Blizzard

Mara knew she should not under any cirumstances be doing this with Sabertooth. He was far more dangerous than she gave him credit for and was strong enough to bring even Logan to his knees. But from the first time she saw him while she made her way around the city she wanted him, even at the same time being frightened of him. All this came to a peak as Mara thrust her perfect round ass towards Sabertooth, who hugrily licked his lips behind her. She was a glutton for punishment and if this punishment was for what was about to happen, then so be it. She wouldn't be able to hide what was happening forever but might as well enjoy it while it was happening. Logan would find out, he always did, and when he did Mara would be in store for something surprising.

The ground crunched behind her as his giant form approached her and she held onto the tree, bracing herself for the now inevitable. But even if she hadn't wanted him, Sabertooth was in no mood for her to say no. She felt two large clawed hands rub themselves up her bottom, lifting her tail out of the way and spreading her cheeks apart so he could get a better look at her juicy cunt. It was swollen and pink from his mouth and just oozed her sweet nectar. She chanced a look back at him and saw the reddened, angry-looking head of his dick poised against her. There was no going back now. He rubbed the inflamed tip of his cock against her slit, moistening it to where he could comfortably push it into her. She shuddered inwardly as she fit pit push through her folds to find her core, where he skillfully filled her slowly with his thick meat.

She had to bite her lip to keep from crying out too loud, as he was a tight fit, but just the feel of him inside of her finally was incredible. As she opened her mouth to let out a moan he removed his hand from her bottom and thrust two fingers into her mouth. She sucked on them eagerly like she would his dick, relishing the harsh roughness of his skin and the way his clawed nails dragged sharply across her tongue, gashing it open only to have it reheal itself, leaving the warm coppery taste of blood in her mouth. He withdrew his now thoroughly coated, bloody fingers from her mouth and spread apart her cheeks even further, dripping his saliva down over her puckered asshole before taking his wet fingers and plunging them inside up to his knuckles. She cried out at the sudden invasion but she she relaxed around him and as his cock hammered into her depths, his fingers pushed and pulsed against her bowels.

Mara had never felt anything so intense in her life, having such an incredibly large cock in her pussy and having two fingers, the equivalent of the size of an average cock, in her ass. His massive furry hips rocketed into her as she held onto the tree for support, otherwise she would be knocked forward. The force of his thrusts was enough to lift her up off of the ground a bit, letting her feet fall back onto the earth as he drew back only to be pushed upward again as he came slamming back into her. His fingers rubbed against her sensitive walls of her ass, clawing his way up and down the soft flesh, setting her nerves on fire and making her cry out over and over as he tore his way through her insides, reveling in the fact that she healed and he could do it over again and again. His other hand reached up to grab her tail, jerking it upward and holding her in position as he increased his fury.

Mara was getting off on his brutality a lot more than she would've liked too, even given the fact that she got off on pain. And the scent of blood and sex was sending Sabertooth into overload. There was nothing he liked more than the scent of blood and the sound of a woman screaming, especially if the two went together. His massive, heavy sac slapped against her clit as he brought himself forward, beating the tiny bud until she felt herself close to cumming again. Sabertooth smelled the change in her scent as she began to peak. She was driving him wild with desire and he was as close as she was. Mara could in turn smell it on him too, leaving her drunk with its potentcy. She closed her eyes as she felt herself letting go, but not before he brought his hand around front, slicing his claws down her delicate chest and then sinking his enormous fangs into her softly sloping shoulder, burying his teeth within her and then drinking the blood greedily, like a vampire, only to have the wounds he inflicted heal faster than he would've liked.

Mara ground her teeth together as the four different sensations brought her to the brink of madness and then over it, blinding her with bright white light before her eyes as she ground herself half unknowingly into the beast, too high to even scream, the orgasm so intense that she came dangerously close to losing consciousness. Sabertooth felt her contract around him and it pleased him disturbingly to know how much she liked being abused. He shoved into her sweat slicked body a few more times before cumming himself, with the taste of her blood still on his lips. His load shot inside of her in thick gushes, filling her up even more. He quickly pulled away from her as she slowly turned around to face him. He was putting his pants back on and she caught a glimpse of his thoughts and knew that he would be back for more.

Mara grabbed her nightgown and ported back to her room, tired but needing to shower his scent off before Logan smelled him. She threw on a robe and headed for the bathroom. It was now almost 1:15 in the morning and everyone, including Logan, was asleep, except for herself. She turned the water on, letting the hotness wash away everything that had just transpired. She was lucky it was so early in the morning and everyone was asleep. After her shower she could smell no more of him on her and so she brushed her teeth and washed her mouth out to relieve any traces of him in there and then went back to her room to at least get a few hours of sleep. She never needed much sleep because of her HF, but still required some. At 5 she awoke, unable to fal back asleep. That was well enough though seeing as the Danger Room was at 7. She threw on her uniform, pulled her hair back and put on those ugly boots Rogue had given her and headed to the kitched to make herself some tea and wait for breakfast with the others.

Mara was rounding the corner to the kitchen when she ran smack into Logan, who always awakened early. He still made her heart pound in her ears. "What're ya doin' up so early," came Logan's gruff voice, his hair still rumpled from sleep and still in his pajamas. "I never sleep late, I just woke up and wasn't tired anymore, I was gonna fix some tea or something," she said as his eyes roamed her body wrapped up in that tight suit. He suddenly pulled her against him, lowering his lips to hers, crushing her in his embrace as his tongue sought entrance to her mouth. She eagerly parted it for him, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her hands in his soft blue-black hair. God her body felt good against his, it just felt right somehow. There kiss was interrupted by someone coming up behind them. Both quickly pulled apart to glare at the intruder, who happened to be Kurt. Mara felt guilty for glaring at him but she was annoyed at being interrupted.

