He Who Angers You Controls You

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters or places in this story.

Logan finally came to three hours later, from Scott’s blast. A low growl form in his throat, as he lifted himself to his feet. Although the wounds from Emily’s attack had all ready healed, his shoulders still ached.

He firmly twi his his head from side to side, relieving the stress in his neck. His brow narrowed, as he glared aimlessly towards the door. He was furious at what Emily had done, but at the same time he was impressed.

Rarely did he encounter a woman that knew of him and still had the confidence engage in such an act, as Emily had done. However, what impressed him the most was that she showed no sign of fear when she did it.

The thought aroused him and soon all his frustrations faded. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. Her sweet vanilla scent filled his senses, but then his eyes flew open, when the smell of blood suddenly struck him.

He was almost positive that he hadn’t hurt her, but then again he could never assume anything, especially when the Wolverine inside took over. The muscles in his stomach tightened, as he thought of the worst that could have happened.

Logan rushed out of the gym, a feeling of dread radiated through out his body. He followed her scent to her bedroom and sighed with relief, that it hadn’t led him to the medilab.
He stood in the doorway and folded his arms across his chest.

He closed his eyes and sniffed at the air, the fragrance of wild berry body wash and Herbal Essence shampoo filled his senses. He inhaled deeply before opening his eyes and fixing his gaze on the bathroom door, that was ajar.

He stood there silently as he watched her naked reflection in the mirror. He gazed attentively at her, taking in every curve of her upper body and admiring her plump but firm breasts. Her rosy pink nipples were all ready erect, from stepping out from the hot shower and into the cool air that filled the bathroom.

Immediately he could feel his cock straining against his jeans. He couldn’t believe the power she had on him. One second she’d have him enraged and the next she’d have him wanting to fuck her like the wild animals that they were. She was the only woman he knew of that could get away with attacking him and then manage to excite him afterwards.

He knew it was wrong to invade her privacy in such a manor, but he couldn’t help him. H. He loved how she never backed down from him and showed no fear towards him, despite knowing about his short temper and viciousness. She intrigued him since the beginning and now that he was seeing her naked, it heightened his interest even more.

Logan grinned devilishly. All he could think of was barging into the bathroom, shoving her against the wall and ravishing her, but that thought quickly vanished. His gaze drifted past her breasts and he saw three long, bright red scratches on both sides of her stomach.

His breath caught in his chest and thets its in his stomach returned. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her and it pained him to know that he had. He couldn’t face her now. The thought of her looking at him and seeing fear in her eyes was too much to bear. He closed his eyes and sighed, then turned to leave.

“…Wolverine…”

Logan froze in mid de. de. He should have expected her to know he was there, but hoped she wouldn’t. He still didn’t want to face her, but now he had no choice and he turned around.

Emily shuffled out of the bathroom, tying the belt to her silk black robe, then stopped in the middle of the room. She looked up at him and met his gaze. She could see the sorrow and pain in his eyes and her body started to tremble with guilt.

She wanted to tell him horry rry she was and that she never meant to hurt him, but couldn’t find her voice. A hard lump had formed in her throat and she could feel her eyes start to fill. She couldn’t bear to look at him any longer and turned away.

Logan’s chest tightened, as he saw tears roll down her cheek. Although he was glad to see that she wasn’t afraid of him, it broke his heart even more, to see her like this. He sighed heavily and walked over to her. He placed his hands on her arms and felt her shaking.

“…Look at me,” Logan requested, his voice shallow and raspy.

Emily lazily shook her head. She didn’t want him to see her cry, even though he knew. Logan placed his hand under her chin and slowly lifted her face. She swallowed hard, and then opened her eyes to meet his gaze.

Logan sighed. He cupped her face with his hands and gently caressed her cheek with his thumb. “I’m sorry,” he uttered.

“So am I Logan,” she replied, withaintaint smile.

Chills ran down his back, the second he heard his name pass her lips for the first time. The strain in his jeans grew instantly, he couldn’t resist any longer and his mouth eagerly covered hers. His kiss was strong and passionate and Emily could feel the heat between her legs rise, as his tongue forced its way into her mouth.

Emily wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled him closer to her. She moaned deeply into his mouth and rolled her hips against the bulge in his jeans. The heat from her sex engulf his cock and he growled.

He took his hands from her face and ran them down her back. He clutched her ass tightly and lifted her from the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist and felt his cock pulsating ast hst her sex.

He carried her towards the bed and laid her down. Her legs bent up around him and her robe slid off her thighs, as he settled between them. She loved the way he felt laying on top of her and the tiny nub of flesh between her legs started to ache.

Logan broke away from her lips and Emily groaned. He grinned lustfully, before lifting himself from her and kneeling between her legs. The scent of her arousal filled his senses and it drove his crazy.

He tugged at the loosely tied knot of the belt to her robe, and then slipped his fingers under the folds of her robe. His fingers grazed the cuts on her stomach, as he opened it and Emily winced.

Logan stared down at the marks and hesitated, then looked up at her. The look of shame filtered into his eyes again and he questioned himself whether or not to continue. Emily raised her hand, placing it on the side of his face and smiled. The desire and need in her eyes, was all he needed for an answer.

He rid himself of his tank and jeans, and then carefully laid himself back down. Making sure to keep as much of his weight off her stomach, he extended his arms and hovered slightly above her. The stress between her legs rapidly increased, as his cock firmly pressed against her inner thigh. She gripped his arms and squirmed against him, the need to have him inside her was agonizing.

Logan smiled at her silent plea, then adjusted his hips and slowly guided himself inside her. He stilled himself for a moment, savoring the feeling of her tight wet sex wrapped around him. Emily closed her eyes and moaned. The pain of being stretched wider than she had ever been was minimal compared to the amount of pleasure that radiated through out her body.

She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and arched her back. Logan grunted as he slid deeper inside her sex. Fervently Emily rocked her hips urging him to continue. He quickly obliged and began pumping his hips.

He lowered his head and captured a nipple with his mouth. His tongue lapped vigorously against her hardened flesh and she moaned. Emily squirmed beneath him and her hips bucked, as he hungrily sucked on her nipple and gently roll it between his teeth.

“Oh God! Fuck me harder,” she begged, as she released her hold on his arms and gripped his ass.

He grinned wickedly around her nipple and eagerly began thrusting himself inside her. The bed squeaked and the headboard banged against the wall, as he fucked her hard and neither one cared if anyone heard them. In fact the thought of someone hearing them, only made Logan poundo heo her even more.

His eyes closed and his head flew back, moaning and grunting with every thrust. Emily dug her nails into his ass, the second he hit her sweet spot and her hips started to jerk uncontrollably.

Waves of pleasure immediately flooded her body as her climax hit. She clenched her eyes shut and arched her back.

“Oh God Logan!” she screamed.

Logan growled loudly, as her sex tightened painfully around him. His hips vigorously slammed against her like pistons. He could feel the strain in his balls and with one finally thrust, his own climax hit.

“Oh yeah!” he howled, as his seed shot out and coated the walls of her sex.

Their moans echoed through out the room as their bodies overflowed with pleasure. His body jerked erratically and his cock pulsated inside her. Logan collapsed on top of Emily, grunting and panting. Before er cor could catch their breath, he wrapped his arms tightly around her and hungrily covered her mouth with his, muffling the last of their moans.

When their bodies relaxed, Logan slowly pulled out of her and lay beside her. Emily rolled onto her side, then draped her arm across his chest and rested her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her and soon they fell asleep.