Snuff – Chapter 8

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I apologize for the gap in between chapters, real life got in the way and even though I found free time to write in my notebook, I lacked the time to type and upload. I also apologize if this seems rushed or hurried. I wanted to close it out because there are too many abandoned fics out there, I might continue with another chapter, I might not, we'll see. Thanks for all the positive reviews!

Logan could not remember when the last time he got a good nights sleep. He spent these past recent nights, so many hours before twilight, close to Marie's room, looking in every so often. Logan developed a habit of tucking the lose covers over Marie when they slid during her restless slumbers. The medication Logan finally coaxed her into take made her sleep through most of her nightmares, making her completely unaware of the crystal clear tears she would cry almost nightly.

Never the less, Logan always remained near, embracing her if she did wake, using his warmth as cocoon. Marie had appeared lethargic most nights, calming not to remember anything that stalked the depths of her dreams. Most nights she would instantly drift back to sleep. Not this particular night. This nightmare was a bad one, so bad Logan could smell the fear radiating from her, not to mention her labored breathing was a tell-tell sign of distress. Logan swiftly, but gently, nudged her, caressing her check with the back of his hand. Nothing. The panic in her sleep became more frantic as she began to fight against Logan's subtle touches. Without warning, Marie bolted upright, eyes wide open, scanning the dark room for any type of intrusion. Her soulful, distant brown eyes finally rested on Logan's form. She could barely make him out in the dark.

"Hey...you ok?" Logan asked, brushing away strands of sweat matted hair from her moist face. Marie just nodded.

Her voice slightly trembling, with a hint of embarrassment, she whispered "I thought you were...never mind." She leaned backwards against her head board, her heart, breathing and mind were all racing for what I seemed like eternity.

"Do you want anything?"

Marie shook her head. Logan reached for her hand and before Marie could object, he kissed the smooth skin, pressing his lips to the back of her hand. "If you need anything, I'll be nearby." As Logan turned to leave, he hear her whisper "I don't want you to go." Logan turned back to stroke an already flushed cheek. He studied her features and even in the dark he could make out her apprehension. He had longed to hear her say words similar to those, words he had been waiting patiently to hear and he swore he would never betray. He yearned for her, sometimes so much it physically hurt.

"I'll stay if that's what you want."

"I'm tired of being alone, Logan. I'm tried of feeling cold...empty." The last word barely escaped her throat before she teared up. With that, Logan slipped beside her as she made room for him on her small bed. Logan slowly wrapped himself around her and Marie snuggled deep into his warmth. "I'll keep the monsters away tonight, beautiful." His gentle, but husky voice tickling her ear.

"Promise?" Marie's weary voice echoed off the nape of his neck.

"Yeah, I promise." Logan titled her chin upward, skimming his finger tips over the silkiness of her lips. Her lips curling up to form a content smile, Logan replaced his fingers with his own lips, gently tasting her. Marie's own body melted against his, letting his tongue graze deeper. Logan let his hands travel to her side, tracing each and every bodily curve, making her shiver. She moaned his name.

"Logan..."

Slowly breaking the kiss he asked "You ok, darlin'?" He could tell she was hiding the fact she was nervous, not nervous about being afraid of him, it was a different kind of nervousness. "I want to feel you." She stammered while reaching under the hem of his clothing. "Anything you want, Darlin'." He felt Marie's small fingers reach underneath his thin t-shirt, handing shaking, she reached upwards and softly placed her tiny hands on his chest. Marie's touches felt so natural and so right. Logan didn't want her to stop, but he didn't want her to intersect any lines she wasn't particularly ready for. Her continued stroking drew a deep, throaty growl from him. Logan slipped both arms underneath her to position flat beside him. She seem to fit perfectly in the mold of blankets and his arms. Logan's lips finally met hers again, this time, drawing more passion and throbbing need. Marie responded by arching herself against his lips and roaming touches. Logan worked his lips away from hers and before she could protest, he ravaged her neck, leaving red blotches. He let his mouth travel from her neck, to her chest, her toned stomach, slowly unbuttoning her pajamas as he did so. He stopped when he reached her pajama bottoms. Tugging at the waste line, he asked "Can I?" When she nodded, Logan slowly unfastened the top button and with one gently pull, he had them past her thighs. He dipped his mouth unto her unexplored flesh, placing warm kisses on the inside of her slender flesh. He lowered her pajama bottoms even more, working his moth down with every inch. Once Marie's pajamas formed a pile on floor, Logan inched his mouth back up her body until he reached her ear, nibbling, making her squirm. He let his hands roam to her undergarment, the only remaining piece of clothing, twisting the fabric in his fingers. Marie gracefully shimmed free of the material, kicking it free from her legs. Logan's fingers parted her thighs with ease.

"I want you to get use to me first, Marie." She nodded and whimpered as he slowly inserted a finger into her womanly warmth. His lips captured hers again with a rhythm that seemed to match his fingers. Marie found herself holding onto his wrist while pushing herself against him. It wasn't long before her whimpering became louder and more intense. Logan deepened the kisses and worked his fingers harder. He sucked her bottom lip as she reached the brink.

"So perfect..." Logan murmured. Marie's breathing returned to regular and Logan inches his mouth to where his fingers where pleasuring her moments before. This caused Marie to buckle and groan his name, clawing at the sheets.

An odd question jingled his thoughts. "No one's ever done this?" Marie shook her head No and he grinned. "Even better." His tongue tasted and lapped her moist region. Working his fingers and tongue simultaneously until Marie shouted "Oh God, Logan!", bringing her over the edge for a second time. Logan was throbbing for her. He stretched back up to her length and cradled her in his arms.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"God, please no..." Marie grasped his shoulder as she prepared herself for him.

"Just tell me if I go too far..." He planted a kiss on her nose and slowly parted her legs with one knee. He captured a smooth leg and wrapped it around his waist. When she relaxed a bit more, he slowly eased himself inside of her, little by little, drawing painful gasp from Marie.

"I'm sorry Darlin', it only hurts like this for the first time." Logan soothed. He pulled her closer, covering her with his warmth. The need in Marie's eyes encouraged Logan's rhythm. He continued to place safe, warm, feathery kisses along her brow, nose and lips as he increased his movements. Marie slowly mimicked his movements and matched his pace.

"Just like that, beautiful." He mumbled between kisses. Marie continued to match Logan's guidance, his lips never leaving hers, until she felt herself hurling over brink for a third time, both of them reaching eruption. Logan hovered above her, sweat gleaming from every inch of skin, kisses Marie in sweet, short, tender burst.

Holy shit he thought she is absolutely amazing. Logan reached to the collection of blankets that had fallen to the floor, and bundled them both, Logan holding her as closes as possible, still trying to comprehend what just happened.

"You're beautiful, ya know."

Marie snuggled deeply into his embrace. "You're so warm..and safe." Safe. The last word almost caught him off guard until he realized how honored it made him feel. "Only for you, Darlin."