AN: Forgot to say last time, I own nothing except the plot.

Chapter Four

Logan knew he should let go, but right now he needed the comfort she offered. It felt good to have her pressed against him. It felt right. When he did pull back a little to look her in the eyes…

Marie felt him pull back and closed her eyes. She was a little stunned when he cupped her cheek and ran his thumb over it gently. She opened her eyes and stared into his trying to decipher what she was seeing there. They were darker than usual, but was it because his dreams haunted him or was it desire? Again she wished she had the gift of telepathy. She licked her lips as they suddenly felt dry.

Logan was caressing her cheek, trying to find the right words, but when her tongue ran across her lips he was a lost man. He couldn't stop himself from leaning forward and tasting those lips. They had haunted him for what seemed like ages. Ever since he came back and she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him into her embrace. He had wanted this for so long. He took his time kissing her, slowly becoming more passionate. He knew this was the first time she had kissed someone without her mutation on. He was pleased that when he ran his tongue over her bottom lip she opened her mouth to him. She tasted like cherries and chocolate, from the ice cream, and something that was just… Marie. Like cinnamon with a dash of honey. One of his hands moved from her back to cradle her head. His tongue explored her mouth, memorizing every inch, learning what she liked. When they parted they were both breathless. "Marie…"

Marie captured his lips again to keep him from what she was sure would be a rejection. She wanted this more than anything. If this was all she was gonna get, she sure as hell was gonna make it last as long as possible. Her hands moved from his back to his chest to run through the coarse hair there.

Logan knew it was wrong, he wasn't the kinda guy that could make her happy. She deserved someone who could give her wine and roses, the kind of guy you could take home to your parents. Not someone who only knew fucking, drinking, and cage fighting. He would never be that guy. He hadn't meant to kiss her, but now he couldn't stop. He didn't want to. The hand still on her back moved to her hip and his thumb played with the skin between her tank top and her pajama pants. She moaned when he trailed his hand higher and cupped her right breast over the shirt. His lips left hers to kiss down her neck. She moved her head to the side so he could access more of her skin. When he reached the spot where her neck and shoulder met, he found the right spot and lightly raked his teeth over it. She moaned even louder and one of her hands left his chest to thread though his hair. All the little kitten noises she was making were making his loose sweat pants feel like a prison.

Marie was in heaven. There was no other way to put it. She never would have thought that her neck would be so sensitive. Every kiss, lick, scrape of teeth, even his stubble was sending jolts through her. She couldn't help the sounds she was making, but he seemed to like them. Whenever she made one, he would pay more attention to that part of her. Marie knew she needed to stop him if only for a moment. She lifted his chin until he was kissing her lips again. When they parted for air, she lifted herself a bit. His arms tightened around her not wanting her to leave. "Sugar, I'm not going anywhere." She smirked then moved herself so she was straddling his lap. She could feel how much he wanted her there.

Logan was confused when she went to move, he locked his arms to keep her from going. "Sugar, I'm not going anywhere." He loosened his hold and was immediately glad he did. When her lower body came into full contact with his he couldn't help the groan that escaped him. He could smell her arousal and it was driving him to distraction. He was sure that the only better smell would be if her scent was mixed with his. Blame it on his feral nature, but the beast in him needed to claim her. To say to the world she's mine.

Marie felt his hands move to the bottom of her tank top and slid under the fabric, slowly lifting it up and over her head. She didn't know whether to be embarrassed or grateful she wasn't wearing a bra. No one had seen her this naked since she was a child, but one look at him and she could see the lust in his gaze. When he cupped her breasts and ran his thumbs over her aching nipples she instinctively rolled her hips against his, arching her back into his touch. The feeling of his rough hands against her nipples was exquisite torture. She gasped when he dropped his hand to her hip and his mouth took over, teasing her nipple into a hardened peak while the other hand continued kneading her other breast.

Logan loved how responsive she was to his every move. The smallest movement would have her grinding against him, trying desperately to get some friction between them. Lightly he bit her nipple and soothed the bite with his tongue. She made a disappointed sound when he let go of her breast. He blew on it making her shiver. He smirked at her before switching to her left nipple to give it the same treatment. When he pulled back he took in her appearance. She had never looked so beautiful to him. Her lips were swollen from kissing and her skin had a glow to it in the moonlight. "Marie…" He was again stopped by her, this time with her finger touching his lips.

Marie pushed on his chest so he would lie back. She kissed him hard, their tongues mating with each other. To say that she loved the friction of his chest hair on her sensitive nipples was an understatement . She knew she was inexperienced, especially compared to the women he usually had sex with, but she wouldn't let that stop her. Not now that she finally had him. She moved her lips to his jaw and ran her tongue along it before kissing down his neck to his collarbone. When she found a certain spot, his breath hitched. She smiled against his skin then ran her teeth over it eliciting a groan from him and his fingers tightened on her hips. In a move she could have easily missed, she was suddenly on her back.

Logan was so hard now it hurt. Never had he been this hard from just kissing and a little foreplay. He rolled her onto her back and captured her swollen lips with his once again, he couldn't get enough of those full lips of hers. His hand ran from her left breast down her flat stomach to where her pajama pants started. He slid his hand inside her pants over her soaked panties and added pressure to her aching core. He swallowed her deep moan as she ground into his hand.

