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Chapter 81

Ari P.O.V

Victor made me take several days off to rest and recover from my kidnapping. I think it was a good idea, though I didn't admit it, because if I hadn't then I would have probably been easily exhausted from work and University. However, I did manage to get an agent to represent me and my book, and I sent my book off to a publishers. I hoped that I could get it published.

Three days after I had woken up after I'd been rescued, there was a knock on the door. Victor stood before I could, and went to open the door. He kept everything blocked from sight, until he stepped to one side, leaving Cari, Mark, Paddy, Faith, Luce and finally Logan in.

I stood up, and caught Cari in a hug.

"What did I say?" She asked quietly.

"You were right." I acknowledged.

She pulled back and smiled at me, before I was in another hug from Paddy, and then one from Luce and then Faith and finally Mark.

Victor sat down, and I sat on his lap, knowing he'd want me close with so many people here, even if he knew them.

"So, you feeling better, Ari?" Faith asked.

"Much." I said nodding. "That place was hell. I'm glad Stryker's gone for good."

"We all are." Logan said. He had his arm around Cari's shoulder, and I could see a tint of gold in his eyes. Wolverine was close to the surface.

I turned to look over Victor's shoulder, and my eyes rested on the glasses and bottle in the kitchen. I was so glad I had telekinesis. I summoned the glasses and bottle to me, and placed them on the coffee table. I had to resist saying 'Accio'.

"Whose for whiskey, then?" I asked, picking up the bottle of Jack Daniels.

They all agreed to a glass, and I handed some out. I hadn't had Jack in a while, so I was looking forward to it. Had no one else wanted one, I would have had some on my own anyway. And I think Logan and Victor could use it to relax.

I caught Cari's eye.

How did you know that it could help relax him? She asked.

He's Victor's brother, isn't he? I figured that if it works for Victor, it'd work for Logan too. I responded.

She rolled her eyes up and down once, to show she understood. My theory was right. With a glass of whisky in them, both Victor and Logan did start to relax. Me and the guys slipped into our usual conversation and banter, just as we always did. It was as if Cari and I hadn't been kidnapped, and that was how we liked it.

A half hour later, I felt Victor's breath tickle my ear. "I'm going up to the roof." He said quietly.

I nodded. "Ok." I said, nodding. I shifted off his lap and he stood, and headed towards the door. Logan also stood, and followed him. I listened as their footfalls disappeared up the stairs and then I noticed the silence in the rest of the apartment. Cari and I exchanged worried glances.

"Alright, what's going on?" Mark asked.

"Logan and Victor… they're brothers." Cari said. "And they haven't gotten on in quite a long time."

"That's an understatement." I said. "They've tried killing each other several times."

"Bloody hell." Mark said. "Is it alright to leave them alone together then?"

"Well, they're either getting a fight out of their systems, or they're making up." I said.

"Or just calling a truce." Cari said.

"That sounds more likely than the second one." I said nodding. "We'd have heard something by now if they were fighting."

Let me guess, they would still be fighting if you two hadn't come along?" Paddy asked.

"Yep." Cari and I said.

"Ooh, Ari! You know I told you about my mother's friend, who makes dresses?" Faith asked.

"Yeah?"

"Well, she's given me a job, and she wants me to get your measurements."

"She's agreed to make the dress?"

"Yes, she has." Faith smiled and nodded. She pulled a tape measure out of her pocket. "Should we go into your bedroom then?"

I nodded. "Sure." I said.

We went to my room, and I took my top off (after much pleading from Faith, due to my not wanting her to see my brand), so Faith could get the accurate measurements for my dress. She wrote down her measurements on a piece of paper I'd grabbed for her. When she'd taken all the necessary measurements, I pulled my top back on, and we walked back to the living room. Victor and Logan were back down. I hadn't expected them to be done so soon. I sat back in Victor's lap, and when his arms wrapped round me, placed my arms on top of his.

