her, she knew she wasn't going to even be able to think, and just as the pleasure crashed over her again, he pulled out and plunged deep into the other opening. She screamed, but it wasn't in pain...

"VICTOR! FUCK! Damn you bastard, fuck me damn it! Get that fucking cock back where it belongs and fuck me..." That was all she remembered screaming as he pounded into her, and she felt him slide something into her wet, dripping pussy. She felt him turn on the vibration and somehow the two moved in sync, and her body exploded, mind numbingly exploded until she didn't know where he ended and she began, it was just wave after wave of pleasure, and she could hear words coming out of her mouth, but she had no idea what she was saying.

"You better clean that thing before I get it in my mouth, you fucking bastard, I am going to suck you so dry you'll think your balls were in the Sahara Desert for a month. You won't even think about fucking anyone else for a week because you'll be too damned sore. I'm gonna lick your balls and suck them until you cum all over my tits and then I'm gonna lick it off and make you watch me lick my fingers, and then I'm gonna suck you hard again and ride you until you just can't fucking cum anymore!" She passed out at some point, or thought she did.

She woke up in a bed and moaned. The sheets were so soft against her skin. She whimpered a little as something moved, and she felt his claws, gently, scraping against her back.

"Is my Kitten awake." He whispered, his body covering her. She moaned slightly, and his had moved to brush her with the flesh not claw tips.

"Working on it." She whispered...she had to, her throat was raw.

He chuckled. "Darlin, as I said before, I thought I could talk dirty...shit you gave ME ideas!" He licked behind her ear. She moaned, her body trembled and she knew it wouldn't take much to push her back to a fevered frenzy.

"I've got a good imagination." She giggled. She felt his hand stop a moment, then move again.

"It just better be imagination...no one else is ever gonna touch you." He growled, and she knew he meant it. This was it, no more X-Men. She was going to have to call and resign, not that she really wanted to work with Logan anymore anyway. She moved and felt something tight across one ass cheek.

"What the hell is that?" She reached back and felt a bandage.

"Sorry...I got a little carried away. Claw caught you by accident." He whispered.

She rolled over, and caught the real look of regret on his face. She smiled and stroked his cheek, her fingers feeling the roughness of his sideburns as her body felt the softness of the light fur everywhere else. And she now knew it was EVERYWHERE else...he'd actually, somewhere in all this, let her explore and play a little bit, and she'd spent hours stroking the soft fur on his back and legs.

"'sokay." She whispered. He brushed his cheek against hers and she suddenly realized he'd never kissed her. She moved to kiss him, but he pulled away.

"What day is it?" She asked, trying to hide the hurt.

"Tuesday." He growled. "Which reminds me, I've got an appointment in about an hour down in my office, if you want to just curl up here and rest." He leered down at her. "Or there's a big tub and shower, you can clean up. There should be clothes in the closet that fit."

She wondered a bit about that. Why would he have clothes in his closet to fit her?

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She'd surprised him alright. She'd taken to everything just like he'd hoped, even her punishment had gone exactly the way he wanted. She was his, completely and she didn't even realize it yet. Of course he was hers, he'd admitted that sometime Sunday when she'd been riding him, he'd never let a woman be on top, but she was so damned sexy doing it, and, while a little awkward to start, really able to pull an actual involuntary orgasm out of him. That had been when it hit him. He never wanted another woman. She was exactly what he needed.

It was a good thing he'd been planning that way the last six weeks. Twice a week meeting with a Rabbi for conversion. The appointment with the Moyle had been uncomfortable, but after the discussion there, the Rabbi found several passages that would apply to his conversion without having to get snipped. He dressed carefully. She didn't need to know he was meeting the Rabbi this afternoon to discuss wedding plans, not yet.

Then there was the call he needed to make to Storm. Somehow, he was going to have to figure out how to work with his brother, and that damned weather witch. She wasn't going to give up the team, not if she didn't want to. He'd see to that, but she wasn't going on any missions without him.

