AN: ok so again M rated chapter, you can skip it if it makes you uncomfortable, maybe just read the last few paragraphs because those are pretty important to the romance, but really if you aren't a Mature audience please don't read. Also short, but it has a purpose in the story, and I didn't want to dilute it so I left it short. Sorry more to come soon I hope.

Chris panted and moaned into the pillow resisting to urge to thrust herself back onto him, not that he wasn't doing am amazing job of that himself. She had know challenging him to a fight might put her in this situation, she had seen it before, but she had to admit she had kind of wanted to find herself here. Face in the pillows, ass in the air with Logan pounding ruthlessly into her asserting his dominance and taking her as his, one fist in her hair the other running over her slightly stinging ass cheek, half threat, half reminder of what would happen if she tried anything. She mewled a little as he dipped his hips and thrust up into her hard a rough growl ripped from his chest lifting her knees clean off the bed. She couldn't help it she was so close she began so push back against him franticly and knew her mistake as she felt his hand tighten in her air drawing her head back and arching her back. He drew out of her with a frustrated almost angry huff as his palm connected with her ass with a firm SMACK that rocked her forwards a little.

"Nu Uh little kitten. Be good." He insisted gruffly bitting down slowly over her mark as he smacked her ass once, twice, three more times sending waves of both pain and pleasure surging through her body. She was so close that this was almost enough to make her come on its own, and he could tell between the smell of her and the heightened pitch of her instinctively submissive whimpers. "You don't come until I do," He insisted smacking her now red tinged and stinging ass for enfaces, "and if you do, I will string you up and keep you here until you learn to be a good Kitten." He warned voice deathly serious, and for some reason she couldn't make herself see that that might be a good thing. With a slight whimper she nodded and bared her neck to him.

'Maybe,' she though as she felt him release her hair and move behind her, 'if it had just been the sparring she would have been ok. Maybe she shouldn't have romped and nipped and fought for dominance so much in bed afterwards too, because now she was about to pay for it.'

She felt his rough face between her thighs and began to tighten them sure she would not last if he began that now, but her efforts gained her smarting ass another rough smack and she forced herself to relax and soon felt his hot breath tickling her sensitive flesh and nub. At first his tongue did not touch her most desired areas, it danced around the edges, caressed her folds and his hands, caressed her ass gently easing the stinging pain there as she breathed heavily into the pillow. Then the warm flat of his tongue reached out and caressed her nub and she fought the waves of pleasure for all she was worth. Again and again he lapped at her until she was so close she thought she might fall, but she didn't; his hand came down firmly on her backside with a loud SMACK over and over until the crest had ebbed and she trembled back from her release. Then he started lapping at her wet folds again torturing her with a mix of pleasure, pain, and complete and utter dominance that sent something through her stronger and more lustful then she had ever felt before in her life.

"Logan" she whimpered pitifully her pained voice pleading for her release.

"Hmmmm" he hummed the vibrations shooting pangs of sensation through her throbbing core, "that's it Kitten." he ground out stroking and kneading her aflame backside. He sucked her clit hard once more before releasing her and moving behind her once more. He traced firm hands over her exposed neck kneading the muscles there working out some of the tension, in her neck and shoulders before caressing his hand through her hair almost petting her as the thick fingers of his other hand did the same to her slick swollen folds. She was whimpering again into the pillows her need building with in her until suddenly his hand fisted in her hair and his caressing finger were replaced by his thick hard cock ramming balls deep in one thick stroke letting out a guttural grunt. His feral grunts kept up with his punishing pace as he pulled her hair to the right exposing the left side of her neck and shoulder to him.

It wasn't long before Chris realized she wasn't going to be able to stop this time, but he didn't want her to. Logan was now thrusting into her with such ferocity and abandon that any normal woman surely would have been torn in half, but she felt more alive and on the edge of something greater than she had ever known before. With a final flurry of trusts and a deep growl that worked its way up from deep with in his chest Logan bit down over her mark causing Chris to keen her release. She felt as if she was exploding and imploding at the same time, she saw stars, yet was consumed by blackness, she was weightless, yet falling. She felt Logan's hot seed burst inside her and the two rode their pleasures out as long as they possibly could. Wrapping an arm around her middle Logan dragged the exhausted pair onto their sides still pressed together as they had been, chests heaving.