Marie whimpered as his lips left hers. It felt amazing, but it wasn't enough. She needed more, more pressure, just more. There was a fire inside her and he was just fanning the flames. "Logan..." Her voice was husky with need, she just hoped he would understand. It seems he did because he moved her panties to the side and slid his hand inside, running his finger over her bundle of nerves. Her hips pushed into his hand and her hands moved to her own breasts to begin rolling her nipples.

Logan watched as she writhed against his hand as she played with her breasts. It was erotic as hell. She moaned loudly as he thrust a finger inside her warmth. He was amazed at how tight she was. Sure, she was a virgin, but he knew he had to gentle with her. He definitely wasn't a small man, and he could hurt her by moving to fast. He added another finger and used his thumb to apply pressure to her clit. She was close, he could smell it on her. He stopped his ministrations, he wanted to draw this out. Her protesting whine was cut off when he pulled her pajama pants down her legs along with her panties. When she was completely naked his eyes roamed over her.

Marie was a little unnerved by being so bare to him. She bit her bottom lip as he ran his gaze over her. She let her lip go when he spoke just one word.

"Beautiful." Logan leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. He made a slow path down her neck, pausing to pay attention to her breasts before kissing down her body to her hips. He ran his teeth over her hip bone and moved lower to the most intimate part of her. He parted her lips and ran his tongue along her making her hips jerk up. He placed a hand above her curls to still her, then ran his tongue in a circle around her clit. Her hands found their way into his hair and yanked when his lips closed around it. He returned two fingers back inside her, moving at a slow pace.

Marie could feel the tension in her body spiking. She could feel the coil inside her wanting to burst free, but his slow pace was killing her. Every time she came closer he slowed down, not letting her orgasm. "Logan… please. I need you."

Logan looked up at her as he withdrew his fingers. He moved back up her body and kissed her pouting lips. He started a bit as she put her hand inside his sweat pants and wrapped her hand around his hard length. His eyes closed in pleasure as her hand moved up and down. To be honest it had been quite awhile since anyone else had touched him and he wasn't sure how long he would last with her silky hand gripping him. He put his hand over hers to stop her attentions. He pulled her hand out and kissed her palm. He adjusted himself and took off the last barrier between them.

Marie knew she should feel nervous at seeing how large he is, but she trusted Logan to make her feel good. She licked her lips and spread her legs wider for him. Nothing was going to stop this now.

Logan used her wetness to lubricate himself, then slowly moved forward easing inside her warmth. He could feel the resistance and pushed forward breaking the layer of skin. He held still as she gasped, then brought a hand up to tease her clit, to make her forget the pain. When her hips moved to take more of him in, he groaned wanting to thrust inside her fully. He used his enhanced senses to know when to move and when to allow her more time to adjust. When he was all the way in he had a sheen of sweat on his forehead. He pulled out of her then thrust gently back in.

Marie's back arched off the bed as he thrust inside her. In all her fantasies, and she'd had many, she couldn't have imagined what it was really like to have Logan make love to her. Her nails bit into his back with each thrust. She could feel the coil becoming tighter and tighter. She wrapped her legs around him, moaning as he slid deeper inside her. "God…Logan… I'm…" Her head was thrashing side to side as she felt her release coming.

Logan could feel her tightening and could smell how close she was. "Come for me Darlin'." One circle on her sensitive bundle had her spasming around him, screaming his name as she came. A few more thrusts and his teeth bit into the spot where her shoulder and neck met, claiming her. He roared his release. He slumped on top of her, panting from his powerful orgasm. He was about to roll off of her before his heavy frame crushed her when she stopped him.

Marie smiled sedately and stopped him from pulling out of her. "Not yet." She ran a hand through his hair and kissed his lips. She laughed into his mouth as he flipped them. He was still inside her, but his weight was no longer crushing her. She pulled back to look him in the eyes and tenderly caressed his face. She started with his lips, then his jaw and chin. She ran her thumbs along his cheekbones and massaged his temples. She kissed his eyelids as he closed his eyes. She could feel the spot where he had bitten her, she knew what it meant and couldn't help but smile. The Wolverine had marked her as his. She wasn't sure if Logan had wanted to mark her. Now that he had though, she couldn't find it in her to be angry. She always thought that being a possession was degrading, but as long as it was Logan she reveled in the feeling. She was startled out her thoughts when Logan reached up and lightly ran his fingers over the bite.

Logan knew he should feel guilt for marking her, but truth was he never wanted her to be with anyone else, and knowing she bore his mark made his inner self satisfied. He felt her shiver as his fingers traced the mark. "Do you understand what this means?"

Marie grinned nodding her head. "I'm yours Sugar." She kissed his lips briefly. "I wouldn't have it any other way." She could feel the rumble inside his chest against her own. She wrapped her arms around him and settled her face into his neck kissing it lightly. Suddenly a thought occurred to her. "Logan." She tensed and he opened his eyes. "My skin…"

AN: Sorry it took so long, but to be continued in the following edition…