The Great Goddess Jean Grey

She ran at a measured pace into the forest surrounding the mansion, breathing hard. Funny. She could have sworn she was in better shape than this. She forced herself to breathe normally.

Logan’s shirt flapped around her stomach, distracting her. Why did the man have to be so short? Couldn’t he have a thing for outsized shirts?

A low growl came from off to her right. She turned and started running away faster in the opposite direction, when she ran into something large, furry, and warm. He grabbed her roughly and grinned.

“Boo,” Sabretooth spat into her face.

She tried to pull away. He stood there and laughed. “You challenged me, didn’t you, Logan’s little slut?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Sage gave up her efforts to pull away. “I merely said what Logan does, that you’re inferior to him in every way. Size, technique … everything.”

She pretended to close her eyes, but left a small slit open. His face darkened, and he pulled her into his chest, hard. Her eyes flew open and looked into his.

“Let’s do a little comparison, then.” He grabbed her chin and forced her head up. “Open wide.”

She kept her mouth closed, so he moved his hand under her jaw and yanked it open, then growled and forced his tongue inside. She gently responded after a minute or two, circling his tongue with hers, pressing urgently against his body. Mmm … so good …

His claws shredded the shirt she was wearing, ripping the back to bits. Damn. She wished he wouldn’t do that. Holding her head to his, he used his other hand to slice the shirt off from the front, then snatched heft bft breast and rubbed it forcefully.

She bit back the urge to moan into his mouth at the lovely sensual touch. She did, however, pull back from him a bit and tried to sneer. “Is all all you’ve got?”

“Not even close.” He watched her face as he flicked his thumb rapidly over her nipple. She tried to play it cool, but she was leaning into his hand and her scent was all lust, mixed with that irritating Logan’s.

“Get on your knees.” He pulled her close and opened his pants, the only clothing he was wearing.

She looked at his lovely large cock dubiously. “Well, if that’s the best you can do …” She knelt down on the ground and slowly sucked him into her mouth.

He snarled. She was destroying his focus, sucking it out of him, licking it out with that wet tongue, fucking him senseless with her mouth. No more. Time for revenge.

He pulled out of her mouth, and this time she did groan, “Oh …”

He threw her to the ground on her back, then spread her legs wide and entered her slowly, savoring her nice tight wet cunt. He had enough memory to hiss, “His cock must be the width of a #2 pencil for you to be this tight,” before he lost himself in the movement and the lovely, achy feeling of beinsiinside her again.

“Oh, God, you’re much bigger,” she panted, thrusting up at him again and again. Finally. It had been far too long since she’d had anyone this way. She tightened around him. It was happening. At last it was happening. She screamed loudly as she came, squeezing his cock, and he increased the pace until he spurted into her with a howl of satisfaction.

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Logan entered the mansion quietly. Just his luck to go out and forget his favorite hat. He stopped and sniffed the air. There were unfamiliar scents in the house. He cocked his head and extended his claws.

There was the smell of Quicksilver, Avalanche, Pyro, and Kitty on the first floor. He stole up the stairs and went down the hall of the women’s dorm to Kitty’s room. There were weird sounds coming from inside. He knocked. “Kitty?”

The sounds stopped, and she called out, “Yes?”

“You havin’ any trouble?”

“No,” a male voice called. Aussie accent, cocky voice, yep. It was Pyro.

He opened the door. Pyro was behind Kitty, and Avalanche was in front of her, lying over her. They were all in bed together. He raised an eyebrow. “Are these guys here to try to steal Jean away or somethin’? Cause if they are, I can get rid of them for you.”

Pyro moved against her from behind and she giggled. “Hey! I’m trying to talk!” Avalanche moved against her in front and she moaned. “No, no, they’re just visiting me.”

“Well, okay. Quicksilver visiting you, too?” He didn’t quite get why the guys would be handling Kitty like that, but it wasn’t any of his business. They didn’t seem to be hurting her, in any case, so it really didn’t matter.

Kitty breathed out, “No, he’s visiting Storm … oo, yes, keep doing that.”

He retracted his claws. “All right. You get into any trouble, though, you can call on me.”

“Oo. Oh. Yes. Yes. Please, Dominic, please. Don’t stop.”

He closed the door. Weird, the things these villains would do. He sighed and headed for his room.

Damn it. Sage had been in there again. She’d been coming in pretty regular for the past two months, about once a week, and each time some of his clothes were missing. She said she was just doing his laundry, but he never saw the things she took again. He was going to have to tell her to leave his stuff alone. Let her buy her own flannel if she wanted it.

He picked up his hat and left the mansion again, in the rain.

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Afterward, he held her, and she relaxed against his warm furry body. “We have to stop meeting like this. I feel bad about constantly taking Logan’s things.”

“What the runt don’t know won’t hurt him.” His hand stroked her back.

She kissed his chest. “I know. Perhaps I should buy him a new wardrobe.”

“Works for me.” His face was peaceful. “Just look up with me for a minute, would you?”

She turned. The clouds were parting, and one star shone through them. Beautiful. She smiled. “I hope that does not mean Pietro is leaving. Storm deserves all the fucking she can get.”

“You talked them into it?” Surprised, he turned her face so he could see her. “You really got them to do it?”

“Yeah,” she breathed. “They were so horny, really, all I had to do was give them the idea.” She did a brief telepathic survey. Storm was relaxed and content, and Kitty was … well. Kitty was far wilder than she had anticipated. Rogue was nervous. Magneto was coming to her room. She felt it.

“Who did they choose?” His eyes alight with interest, he licked her mouth sloppily.

She snorted. “Ew.” She wiped her mouth. “Well, Sinister shall have to do without, unless he made a clone of someone. Storm chose Quicksilver, and Rogue chose Magneto.”

“No kiddin’. And the kid?” Victor pulled her down to his chest again and embraced her.

“Avalanche and Pyro.” She waited for it. There was a sudden intake of breath, then the chuckle rose up from his chest.

“Wow. Never knew she was such a spitfire. I might have to look in on her.” His tone was teasing, but she punched him anyway.

“Don’t even think about it. She doesn’t want you.” She looked down on her lover with concern.

He smiled. “Why should I stay with you?”

“Oh, I can think of a few reasons …” She bent down and licked him gently. He flicked a finger between her legs.

He pulled her close again. “Guess I’ll stay with you, then.” He held her, and she rested against him, at ease and comfortable.