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X-Men: (All Movies) › Het - Male/Female › Logan/Marie
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
23
Views:
14,138
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44
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1
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter Seven
“No, I just…” She took a deep breath and willed her muscles to relax. “I’m sorry, sugah. It was instinctive. No one’s ever been there before.”
“I know. Just relax, baby. I promise it’ll be ok.” Logan held her gaze as he rubbed his cheek over her stomach and down to her mons. He first let his cheek slide over her pubic mound then used his chin to gentle his way between her thighs, all the while keeping her eyes focused on his. “Open for me, baby.” He whispered as he nudged her thighs apart and covered her pussy with the scarf before he slid his tongue into her cleft, exploring the silken folds of her flesh. Marie’s world went off kilter and her vision swam out of focus as heated sensations washed over her, taking her down a river of feeling that she‘d never before traveled.
Logan made her feel things with his mouth and his hands and the subtle texture of that scarf that she hadn’t known were possible. She trembled beneath him, crying his name as climax after climax washed over her, leaving her feeling as weak as a new born babe. She never would have thought that feeding a length of silk into her pussy and drawing it out ever so slowly as he drew her clit into his mouth with delicious suction could cause such shocking things to happen. It never would have occurred to her to do it in the first place.
“Logan, stop please!” She groaned as she pulled at his hair, begging him to stop torturing her.
“You alright, Darlin’?” He frowned as he rose to his knees between her thighs.
“No. I need something, not just that. I ache for you.” She moaned as she pulled him down into her arms. She snatched the scarf from him and tossed it aside and ran her bare fingers over his skin, feeling as if she weren’t far from sensory overload. So much touching another person had become something of fantasy for her over the years and it was almost difficult to take.
Logan lowered himself between her legs and paused for a second to regain his focus on the task at hand. This was a crucial moment in their relationship and he wasn’t about to ruin it by taking the “bull in the china shop” route. He needed to be gentle for her, needed to make sure that she wasn’t hurt and that she enjoyed it. He knew she was ready, she was so wet that he could smell the pheromones she emitted even without his heightened sense of smell.
He didn’t understand why he hesitated at first until it dawned on him. He was still scared shitless and he would be until he got it over with and broke through her hymen. He knew it was in tact, because he’d felt it when he slid his fingers deep inside of her and he knew it was going to hurt when he broke through it, but there wasn’t anything to be done about it. It was going to have to happen or they would never make love again.
“Darlin’, I know this is going to hurt a bit, but there’s not a lot I can do about it except maybe just make it quick.”
“Logan, please, just get it over with! I’m dying here!” She begged as she pulled at his arms.
He slid into her slowly at first, easing himself to the barrier that he knew was there, gasping at the incredible tightness of being inside of her untried flesh. When he felt the resistance he pulled Marie closer and covered her mouth with his, kissing her the best way he knew how, distracting her from the coming pain of his entry. When she bit his lip in frustration, he knew it was time to just get it over with and he did. He drove his hips into hers and broke through.
It killed him that she whimpered in pain and he stilled inside her, basking in the warmth of her most intimate embrace even as he tried to comfort her.
“I’m fine, Logan, honestly. It only hurt for a second.” She assured him as she squirmed against him.
Logan eased slowly back and sank into her again, trying to take it easy and not hurt her.
“Would you do somethin’ for me, sugah?” She asked in a breathless voice, gasping as he filled her.
“Anything…” He groaned, the slow rhythm killing him.
“Set the Wolverine free?”
He stilled.
“I ain’t made outta glass, Logan.” She scolded playfully. “Move that ass.”
“I know. Just relax, baby. I promise it’ll be ok.” Logan held her gaze as he rubbed his cheek over her stomach and down to her mons. He first let his cheek slide over her pubic mound then used his chin to gentle his way between her thighs, all the while keeping her eyes focused on his. “Open for me, baby.” He whispered as he nudged her thighs apart and covered her pussy with the scarf before he slid his tongue into her cleft, exploring the silken folds of her flesh. Marie’s world went off kilter and her vision swam out of focus as heated sensations washed over her, taking her down a river of feeling that she‘d never before traveled.
Logan made her feel things with his mouth and his hands and the subtle texture of that scarf that she hadn’t known were possible. She trembled beneath him, crying his name as climax after climax washed over her, leaving her feeling as weak as a new born babe. She never would have thought that feeding a length of silk into her pussy and drawing it out ever so slowly as he drew her clit into his mouth with delicious suction could cause such shocking things to happen. It never would have occurred to her to do it in the first place.
“Logan, stop please!” She groaned as she pulled at his hair, begging him to stop torturing her.
“You alright, Darlin’?” He frowned as he rose to his knees between her thighs.
“No. I need something, not just that. I ache for you.” She moaned as she pulled him down into her arms. She snatched the scarf from him and tossed it aside and ran her bare fingers over his skin, feeling as if she weren’t far from sensory overload. So much touching another person had become something of fantasy for her over the years and it was almost difficult to take.
Logan lowered himself between her legs and paused for a second to regain his focus on the task at hand. This was a crucial moment in their relationship and he wasn’t about to ruin it by taking the “bull in the china shop” route. He needed to be gentle for her, needed to make sure that she wasn’t hurt and that she enjoyed it. He knew she was ready, she was so wet that he could smell the pheromones she emitted even without his heightened sense of smell.
He didn’t understand why he hesitated at first until it dawned on him. He was still scared shitless and he would be until he got it over with and broke through her hymen. He knew it was in tact, because he’d felt it when he slid his fingers deep inside of her and he knew it was going to hurt when he broke through it, but there wasn’t anything to be done about it. It was going to have to happen or they would never make love again.
“Darlin’, I know this is going to hurt a bit, but there’s not a lot I can do about it except maybe just make it quick.”
“Logan, please, just get it over with! I’m dying here!” She begged as she pulled at his arms.
He slid into her slowly at first, easing himself to the barrier that he knew was there, gasping at the incredible tightness of being inside of her untried flesh. When he felt the resistance he pulled Marie closer and covered her mouth with his, kissing her the best way he knew how, distracting her from the coming pain of his entry. When she bit his lip in frustration, he knew it was time to just get it over with and he did. He drove his hips into hers and broke through.
It killed him that she whimpered in pain and he stilled inside her, basking in the warmth of her most intimate embrace even as he tried to comfort her.
“I’m fine, Logan, honestly. It only hurt for a second.” She assured him as she squirmed against him.
Logan eased slowly back and sank into her again, trying to take it easy and not hurt her.
“Would you do somethin’ for me, sugah?” She asked in a breathless voice, gasping as he filled her.
“Anything…” He groaned, the slow rhythm killing him.
“Set the Wolverine free?”
He stilled.
“I ain’t made outta glass, Logan.” She scolded playfully. “Move that ass.”