She curled back up in the middle of the bed and he chuckled as he closed the bedroom door. He wanted her just like that.

He stopped at the door next to his bedroom and looked at his home office. He didn't really need it anyway. He'd get contractors in here next week and get it stripped out and turned into a nursery. THIS cub he was going to raise, with its mother, and fate could kiss his ass. He heard her moan a little as she moved. He was going to have to slow down, go a little easier on her for a while. She needed some rest after this weekend.

He stepped into the living room and heard a vibrating sound. He found it in her jacket pocket.

"MOM" was on the screen. He considered opening the phone, but decided not to.

He walked back to the bedroom and tossed it on the bed.

"It's for you." He said and closed the door.

"SHIT!" He heard her yell.

"Hi, Ma."

"Yes, I'm fine. I've been busy...MAAAAAAAA!" He had to open the door again. She was sitting up, the sheet pooled around her waist, her bare breasts whisker burned and red, nipples taunt and ready for his mouth, her hair was disheveled and her eyes sleepy and satisfied, just the way a well fucked woman should look.

"...uncircumcised mutant again. I keep telling you, bubila, men like that only want one thing out of a good girl like you.

He knew he was going to regret this, "And they get it too." He said loudly as he flopped onto the bed. Kitty screamed.

"VICTOR!" He snatched the phone out of her hand. Someone had to rescue her from his future in-laws, and it was time he stepped up.

"Yep, Mom...and as soon as I meet with the Rabbi this afternoon, the wedding plans will be started, so don't worry. And as for my uncircumcised state, well I can't help that, my mutation won't LET me get circumcised, I already tried. The Rabbi says it won't stop the conversion, so get over yourself. You'll get good Jewish grandkids, and sooner rather than later, so get off my future wife's ass about it, that's my job and she likes me riding her ass a whole lot better than she does you."

Kitty sat there slack jawed, and he handed her the phone. "Gotta go talk to a guy about a canopy and a glass to break."

He closed the door again and stood outside. "Yeah Ma, I heard it too...oh shit, he actually went to a Moyle and tried to be circumcised... I'LL KILL HIM!" He ducked out on that note.

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She hung up the phone and it hit her. He really did want to get married...and he'd been thinking about it for a while, if he was meeting with a Rabbi to convert. He wanted to marry her before he found out about the baby. Suddenly her whole world was right again. She dialed her office and Mike answered.

"Hey, where you been Boss!" he asked.

"Taking care of some personal stuff." She said.

"Well, I think we got everything under control, if you need to stay disappeared for a while." He said.

"Thanks, I needed to hear that." She said.

"You need a break, the last six weeks have been hell on all of us." He said.

"Thank you so much, when you can take some time, I know you and Frank need some personal time too." She grinned.

"Oh, Sweetheart, if you are actually GETTING some... please, Frankie and I can wait." Mike said with his teasing lisp.

"Well..." She said, and she heard his girly squeal.

"You ARE...OH, Oh I'm so proud of you, my little girl has finally grown up. Tell me its some big manly stud who just swept you off your feet and taught you all the good ways a man can give lovin..."

"Oh you..." she laughed.

"Thellll me lovie...tell me you've joined our little back door club, I bet you did and you LIIIKEDDD it." He drawled.

She laughed, and he squealed again. "OH you did. You naughty little girl you. Oh tell me he's hung like a horse, I have to be jealous of something."

"Get back to work, or I'll file a sexual harassment suit against you." She laughed.

"OH he is...I'm so jealous." She laughed. Mike could always cheer her up. "I have got to get all the details, girlfriend, but I need to get back to work or my boss is going to sexually harass me again."

She hung up the phone. It felt so good, just telling someone SOMETHING!

She looked at the little screen again, and dialed Rogue's cell phone.

"Where the HELL are you, they're in a war meeting now trying to figure out where you are ta rescue you." Rogue said as soon as she picked up.

