Release of the Animal | By : Memnoch Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Het - Male/Female Views: 6648 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter one “Oh God Logan not like this!!! Not yet!! It’s too much ” Storm groaned loudly just barely able to contain herself as Logan grabbed her hips tightly and started to force his hard cock into her ass. Ignoring her protests Logan forces Storm to spread open and take his entire length. Feeling her ass stretch and tear as his cock rams its way deep inside, Logan releases a growl from deep in his chest. Thunder crashes as Storm is forced to take all that Logan is giving her, the pain of her ass being torn open so forcefully throws her body into convulsions, her muscles reacting to the shock and torturous pain of being ripped in half. Tears streaming down her face as she screams out the pain, lightning flashing in the window and the violent crash of thunder intensifies with the increase of Logan’s thrusts into her, each one more forceful then the one before it. Snapping awake in her bed and sitting up suddenly Ororo grabs her chest trying to stop her heart from leaping out of her chest, the intense thunderstorm outside her window dissipates as her breathing begins to return to normal, her sheets soaked with sweat, hearing footsteps coming up the stairs to her loft, Ororo tries to compose herself suspecting who would be the first through door. The light from the corridor flooded the room as Logan burst into the room. Seeing her sitting straight up in bed with the sheets barely covering her body, sweat holding the bedding tight to her body. “Ororo are you alright? “ Still breathing heavily “ Logan… I … I am ok” Somewhat shocked and still dazed by the dream she makes little effort to cover herself up in Logan’s presence, looking over and realizing that Logan is taking in her entire figure smiling in a way that would make any other woman blush. “Logan” Pausing “Logan!” Shaking his head to snap out of the daydream he was in, Logan looks directly at Ororo’s eyes and sees them begin to cloud over. “Yes” Pulling up what little bit of the sheet she was holding to cover her ample breasts and hardening nipples. Ororo’s eyes scan Logan seeing his posture soften, her emotions start to calm and the threat of the weather witch in her slips away. “Is there something else?” “Are you sure you are ok?” Logan steps closer and looking around the room his senses on alert, picking up a mix of fear and arousal from Storm, he continues to survey the room not sensing any danger he turns back to Ororo. Her eyes locked on him as he stands between the window and her bed. Her breath catching as she looks at him, full of strength, just on the edge of being something completely wild that could tear apart anything that they could run into. There was something about him tonight that was bringing up needs in her that she had ignored for so long. The last time she felt this way Black Panther suffered greatly, driven to the point where he had to disappear. But Logan, why did he have to be the one? Was it the animal in him? Was it the way he could make her heart race just by looking at her like he was now? It was almost like he was looking right through her, maybe he was looking through her, his eyes are so intense, what is it that he sees? “Ororo” Logan’s voice a low growling tone. “There is something wrong” “Wolver…Logan… it’s nothing just… “ Looking down at her lying on the bed sheets covering just enough for modesty, Logan’s eyes wander Ororo’s body taking in the sweat glistened skin. “It’s just what?” “ Just a dream, its got me a bit thrown off.” Opening the window to cut some of the humidity from the room Logan, chuckles a bit under his breath. “That’s an understatement, you’re about to make it rain in here. You know the house rules… keep the storms outside.” Laughing without taking his eyes away from Ororo. Returning the laugh Ororo sheepishly lowers her eyes trying not to let Logan see that she is taking on the submissive role, if he were to see it could be just the thing to break Logan’s ability to control his animal side. Charles had warned her that Logan has the need to be the alpha male, and that if given a sign from anyone that he is more then equal to any of the other X-men it could cause him to assert himself as the head of something far more dangerous. With the death of Charles, Jean and Scott it has been harder for Storm to keep Logan under control. His late night patrols and constant looking for danger in every shadow. The sound of Logan’s low growl brings Storm back to the moment, the thoughts of Charles, Jean and Scott disappear like whisps of smoke. “Logan? Easy Logan.” She could see him approaching her with singular purpose, had he must have picked up her signals. ‘Oh its happening right in front of me, Logan is blurring that fine line between equal member of the team and Uber-male’ turning her eyes back to his only to see a fire building within them. The air in the room gets thick with the tension building between the two of them the open window isn’t enough to draw the air out. Storm fruitlessly tries to concentrate enough to create a mild wind to clear the air. “Logan, stay in control. We can’t do this right now. No matter how much you want to.” Ororo pleads trying to bring Logan out of his lustful trance. The hair on his neck bristling in the dim lighting, his muscles rippling in anticipation like a wild animal ready to pounce. A long low growl, rumbles from within Logan as he approaches Ororo tugging on the sheets she is holding close to her body like a satin shield, his intent starts to bare fruit as the fabric slips from her fingers exposing her ebony flesh, his growl grows louder as Ororo is left completely naked before him, her hard nipples keeping his focus, as he climbs up the bed taking in the scent of her, it fueling the desire deep in his loins. “Logan don’t do this! Not like this.” Storm’s eyes cloud over as a storm begins to build outside. “Logan!” His hands brush her thighs, her skin feeling on fire under his touch. The rumble of the brewing storm gives Logan further incentive to continue to climb further along Ororo’s body. Dropping his lips to taste her skin the first flash of lightning hits the air outside. “Ororo, you will be mine” Logan growls as his mouth takes in the taste of her. Dropping her hands onto his shoulders in an attempt to hold him back, Ororo speaks softly but firmly “Logan, I have been yours for a long time. I just can’t act upon my desires.” Pushing her hands harder on his shoulders trying to lift him off of her digging her fingernails in. “Logan stop this please.”
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