Blood Moon

I don't own the marvel characters. Just Luna. even if Logan would look gorgeous in my ahem...bed. :):D

Logan finally opened the door and she looked at him desperately. Her heart was racing and she could barely breathe enough. He looked at her curiously and concern. He stepped toward her and she stepped back.
“Luna…what’s wrong?” He asked. She started pacing back and forth like an agitated wolf. She clawed at her arms leaving trails of blood. Logan grabbed her hands to stop her from hurting herself.
“I’m…I’m in heat! I can’t stop it!” She rasped gasping.
“Yes I know. It’s a full moon. How is this any different from any other full moon?” Logan asked confused.
“MAGNETO! He said the treatment…would prevent…this…” She growled. She clawed at his shirt almost absentmindedly. “He promised…AHHHH!” She screamed and collapsed against him. He tried to hold her close but she went berserk and clawed at his now bare chest leaving deep trails of blood. He clutched her arms pushing her away but she was relentless and managed to get back to him. Instead of fighting like he expected she devoured his lips in a kiss. He pulled off his pants as she tossed off her cloak. The bright moonlight shown on her soft pale skin as he pushed her to the bed and in a frenzy Logan began to bite at her collar bone.

He began biting at her breasts as his erecting pushed against her. She spread her legs and clawed at his back. He pushed in and began to thrust hard and fast right off. She clutched at his shoulders as the pain that had been shooting through her slowly subsided as he pounded into her. Her scent drove him relentlessly into her and he stopped noticing the pain of her scratches. She pumped against him her hips rubbing harshly against his. He bit her neck as their passions drove them both half mad. She screamed as her climax milked his. Finally she found her relief in their release.

Sleep came swiftly after their vigorous lovemaking. In the morning he took her to the lab where Jean did a series of tests to determine what had happened the night before. While Jean worked the problem, Luna was forced to mate for the two remaining nights of the full moon. Finally Jean found what had happened.
“Magneto gave you another dose of the same hormones that force you to mate. It will work out of your system by the next month. Until then just take it easy. You’re safe here as long as you don’t attack the children.” Jean explained as Logan sat listening and Luna paced, a habit which she had taken up lately.
“I didn’t attack them! Cyclops attacked me!” She snarled. She refused to call the mutant by his real name.
“Yes well, just take it easy.” Said Jean tersely. Logan grabbed hold of Luna and took her back to bed as dark fell.

As they fell asleep he held her protectively close despite the fits and spasms she tended have lately. These hadn’t become a problem until she developed claws on both her fingertips and her toes. Logan would often wake to her furious ripping off his and her own flesh. Six inches of adamantium claws sliced at the two of them. The talons on her feet were three inches long and scratched at both of their legs. Now that her healing powers had kicked up several notches he knew they’d both be healed by morning if not a little sore but to keep her from accidentally killing either of them he often had to pen her down until she woke and really got pissed often throwing him across the room and into or through a wall. At that point she’d come back to her senses and apologize for the trouble. He’d hold her as they both healed and then they would go back to sleep. It was almost become routine.

But the night of the full moon was different. Luna was absolutely exhausted from the exertion of the night and the shields she usually had in place against the worst of her nightmares were lowered. One in particular was as far from pleasant as one could get.

(~ ~ dream sequence)

~Luna found her self in a tank of bubbling goo with men in biohazard suits looming over her like strange ghosts. The metal they had just pumped into her was still molten under her flesh. It bonded to her bones even as her body tried to purge the foreign stuff out. The pain was like nothing she knew and at the moment all she knew was pain. Voices filtered down through the goo sounding surprised and anxious but the pain blocked just about everything out. When they finally opened the coffin-like container she exploded out of it and transformed instantly. The wires and tubes were pulled out of her body as she attacked everything she could get to. Soon she was drenched in blood from the men she had killed or wounded. She howled in anguish as the pain seemed unable to cease. Men with guns and electro prods rushed in.

Soon she was on the ground twitching from the shocks. She changed back and stared at nothing as they took her away for weeks of agonizing hormone treatments.~

She woke from the first complete dream she had in a long time. Still in the feral mindset she started ripping at everything she could. Logan had already been trying to calm her down with no success. She growled at him with dark eyes that no longer registered who he was.

“Luna! Luna snap out of it! You’re not a monster…come back to me.” He reached for her but one swipe of her razor sharp claws made him draw back. He restrained the instinct to unleash his own claws wanting to be as little of a threat as possible. She fell onto the bed face first sobbing. Her claws drew back into her fingers as she clutched at the bedding. He came over and knelt beside her just holding her.

“What did you see this time? What happened?” He asked gently.
“My first kills…fresh out of the glass coffin. I can still hear their screams…taste their blood…” She whispered hoarsely. She had been screaming and howling at the top of her lungs at pain Logan could only vaguely remember. He held her there wandering if she would ever be free of her past.

“I remember everything…especially the pain…” She said with a soft and distant voice.
“Why is that?” He asked gently.
“The drugs they used never worked to erase my memory. It’s got something to do with my liver. The only thing that would stick was a hormone that my body already produced. I’d feel the need to heat regardless of what they did to me.” She explained before yawning. He nodded as she snuggled against him. Slowly the returned to the sleep they longed for.

**Enjoy! Next chapter will most likely be the last unless I get a high demand for more.