Logan reached up and brushed some hair from Chris eyes, "You alright Kitten?" he asked her drawing out of her turning her to face him. She snuggled into him and nodded into his chest in response and he pulled her to him stroking any part of her he could touch. "You shouldn't have pushed me like that," He said half reproachfully half guiltily, "I loose my mind just a little when you get like that." He admitted.

Chris reached up to run her hand soothingly though his hair and shushed him, "Logan, Hun, I knew what I was doing, I wanted to see what you would do, and now I know."

"That was a dangerous way to find out." he said slightly pissed running a soothing hand over her slightly red ass.

"Maybe, but I might just have to do it again sometime soon, that was kinda fun, and defiantly sexy." She said teasing his earlobe with her teeth and causing him to roll his head way from her to keep his concentration.

"Ya?" He asked.

"Ya" she said nipping at his neck knowing that that was a part of what had gotten her into trouble in the first place.

"Troublesome little kitten" he mumbled batting her away, "Always getting into things you shouldn't." He said playfully tweaking her nose.

She scowled at him, but otherwise just closed her eyes and ignored the comment.

"How sore is your ass?" He asked rubbing a soothing hand over it once more.

"On a scale of 'really looking forward to that teacher's meeting' to 'fire burning from hell' somewhere around not sitting for a couple classes and feeling like I got a good paddling during that meeting and my meeting with the Prof before, which admittedly I did." she said shrugging.

"I'm sorry kitten I really didn't mean," but he was cut off as she sealed his lips with a kiss.

"I asked for it and we both know it. I know more about alpha mates then you do and you're one of them." She joked patting his cheek and snuggling closer, "Besides, who knows, maybe it will go away faster then I think and it will be fine." He hurumfed, but said no more simply wrapping her in his arms and nodding off his light snores tickling the shell of her ear.

Chris was standing before the mirror dressing about to slip her tank top on over her bra admiring her mark when Logan came up behind her to do the same. He ran a light finger over it and she hummed letting her head fall back onto his thick chest. "Look kitten," He said sounding awkward, which for Logan didn't seem to be a common occurrence, either he wanted to say it, or her didn't say it at all, "I know we kinda did this all weird and I know the timing is shit, but" and he trailed off again locking eyes with her through the mirror. Taking a deep breath the ready himself he continued, "But I know what this means," He said tracing the mark again, "and I don't mean just an obligation Chris, I care about you too. I won't let them separate us, not in this war, not after, and I really do hope after the war we can settle down and have that family. I know I take a lot of time to show you, show everyone, that you're mine, but I'm also yours, and I want to take care of you Chris," Chris huffed at him and he chuckled, "even if you don't need taking care of." He said kissing the side of her neck and she laughed softly at him.

He looked at her in the mirror his gaze running down her beautiful face with those emerald green eyes he was coming to adore, the creamy expanse of her neck, her shoulders and collarbone made all the more appealing by his mark telling the world she was his, her plump breasts and smoothly muscled arms, her flat stomach with the little glitter of black and silver peaking out from her navel and her small elegant hands, her hipbones where they disappeared into her black skinny jeans. He ran his hands over all of it feeling her, imprinting her body to his memory and holding her close to him; she was so warm, so soft, so perfect for him that he felt he might explode with emotion that for once was neither hurt nor rage. It was that realization that made it happen, made the words, true though they were, slip from his lips like so much smooth honey, "I love you Chris." he said his cheek pressed against hers.

She felt like time froze in its tracks as she heard those words escape his lips almost as if he had not meant to say them, but she knew they were true, and she knew she loved him too, she had known before she had let him mark her. She turned in his arms so that she faced him and took his face in her hands so she could look up into his gold flecked brown eyes and said, "I love you too Logan." before kissing him long and slow and deep.