"So, is the wedding going to be held over here?" Mark asked.

I shook my head. "Back in Wales." I said.

"Aw, cool. I'll have to try and get time off from the army. I'll be entering soon."

I bit my lip. "I hope you can make it." I said. "I'll do my best Tigris. You know that."

I nodded. "Thank you." I said.

The guys stayed until it got dark, but then they left to go back to the hotel.

Just before they left though, I pulled Cari to one side. "Maid of Honour?" I asked.

She grinned and hugged me tightly. "Of course." She said.

"Great. But, I'm not sure I'm going to have bridesmaids as such…" I said.

"You want me to be a witness." She said, nodding, a smile on her face.

"Yeah." I said.

"At least I won't get stuck in one of those dresses." She said.

I just laughed.

That night, Victor and I were lying in bed, and Victor seemed to be thinking of something.

"Do you think Jimmy would agree to be my best man?" He asked suddenly.

I looked at him and saw that he was frowning.

"I'm sure he'd love to. You're his brother, after all."

"That didn't stop him leaving." Victor muttered.

"Victor." I said sharply. "You told me the two of you made up earlier."

"We did but-"

"No buts'. You made up. Now, I know the two of you are probably still going to fight- what siblings don't?- but he's still going to be your brother, no matter what happens. I'm sure Logan will agree to be your best man. Tat is if Mort doesn't find a way to kill him for taking the spot first."

Victor laughed loudly. "You're right there kitten. I'll give you that." He nuzzled my neck affectionately, and then nipped at it. "Tank you kitten."

"What for?" I asked.

"For accepting me. Even the darkest parts of me."

I smiled, and kissed him on the lips. "That's what I'm here for." I said softly. "You can always be yourself around me." I said.

"And you me kitten." He said. "Now, how do you feel about Canada?"

"What for?" I asked.

"Well, I own several properties out there, how do you feel about having a honeymoon there?"

"I think it sounds wonderful. Have the wedding where I'm from, and the honeymoon where you're from. But, you know, I really don't care, so long as I can get you all to myself for however long we're there for."

"No interruptions. I promise, Kitten." He said.

I smiled. "Good. Now, how about a taster?"

He grinned, and was on top of me in a heartbeat, his lips crashing down on mine in a firm kiss. My hand traced down his abdomen and rested on his stiffened dick. I stroked along his length and heard him moan and growl at the same time. I wrapped my hand around him, and started to pump my hand. I pushed him over, and dipped down to his dick. I licked his head, and the pre-cum. I heard the growl rip from Victor's chest and smirked.

I opened my mouth and guided his cock into my mouth. Victor thrust his hips up, pushing further into my mouth. I started to suck at his dick, and run my tongue along it, as my hands rubbed and pulled at the rest that couldn't fit in my mouth. When Victor came, I swallowed everything he gave me. When he was done, I sat up. Victor looked at me for a moment, before he lunged. He grabbed my arms, and pushed me backwards, using his body to pin me to the mattress.

I felt Tigris take over in response to his actions. I nipped his ear playfully and Victor growled, no, Sabertooth growled. His hands grabbed my waist, as he lifted off me enough to flip me over.

If he wanted me from behind tonight, he was going to have to work for it. I slipped off the bed, and rolled over and stood up. Sabertooth lunged at me again, but this time I spun out of the way. I took off running towards the living room door. I heard a large growl, as Sabertooth came after me. I ran into the living room, and had just reached the sofa when two strong arms wrapped round me, and Sabertooth's body collided with my own, knocking me to the ground.

"Bad Tigris. Behave Kitten." He growled seductively in my ear. "I win."

Sabertooth pulled me to my hands and knees and I felt him towering over me, just before his hands gripped my waist, claws digging in, before he mounted me. I felt him fill me, and then lean over me, his hands resting on either side of me, creating a barrier around me. He began thrusting in and out of me, making me moan. One of is hands left the floor and he ran his claws along my abdomen, drawing blood. I felt him move his hand to my folds which he pinched and stroked. My breath began to come out in sharp pants as I felt his thrusts become rougher and harder. I felt my walls clench.

