Blood Moon

A/N: Only Luna is my character. Don't own the rest. Thanks.

Blood Moon

A black wolf loped across the frozen Canadian tundra. It was heading up a slope toward a cabin with smoke billowing out of the chimney. She was black and husky with thick fur and seemed driven toward the small house as the afternoon sped towards evening. She was tired and sore from traveling for days on end with little rest or food. As she neared the half way mark up the hill she paused sniffing around. The sent was undeniable but so faint¡K.then WHAM! A clawed hand smashed into her right shoulder from behind sending her rolling in the snow. She looked up and saw Sabertooth standing over her.

He reached down and tried to grab her but she latched onto his hand with her long fangs that sunk to the bone. He yelled at the pain punched her in the head. She let go as her world spun. He kicked her hard in the ribs breaking a few and knocking the wind out of her. As she gasped and coughed he advanced. With sharp claws he cut her flesh to ribbons then straddled her and held her by the throat with his knee grinding into her ribs.

"Transform bitch!" He ordered but she refused and managed to kick him off and bolt toward the cabin howling a general S.O.S. call. He tackled her from behind cutting her howl short but it had already reached the ears of the cabin's occupant who heard it loud and clear. It sparked something feral inside of him and the sent that carried into him¡Kwas like fire.

She growled her refusal and kicked and squirmed but as Sabertooth squeezed her throat she could not stay in wolf form and slowly turned into a human. She was a pretty girl of twenty with nothing but a black leather cloak that was lined with fur wrapped around her shapely form. Sabertooth yanked it open and ripped open his pants. Her sent was intoxicating and demanded that he take her but she still tried to refuse. His member was hard and ready but just as he was about to push into her a hand with three claws yanked him up and threw him so that he crashed through several trees. Sabertooth was out for the count.

Wolverine looked down at the girl who was near passing out. She was writhing in pain and cold on the ground. Her blood was staining the snow but all Wolverine could think of as he breathed in her sent was taking her right then and there. She was helpless...he could just...taste her...But no!

Crushing his instincts he scooped her up with her cloak and took her into his cabin. He laid her down on the floor and began wrapping her wounds as she writhed silently. She was delirious from blood loss and didn't realize that is was Wolverine bent over her.

"No...stop...not you!" She growled softly. Her struggling was too weak to matter so he merely continued his ministrations. That is until she kicked him in the chest and he fell backwards.

"Damn it woman!" He snarled and tied her hands and feet together. By the time he was finished she began to come back to her senses. She looked at him slowly and calmly.

"Untie me." She said quietly. He glared at her not willing to trust the creature of his heated desire but it wasn't long before she took matters into her own hands...or rather teeth as she bit off the wrappings around her wrists. Then she untied her ankles and tried to stand but her legs gave out. Wolverine caught her as she fell. Her warmth spread throughout him in and instant and his control slipped and he tightened his grip on her.

"You want me" She whispered and he felt himself rise underneath his clothing.
"Take me" Her voice was hushed. This is what she had come for...this is what she desperately needed. Wolverine found himself out of his control and laid her on the floor pulling open her cloak. Once again he saw her soft, curvy body. She lay their breathing heavily in anticipation.
"Logan I need you" Only he could have heard her voice. He felt himself rise faster and press outward painfully. He discarded his pants and straddled her. Spreading her legs slowly he gently fingered her warmth. One hand reached for her left breast and caressed it gently. Another wave of her sent and he clutched her breast a little too tightly eliciting a gasp from her. She winced but he didn't notice. He rubbed her and pushed his finger into until she was dripping wet. He had to have her.

"Logan...take me now!" She demanded in a whisper. Wolverine didn't like to be ordered around and pushed into her hard as punishment. Her sent had made him grow twice as long as he ever thought he could and he couldn't get all of himself in her. She writhed underneath him. The pain was exquisite. She had to have but oh how it hurt.

He kept slamming into her faster and faster determined for her body to swallow his desire. At last she relaxed enough, near to the point of passing out, that he managed to slip all of the way in her. Now he took a gentler tone with his love making as if to make up for his roughness. Slowly she responded and pushed against him willing him to climax. She wrapped his hands around his neck and pulled his lips to hers. They kissed passionately. His hands roamed all over her wounded body and he gripped her hips hard as he came inside of her. The liquid was like fire and seemed to fill her completely. She climaxed shortly after and relaxed under him.

He lay beside her coming down and held her close suddenly unwilling to let her go. Why had she come here? Why make him do what he had done with her sent alone? He had to know...But before he could ask she was curled against him asleep. He fell asleep with her in his arms. It was days before the two woke up. Wolverine first then as he watch this beautiful girl she stirred and woke.
"'Morning." She said softly as if catering to his tender ears. She smiled at him slowly.
"Who are you?" He asked sitting up. She pulled her cloak around her.
"My name is Luna" She answered.
"Luna...What are you doing here? Why did you come here?" He demanded. Her shoulders slunk a little and she looked down.
"I...needed..need you." She replied. How she loathed this need but Logan...she loved Logan even if he didn't know it.
"Need me? For what? Sex?" He asked standing up and hurriedly getting dressed.
"If that's all then you can just" But she cut him off as she stood with tears rolling down her cheek. He didn't mean to make her cry.
"I need you to live...but for more than just that." How could she explain this to him?
"Fine...need me for what?" He asked calming down and gently grabbing her shoulders. The two sat down on a tattered leather couch.
"You were not alone when the experimented on you, I was there. I tried to stop them but, I had to reveal my own mutant powers in the process. They caged me, tortured me, and..." Her voice broke for a moment as flash backs raced through hers and Logan's mind. The wounded howl of a wolf...a flash of fur...he remembered her...but barely. He understood though what she must have gone through.
"Anamantium was not the only thing they added to my body. I was put through chemical testing. With my power, which has properties like yours" She began to explain stealing her voice. She unwrapped a bandaged on her left arm to show the wound was almost healed.
"They began to determine what kind of soldier I could be. They wanted with me what they never had with you: control. False but powerful hormones were filtered through me hundreds of times but not with the desired results. Instead they found that they could make me mate and produce more with my power. If I didn't mate every full moon the pain was unbearable. Once or twice I almost died from it." She explained.
"So you came to me to mate?" He asked a little irritated. She looked down.
"I'm sorry but when I escaped I had to find away to beat them at their sick game. You were the only person I had ever loved. I was hoping I'd have time enough to ask and explain before my hormones triggered your instincts. But I had more then just our mutual friends after me. Sabertooth was on assignment from Magneto and enjoying it too much might I add." She told him. He pulled her close.
"Ok, so you got another month until you have to mate, right?" He asked. She nuzzled his chest.
"Yeah, that's the sum of it. If you want I can try and find another mate." She offered.
"No, we weapon X's should stick together, besides it's not like I didn't enjoy myself. I'm sorry if I hurt you." He replied.
"No, I've been hurt far worse. I'm just glad it was you.¨ She said softly glad to be in his arms.

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