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X-men Comics › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
14
Views:
4,534
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the X-Men or the characters herein. The only ones I do own will be the characters that are not in the comics. I write these stories for my own twisted pleasure and relief and make no money from this. Please do not sue.
I'll Take You Home...
Victor licked his lips as she came back, the scent of her fear and her pheremones mingling into something so heady it was nearly making him drunk. It was something so much more powerful then any drink he'd ever consumed. The fear was like a drug he couldn't get enough of...and never wanted to get enough of. He loved that feeling of power it gave him. To make someone or something fear him was like a living wet dream.
Normally, he wasn't one to pay attention to one little thing. Even while he hunted he paid attention to his surroundings. But still...there was something about this girl that...God...he just wanted to fuck her and kill her. Make her scream and beg and cry. He wanted to feel her writhe in pain and feel her blood on his hands...watch as it spilled out of her. He was getting hard just thinking of it as the blood lust started to kick in. He would kill her slowly. Not like the others. She...Shirley was special.
He stared at her trembling form as she sat the drinks down at the table. He grabbed her wrist again and he could practically feel her heart skip a beat as he did. He growled softly with delight as her eyes opened wide and gasped softly. "Why don't ya come on home with me tonight darlin'...I'll show ya a real nice time. Promise," he said with a grin.
She swallowed hard and shook her head. "C...can't. I've got to go home. My mother's sick and I'm only here t...tonight to pick up overtime," she whispered, suddenly very afraid of what kind of 'nice time' he was talking about. Something about his eyes gave her one of those really uncomfortable feelings. One of those gut clenching feelings that made you pay attention to it. Something that said, 'Run away! Danger!'
He smirked and pulled her closer, sniffing her before running his mouth up her neck where the jugular vein was, before whispering into her ear. "I'll get ya home darlin'. Don't you worry," he said, licking his lips when he pulled away. That had an affect on her...he could smell a slight hint of arousal coming from her and he smirked, his eyes glinting gold for a moment.
She shivered and closed her eyes, biting her lip hard to fight back a moan. The man scared her. He really did. But he had touched her neck with his lips and that sent a sudden shock of desire up and down her body. "Maybe...maybe for an hour I guess, but after that, I really have to go home," she said softly.
"Good," he said before letting go of her wrist, smirking a bit as she rubbed it. Leaning forward, he gave her a brief, but rough kiss as if a promise of the excitement to come later. Little did she know that he'd be having all of the fun...and she wouldn't be getting home that night...or ever again for that matter.
She did moan this time before standing up on shaking knees as she walked off, hoping her shift would be over soon.
Logan and Remy both watched from their booth in the back. Logan bit back a growl and Remy had to control his power as his hands and eyes began to take on that eerie red hue. They had to save the girl. And it would have to be soon. Otherwise, they both knew, it would be too late and Victor would have yet more blood on his hands and they would have blood on theirs as well by proxie.
Normally, he wasn't one to pay attention to one little thing. Even while he hunted he paid attention to his surroundings. But still...there was something about this girl that...God...he just wanted to fuck her and kill her. Make her scream and beg and cry. He wanted to feel her writhe in pain and feel her blood on his hands...watch as it spilled out of her. He was getting hard just thinking of it as the blood lust started to kick in. He would kill her slowly. Not like the others. She...Shirley was special.
He stared at her trembling form as she sat the drinks down at the table. He grabbed her wrist again and he could practically feel her heart skip a beat as he did. He growled softly with delight as her eyes opened wide and gasped softly. "Why don't ya come on home with me tonight darlin'...I'll show ya a real nice time. Promise," he said with a grin.
She swallowed hard and shook her head. "C...can't. I've got to go home. My mother's sick and I'm only here t...tonight to pick up overtime," she whispered, suddenly very afraid of what kind of 'nice time' he was talking about. Something about his eyes gave her one of those really uncomfortable feelings. One of those gut clenching feelings that made you pay attention to it. Something that said, 'Run away! Danger!'
He smirked and pulled her closer, sniffing her before running his mouth up her neck where the jugular vein was, before whispering into her ear. "I'll get ya home darlin'. Don't you worry," he said, licking his lips when he pulled away. That had an affect on her...he could smell a slight hint of arousal coming from her and he smirked, his eyes glinting gold for a moment.
She shivered and closed her eyes, biting her lip hard to fight back a moan. The man scared her. He really did. But he had touched her neck with his lips and that sent a sudden shock of desire up and down her body. "Maybe...maybe for an hour I guess, but after that, I really have to go home," she said softly.
"Good," he said before letting go of her wrist, smirking a bit as she rubbed it. Leaning forward, he gave her a brief, but rough kiss as if a promise of the excitement to come later. Little did she know that he'd be having all of the fun...and she wouldn't be getting home that night...or ever again for that matter.
She did moan this time before standing up on shaking knees as she walked off, hoping her shift would be over soon.
Logan and Remy both watched from their booth in the back. Logan bit back a growl and Remy had to control his power as his hands and eyes began to take on that eerie red hue. They had to save the girl. And it would have to be soon. Otherwise, they both knew, it would be too late and Victor would have yet more blood on his hands and they would have blood on theirs as well by proxie.