"Scream for me." He said huskily in my ear.

"SABER!" I screamed as I came, my orgasm shaking my whole body, but Sabertooth didn't stop pounding into me. I moaned and panted, as he did, his hand resting on my abdomen once more, but this time, holding me up.

"I'm gonna ride you till you're sore, kitten." He growled. "Till you can't walk."

I moaned, and lowered my head, causing my hair to fall away from my neck, exposing it to him.

Sabertooth bit down on his mark sharply, asserting his domminance. Instead of just leaving his teeth in and lapping at the blood as he normally did, he started to chew slightly. Sabertooth's pace increased as he pound into me, and his fingers once again started to play with my folds. By the time Sabertooth released inside me, and I collapsed to the ground, panting, I had climaxed four times. My whole body shook and trembled. He had made good on his promise. He had definitely not stopped till I was sore. And I didn't think I could walk. Tigris relinquished control, allowing me to become a bit less animalistic. I rolled over, my eyes closed.

I felt his hand rub against my folds, and whimpered and tried to close my legs. He chuckled.

"Good, Kitten. Now, I think it's time for you to sleep. I've kept you up long enough." Saber picked me up bridal style, and cradled me close to his chest. He carried me back to our room, and laid me down on the bed. He ay down beside me, and pulled the covers over us, before wrapping both arms around me and pulling me to his chest.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep rapidly.

No P.O.V

Victor breathed deeply as he gained back control. It was fun when their Ferals took control for sex. Well, it was fun all the time, but there was always that extra hint of a predator and its prey. Victor looked down at her sleeping form. She was still trembling from her many climaxes as she rested in his arms. Victor smiled at her. She always met him halfway, and she did what the frails he'd taken before he met her never did. She made him work for it. Tonight had been a prime example of that. She turned it into a game, allowing his hunting instinct to come out.

Victor let his eyes trail over her body. She was perfect. She had none of that fake shit. That annoyed him no end. Her curves were well defined, perfect for when cubs came along later on. And they were going to have cubs at some point. They had both agreed on that. He grinned, and his hand rested on her stomach, which one day would be swollen as she carried his cubs. He didn't know when, but someday, that vision would be reality. His grin widened. He didn't know why, but he loved the idea. It seemed perfect to him. Having Arianwen pregnant with his cub, and having both her and the cub dependant on him, until the birth, and then the cub dependent on him and Arianwen. He'd never given the idea much thought before he'd claimed her. But during Christmas, and especially afterwards, when they lost their first cub, he couldn't stop thinking of it. He wanted to be a father. Victor stroked his mates flat stomach. He was pretty sure that Arianwen wanted to wait until after the wedding. That was fine, so long as she was happy. But afterwards, he wanted a cub. He didn't care how many times he had to mount her, hell, getting her pregnant would be the easy part, not to mention very enjoyable too, but he wanted to have a cub soon after they were married. The idea had been driving him crazy. Especially after that miscarriage.

Through all his musings, Arianwen slept on. He'd talk to her in the morning about it. He hoped she'd agree to the idea of having a cub soon after they were married. She'd probably still be able to continue with her degree, she could get the lecture notes and assignments off others when she got too heavily pregnant, and after while she was recovering and still needed to be there for the cub, or cubs. But he hoped she'd agree. He saw how devastated she was when their last cub was killed, and in reality he knew that she was still mourning inside, like he was too, so he didn't think she'd be against it.

Victor took in her scent and let his eyes close. Yes, he'd talk to her in the morning. Hopefully she'd agree, and it would help them both out of the final stages of the grieving. A smile played on his lips as he once again thought of his mate being pregnant with his child. He fell to sleep, content, with Arianwen resting securely in his arms. Yes, he would definitely talk to her about it in the morning, and hopefully convince her.

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