Dirty Thoughts

Hey sorry for the wait, had an emergency on thursday and ended up in the hospital, but I'm back now! And more Wanda as requested, and Jean and Fred, oooh that little red head bitch should get it real good from him... And so glad you like my Monster story Loganlover, it's actually based off of someone I know...teehee ;)

"Logan I'm so sorry, please don't do this," Rogue pleaded, her body so tired and beaten that she didn't know if she could endure another man, especially Logan, fucking and beating her senseless, but on the other hand, her wet little pussy was saying otherwise. A rumble erupted from deep within his chest, a warning, that if she continued he didn't know if he could hold his temper in any better than he was doing at the moment. He dragged her back to her room, opening the door with such force that he nearly tore it off of its hinges. With the door then safely shut behind him he whirled Rogue around in front of him. "What, ya didn't think I'd NOTICE??" Logan's voice came to a fever pitch, his anger so strong that it nearly burned a hole in him. "Ya had SEX with that THING, tha one person who I hate more than ANYONE ELSE! And ya didn't think I'd notice, ya didn't think I'd have to punish ya fer whatcha did, well yer sorely mistaken Rogue, NOBODY does that ta me an' gets away with it," Logan screamed, his hands balled into fists and his claws coming out with a sickening *snikt*. Rogue was so scared now she was afraid for her life. This was no longer Logan but Wolverine, completely feral and completely driven by his primal senses and anger. His glittering malevolent eyes stung her, burned her, and made her dripping wet.

With a few good tears he shredded her clothing into rags. Rogue screamed as his claws came so close to her care skin, afraid of what he might do when in a rage like this. Then with a few good pulls and tugs his clothes were off too and he stood looking at her with a mixture of anger and lust, but the look on his face was worse than the one she had seen on Sabertooth, it was angrier and more cruel looking and scared her more than she could've ever imagined. With tattered clothing still clinging to parts of her body, she started backing up. Not a smart move. Logan lunged for her then and grabbed her, claws still out, and turned her around so that her back was pressed against his torso, his raging hard dick pressing into her back. He brought his claws around front to her neck and she could hear the growl starting from within him. If she moved at all he would slice into her throat, making her bleed to death unless she absorbed some of his power, but she held still. She could feel his breathing against her, hard and ragged. Then his claws travelled downward, settling over her chest, and with delicate accuracy he traced the sharp tips of his metal claws over her skin, cutting her lightly and the blood barely coming to the surface, but it felt like hot knives slicing into her despite how light the cuts were. He could smell the small amount of blood that had come to the surface and it was driving him wild.

Rogue held back tears as he cut her so lightly with his claws. He spun her around and looked at the long thin red stripes crossing her bare chest and he lowered his head to them, lapping at the blood, his wet tongue leaving hot trails of his saliva that cooled quickly. He held her arms tightly to her side, preventing her from burying her small hands in his unruly hair, and the loss of control was what she got off on. His tongue swirled downward and circled her cut and scratched breasts, licking over the wounds that Sabertooth had inflicted. He sucked in her tender nipple, swirling his tongue around the tip and then sinking his teeth into it. Rogue let out a sharp cry and thrust her chest out towards his mouth. He sucked on her sore, delicious nipple until he had her all but panting, his tongue working wonders on her. Such a bad girl, getting off on the way he was treating her. Well if she liked that, he'd have to give her more of what she wanted.

Poor Rogue was going to have to either take a long time to heal or absorb some of Logan's healing powers. She thought this over quickly to herself and decided on taking some of his mutation. But not until he was done with her. Logan had her breast in his mouth and he continued to suck and bite on it until Rogue was weak in the knees, and then his thick tongue rolled out and he licked a trail across her chest and over to her other breast, where he nipped and tugged at the skin around her nipple, leaving little puncture wounds where his teeth bit into her. He laved the turgid little peak then, sinking his deliciously sharp teeth into it like the other one, hearing her sharp intake of breath and her heart beating faster. He could smell and taste Sabertooth on her as strong as ever, breathing it in like some intoxicating perfume, just the mere scent of that feral beast on her turning him on more than he could have imagined. He tasted where Sabertooth's tongue had lavished her body, and he could smell his scent mixed with others in her hot little pussy.

He then turned his attentions elsewhere, letting his tongue scathe her skin as it snaked down her belly, his eyes glowering into hers, and not the eyes of Mr. Logan but of Wolverine still, feral and merciless. Heted ted no time in reaching his destination and spread her legs open with his hands, letting his tongue travel over her swollen lips and lick at her clit, tasting her own flavor and his, and moving his head between her legs, licking up her center and then thrusting his tongue into her core. He got what he bargained for, more of Sabertooth than he could almost handle and Rogue's own hot wetness. He tongue fucked her with his long tongue, drinking in every last drop of Sabertooth's cum inside of her. Rogue moaned and squirmed against him, grinding her cunt into Logan's face, coating his stubbled face in her sweet liquid. But why was Logan so obsessed with Sabertooth and vice versa? Deep inside himself Logan knew the answer to that.