"I'm fine. Tell them to call off the dogs." She said.

"Are you SURE! You freaked me out, the way you took out of here Friday morning. It's TUESDAY!"

"I'm fine." She said again. "That's not why I called. Logan said something to me Thursday, and it pissed me off. I had to get away and think." She said.

"What the hell did he SAY!"

"He said...well that's not important. What I need to know...I need to ask you something and I need the honest truth." Kitty said.

"Okay?"

"Are you pregnant?"

"How the hell did...I ain't told anyone except...ummm...Logan."

"He's the daddy?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. That's what I needed to know."

"Why?"

"Not important."

"KITTY!" Rogue said, and Kitty could hear the door to the room she was in slam open and Logan grabbed the phone.

"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, KID?" She almost slammed the phone shut then, but she thought about the look in Victor's eyes, the fact that he wanted to marry her, the fact she was carrying his child, and stiffened her spine.

"Where I should be, with the father of my child, and where I'm gonna stay. I sure as hell am not going to be where some asshole can just casually tell me to get an abortion because its inconvenient for HIM!" She shouted the last. It felt good to actually tell Logan off. "So you can take your TEAM, your inactive list, and SHOVE IT UP YOUR ADAMANTIUM LINED ASS!" This time she slammed the phone shut. and heaved a big sigh of relief. That actually felt good.

She pushed one more button and got Ro's office phone.

"Kitty, what the hell is going on. Logan is on a shouting fit, I can't get anything reasonable out of him. Rogue is trying to calm him down, and no one knows where you are."

"I'm fine. I had to get away. I'm sorry, Ro. I just...there wasn't anyone for me to talk to there and when Logan threw things in my face Thursday, I just had to get away...and get some answers. I have them...and I know what I'm going to do." She said. This was the hard part. Quitting the 'Logan Fan Club' was one thing. Quitting the X-Men was another, but she had to do it.

"Kitty, what are you talking about. What did Logan throw in your face?"

"He told me I was pregnant." She waited, and the gasp told her that Ro hadn't known.

"What?"

"Yep."

"Can I ask who the father is, and it better NOT be Logan!." Ro said, steel in her voice.

"He's not the father of mine." She said.

"WHAT!" This time Ro actually shouted.

"He's the father of Rogue's." Kitty said.

"I'll KILL him." Ro said, and Kitty could hear the thunder in the background.

"She actually loves the dope, so don't kill him too much." Kitty said.

"What exactly did he say to you?" Ro said.

"He told me to make up my mind because we didn't need two on the inactive list knocked up, and when I told the guy I'm seeing, he interpreted that the same way I did." Kitty said.

"You mean, the way I am...to get an abortion?" Ro said, and the steel was stronger.

"That's how I took it" Kitty said. "and I can't work with that, or live with it. Besides, he's converting and we're getting married."

"Who is?"

"Sabretooth." Kitty almost whispered it.

"SABRETOOTH!"

"Yes...so don't blow a gasket."

"But he just called...wanted to join the team..." This time Ro sounded confused. "He didn't say a word about you or a baby?"

"He did what!"

"He called, wanting to bury the hatchet, and join the team. He wanted to come by later this week to talk about it. Frankly we can use him, if he's serious." Even Kitty could see that. Things were getting bad at the school, more and more kids, and less and less money and the older students couldn't afford to stay and teach and not get paid. Heck, Kitty actually put part of the proceeds from the computer company into the school.

"Wow...he's gonna wear a yamika and convert to Judaism so we can be married by a Rabbi, and join the team!" This time, tears flowed. "Ro, I think I'm really in love with him."

"Kitty, don't lose your head...this is Sabretooth we're talking about."

"Yeah, well like Logan's much better. At least Victor didn't tell me to kill my baby!" She said, bitterly.

"You have a point. And...I'll think about it."

"Really?"

"Yes. And think about using Logan for a lightning rod." Ro said as she hung up.