He had taken her again immediately, gripping her hair, pulling her head back to expose her throat, sucking and biting with each languorous thrust.

And then, after a brief pause, again, sliding his fingers into and out of her mouth, telling her to suck, watching with the fire of imagination at what her mouth might do to other parts of him.

Each time, he had brought her to the peaks of ecstasy but as she felt herself being taken a fourth time, she begged him to stop. "Please. I need to rest." His eyebrows gathered with the frustration of still unspent desire. "Please, Victor." He nodded reluctantly and withdrew slowly from within her, settling himself heavily to her side. Her legs, feeble from their punishing spread, quivered as she attempted to pull them together. Sabretooth gazed lustily and arrogantly at her open legs, sending a shot of embarrassment through her that made her tilt her face away. But soon, she felt his hands helping to straighten her, gliding caressingly down her length, his left arm draping finally, almost protectively over her loins.

When she looked back at him, he had checked his arrogance and was regarding her again with his typical inscrutable look. "You want water?"

"That would be nice. Yes." She glanced down shyly. "And a towel."

He slipped out of the bed with supple catlike movements and she felt her groin twitch. Ororo, you cannot handle any more right now. He returned with a tin cup from the bathroom and towel. Ororo sat up to receive the items, but he passed her only the cup and waited for her to drink. Uncomfortable having him stand next her, watching, Ororo downed the water quickly and placed the cup on the floor. He slid fluidly into bed and pressed her gently back. "Lie down. I'll wipe you off."

Starting unnecessarily with her face, he carefully patted her brow, her cheeks, moving steadily lower but with the tentative awkwardness of man not used to performing such actions. For her part, Ororo wasn't about to complain. She appraised him silently as he busied himself with his task, the flex and stretch of his muscles, the coarse blond hair that covered his chest, the jutting squareness of his jaw.

When he finished, he tossed the towel to the floor. He pulled the blanket up over them and Ororo giggled to see it barely cover their legs, particularly Sabretooth's feet sticking out comically from the bottom. "Next time, I'll bring a blanket," he muttered. Next time. Realizing his hopeful slip, he stiffly avoided her eyes until she caressed his face. At her touch, he drew her tightly against him and she nestled her face in his chest, tucking her left arm between them and sliding her right over his meaty ribcage. His body is amazing.

Though his cock twitched against her, he made no move to start again, only stroking her in slow circles over her lower back and buttocks. Ororo herself felt a trembling need at odds with the ache between her legs, and knew if he made an attempt, any attempt, she would give into him instantly. Unable to resist rubbing her face against the muscles of his chest, she both thrilled and panicked when she heard him moan. In a flash, he was rock hard, and his hand stopped its circles to grab her buttocks tightly, his fingers digging into her seam.

"Woman." She stopped her rubbing and pressed her face against his skin, breathing directly into it, feeling and half-heartedly fighting her rising heat. "You make this hard." She didn't even think he had intended the double-entendre.

"Maybe," she said tilting her head up to him, shimmying up a few inches to reach her lips to his chin, "we could just kiss for a while." He gave her a dubious look before pressing his lips to hers. Mistake. The moment their lips met, the fire was reignited, and a simple kiss turned into Sabretooth's devouring of her mouth. She couldn't say she was disappointed, yet she whimpered as he rolled her back and spread her legs open once again.

She felt him prodding for her slick entrance as he consumed her lips, and then finding it, thrust abruptly and deeply in, leaving her gasping.

"No rest for the wicked," he whispered in her ear, and then proceeded to show her how wicked she was.