With a satisfied grunt he moved out from between her legs before she came, wanting to torture this bad girl, and wanting to prolong it for as long as possible. He stood up in front of her, not much taller than her but still instilling a fear inside of her that wouldn't die. "You little whore," Logan seethed quietly, licking his lips of the juices she got on his face. He hit her hard across her already bruised and sore face, hearing his palm hit her with a sickening smack, leaving a dark red mark on her cheek. Rogue looked at him only to see him coming for her, grabbing her by the shoulders and digging his fingers into her soft skin as hard as he could as he pushed her backwards towards the bed. Rogue winced as she felt his fingers bruising her and digging into her. He shoved her onto the bed as hard as he could, sending her flying backwards and landing unceremoniously in a heap on top of it.

Logan moved in on her, taking her legs and pulling them apart, looking lustfully at her widespread legs and the juicy wet pussy between them, so ready for him. But first he climbed up on the bed with her, straddling her and thrusting his angry reddened member at her swollen red lips. He was so hard now that it hurt and she was going to pay for that. With a fistful of her hair he pushed the head of his cock in her mouth, feeling her sweet lips sucking on it, her little tongue sliding along its slit, licking up the bitter precum that already seeped from it. Then he slid his cock in further and even when he heard Rogue gag he slid it into her as far as she would permit him down her throat, gagging and choking her, her face turning red with lack of air. He pulled out and she coughed and drew in a long breath, only to have it shoved down her throat again and she did her best to suck on his cock as he fucked her face but he went so far down that she tried to cough and couldn't. He thrust himself roughly against her, painfully hitting the back of her throat and not caring. He held her head firmly in place as she gasped for air when she could, her hands coming to grip his thighs, her sharp little nails digging into him as he got off on her face.

She wanted him so badly by now that she was about to cum by herself if he didn't fuck her pretty soon. But she got her wish. Before he would cum down her throat he pulled out of her mouth, watching as she coughed and gasped, her face gradually returning to a somewhat normal shade, mixed in with her bruises and her flushed cheeks. He slid off of the bed and onto the floor in front of her, taking her legs and jerking her forward closer to him. Then with one fluid movement he buried himself within her hot core. Rogue cried out, the sudden feeling of having him inside of her so good and intense. Then without further thought he began pounding into her like an animal driven wild, driving himself into her as hard and fast as he could, feeling her hot tunnel envelope him and squeeze him. Rogue felt the friction grow hotter and stronger, his dick hitting every possible place within her, rubbing against her g-spot and hitting her cervix like Sabertooth had. Just the thought that Sabertooth had only an hour or so before been fucking Rogue like he was was making it harder for him to maintain control.

She moaned and cried out depserately as his fierceness grew, his movements rough and hard, his pelvis grinding into hers, slapping her round bottom and his hair scratching against her. It felt so incredibly intense and hot that she knew she was going to cum soon, once if not twice. He held her legs open as far as they would go, fucking her in a blind rage, his eyes burning into hers and his face set in grim determination. He watched her beneath him, her battered and bruised body writhing and in ecstasy under him, and he could smell that she was coming close. He rubbed his dick against her sweet spot only a few more times and he had her screaming, biting her lip to try to stifle the noise but being unable to. She soaked him in her juices the orgasm so strong, overtaking her mind and body and making anything coherent impossible for the moment. But he didn't stop then. He kept going, ramming himself into her, hearing his hips hit hers with a wet smack, feeling his cock working against her slick walls.

And the thought that Sabertooth's big thick cock was working itself inside of her, his delicious ass clenched as he ground into her, it was driving Logan insane with lust. What had that bastard done to him? He hated the fucking piece of shit with all his heart but at the same time Logan wanted him so bad he could taste it, literally. And he knew that sick fuck felt the same way. And Rogue was so fucking hot beneath him, her sweet tender little body being overtaken by him, and soon he could feel her muscles tighten around him again and she let out a long moan, cumming a second time for him. Thoughts of her and Sabertooth was about all he could handle and he felt his balls tighten and he let out a rough grunt, his cock shuddering and releasing within Rogue, spilling his hot seed into her. He stayed within her for a few more minutes before pulling himself out. Rogue sat up in bed and watched him dress, standing up and coming up behind him, smiling inwardly to herself. With a touch of her hands to his cheeks he was out like a light and she felt her body healing until it was completely back to normal.

Logan lay unconscious by her dresser, slowly coming to as she dressed herself in clothes that weren't shredded. Before he could wake up she headed out to take a much needed shower.en Len Logan came to he saw that he was alone in her room and heard the bathroom shower running. That cunning little bitch had got him good. He almost had to laugh out loud, she had taken him by surprise. He headed back out and went out searching for more prey.

Mystique was still quite angry about her encounter with Sabertooth and she was waiting for just the right moment to get her revenge. And when she did it was going to be sweet. She infiltrated Magneto's compound as Sabertooth was just done taking a shower. He had gone back to his room and was getting dressed again. But not for long. She held her true blue form until she reached his doorway, and then she morphed into the one person she knew would really get to him, and that was Logan. Sabertooth heard the familiar snarl behind him and he whipped around in just his pants to find what looked to be Logan coming toward him. With a roar he attacked him but Mystique was in no mood to let him win this time. Logan kicked Sabertooth right in his gut and then kicked him onto the floor, pinning him. Sabertooth frowned, seeing the look in Logan's eyes. Something wasn't right about him, but any thoughts of that faded as he felt Logan's lips press into his.

Next chapter: Mystique as Logan/Sabertooth and Jean/Fred