"I-I'm sorry, vas I interrupting something," Kurt asked. "Ye--," Logan started to say angrily only to be elbowed by Mara who told him no sweetly and turned a wary eye on Logan. Kurt looked at them funny and continued his way into the kitchen. When he was out of hearing range Mara turned to Logan apologetically. "I'm sorrut iut if you said yes then what would he have thought, he woulda suspected somethin'," Mara said, then giving him a fangy grin. "Yer right, can't have all tha students findin' out," he agreed. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek before hurrying in so that they didn't look suspicious. Kurt had practically a whole box of cereal downed in just that short amount of time. Mara grabbed a teacup and poured hot water from the faucet in it, shoving a Lipton tea bag in and stirring in a shitload of sugar[1]. "Hey fuzzy," she said, grinning at him, her tail inadvertantly wrapping itself around his waist. Kurt looked at her with a mouthful of Cheerios in his mouth and quickly swallowed, smiling at her, embarrassed at looking so piggish.

The spade of Kurt's tail made slow, velvety circles along her inner thigh, and she could feel it even through the fabric of her uniform and started getting hot again. Logan sat down at the other end of the table and glared venomously at Kurt. He was gonna get the elf today in the Danger Room. Mara leaned in and whispered something in Kurt's ear and the two of them giggled, making Logan even more jealous. Mara knew this and thoroughly enjoyed teasing him like that. Besides that, there was no rule against flirting with other guys, although she and Kurt both wanted a lot more than just flirting, even though she had feelings for Logan. But it would have to wait. Soon the other students came filing in, some in uniform and some still in their pajamas. Kurt and Mara untwined their tails and acted as innocent as possible. Rogue sat herself down beside her just as their tails jerked back to their own seats, leaving Mara and Kurt to blush. Rogue just lifted an eyebrow and smiled.

"So, slept well ah guess," Rogue said, needing to break the silence. "Yeah, fine, had some weird dreams though," Mara said, her interlude having spurred some equally as intense dreams. Rogue nodded her head, not saying that she had heard her through her wall. Breakfast was smooth as everyone sat and ate and talked and Kitty gossiped. At about a quarter to 7 the phone rang. Logan picked it up and looked over at Mara. "It's fer you," he said, handing her the reciever. "Hello," Mara asked, unsure of who it was. "Hi girl," came a slow, southern drawl on the other end. Mara's face hardened into a stony look of anger as her eyes began to glow redder. Her grip around the fork she was holding tightened until her knuckles turned white. "How did you get this number," Mara spat out, earning her the attention of Logan and a few others sitting near her. "From yer mother," he answered, trying to sound as cheerful as possible.

"I told her not ta give anything to ya, what the hell do you want," she asked him, her eyes now burning red and her face drawn into a scowl. She looked pissed. "But I'm yer father, can't I speak ta my daughter" he said, his voice trying to plead with her. "I never had a dad, as far as I'm concerned yer just a sperm donor, you had yer chance to know me but too little too late, now tell me what ya want before I hang up," she spat out, the table growing silent. "Yer mother an' I are comin' up ta visit you," he said. The fork in her hand iced up, turning the egg on the end of it into solid ice. "I said I never had a dad, an' if ya come anywhere near me I can't guarantee that I won't hurt you," she growled. "Well, yer mother invited me to come to try an' make things up to ya, so I'll be yer mother's guest, an' we will be there in two days," he said. "Well that's just tough shit ain't it, I dunno whether mom's lost her god-given senses or what but I don't wanna see you, as far as I'm concerned I wash my hands of you and anything that ever had to do with you, you redneck bastard, and I hate you, you never loved me, you never called and when you did it was to ask me how old I was an' what grade I was in[2], you can come up here but I swear ta god that I will never forgive you," Mara said, not realizing that she was screaming by now and the tears that she had fought for so long to hold back were spilling over her cheeks.

Her father sighed into the reciever and hung up. Mara used her powers to put the phone back on its hook. She looked at the frozed fork and egg in her hand and sat it down, with everyone at the table staring at her. She heard their thoughts and they were all sympathetic, Logan included, but she could also sense the rage welling up within him. He felt protective of her and anyone who hurt her was going to pay. She felt a rush of guilt at what she had done with Sabertooth but she would never say anything unless someone somehow found out. She looked at her friends and had to excuse herself as she had lost her appetite. She went into the main lobby and sat down on the grand staircase, putting her head in her hands and crying. Logan followed her out and cautiously sat down beside her. "Mara, darlin', look at me," he said, trying to be as gentle with his words as possible.

Mara slowly looked up at him, her eyes still aglow and her face a pitiful mess of anger and hurt. "Look, ya don't have ta see him if ya don't want to, an' whatever I can do to protect ya, consider it done," Logan said, smiling tenderly at her. And for the first time in her life Mara really felt like she was loved and protected, and she felt safe. She buried herself in his arms and laid her head against his chest, hearing his heartbeat, which was soothing in a way. He brought his arms around her and caressed her back, kissing the top of her head. He had never felt such a connection to somebody before and had never felt comfortable showing his emotions to anyone, but she was different. Their souls just clicked like they were meant for each other.


[1]something I did in my dorm because we dont have a stove in there....
[2]taken directly from my own father, who was never a father either


Next chapter: more Logan/Mara, fight with her father, Kurt/Mara