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Chapter 3

It was about quarter past midnight when he pulled up to the mansion’s gates. He shut off the motorcycle, before climbing off and inputting his assigned security code. Additional security measures demanded he inserted his palm into the scanner to read his fingerprints and complete a retinal scan to assure security that it was indeed him and not an outsider bent on causing trouble. The gates automatically opened and he walked in, pushing the motorcycle alongside him. Instinctively he looked up to where her attic loft was located. Her lights were off. Somehow that didn’t make him feel any better. Hissing curses about idiotic men who thought that the way to a goddess’ heart was to say a few sweet words to her, he secured the motorcycle in the garage before doing his customary security check of the premises and then making his way down the path that led to the boathouse that had been his home for the past two months.

Letting himself into his home, he didn’t bother with the lights, as his excellent night vision guided him through the old depleted building he had transformed into a two story home for himself and Ororo. She didn’t know it yet, but this was where she was going to live with him…as his mate…his wife. He made a beeline for the shower to wash the stench of the poor bastards he had beaten to a pulp, disrobing as he moved through the house. So distracted by the earlier events of the day that he didn’t even pause to realize he had company.

Ororo used her Goddess given gift to keep her scent downwind as she laid on his leather couch in the living room. Her skills as a thief extraordinaire had enabled her to bypass his sophisticated security system and enter his domain, where she waited for him to return from wherever he had ran off too. She smiled as he she heard his nonsensical grumblings and saw him discarding his clothing while he made his way up to the second floor.

She grinned when she heard the water running in his bathroom and stood to her full height. She slowly unwrap the silken blue robe from her body to reveal nothing but splendid unabashed nakedness. She used her winds to assist her in silently making her way up to his bedroom.

Logan emerged from his bathroom, vigorously rubbing his wet hair with a towel, while another was haphazardly wrapped around his waist and muttering to himself about little aggravating boys disguised as men whom he should have dismembered. He turned to toss the towel he was using to dry his hair into the hamper and made his way to his dresser to grab a pair of boxers. That’s when it hit him. Her intoxicating aroma was heavy in the room and he had to shake his head. “I must be goin’ nuts,” he muttered to himself. But the scent only grew in intensity, forcing him to turn around abruptly.

He was brought up short by the sight laid out before him on his king sized bed. There was Ororo, the woman of all his dreams, sprawled out on his bed. Her delectable body was naked, on full display, her shapely legs, rounded hips and large exquisite tits spread out before him in a mouth-watering buffet of flesh and curves. He did a double take as he was that stunned that she was where he had imagined her being countless times. Her sweet scent was overpowering his nostrils, causing his cock to swell and throb painfully. Her heady mixture was driving him wild and all that was running through his brain was the maddening desire to fuck her senseless, to ravage and conquer her.

“’Ro? What the hell, ya doin’, darlin’?”

The look of surprise on his face was utterly rewarding.

“Really Wolverine? Is that the first thing you say to a naked Goddess in your bed?” Ororo asked enticingly, monitoring him through hooded eyes.

Logan swallowed reflexively. “I…I…”

She laughed throatily. “A stuttering Wolverine. That is definitely a first.”

He shook his head, to rid himself of the stupor her presence had placed him in. He deliberately dropped the towel that was looped around his waist, in an effort to stun her as she had him. His sizeable cock was already standing at attention, a bit of pre-cum already leaking from its head.

Ororo knew he was well endowed, as she had spied him numerous times in all his blessed glory. However, all those times didn’t compare to this moment right now and she did her best to keep her spiraling licentious thoughts and emotions in check.

Logan smirked when he heard her breath hitched ever so slightly and her heart rate accelerated. He moved towards the bed slowly, stalking his prey.

Leisurely and provocatively, she ran her tongue across her lips. “Hmm…” she murmured, drawing her knees up and spreading her legs wide for him, revealing a clean-shaven pussy. Her right hand disappeared between them. “You know what I want,” she moaned.

Logan’s eyes were held spellbound by her hand fondling her pussy lips. His beast howled at the sight of her juice accumulating on her hand and dripping down between her legs. The scent of her lust spiked, driving him completely insane.

“Do I know what ya want?” He rasped, aching to stamp his mouth where her hand currently occupied. “Last I checked ya had guests ta attend ta.”

“And you deserted me in the middle of attending to them,” she answered, inserting first one finger then another inside her.

“The Tin Man?”

“I told him to take a hike and not to let the door hit him on the way out not even half an hour after he arrived.”

“The wannabe King?”

“Sent him packing on his way back to his precious Wakanda,” she moaned. “His pride will soon enough follow him.” She paused in her self-ministrations to gaze at him with raw hunger.

“That’s my girl. So, ya made yer choice?” Logan asked, growling.

“I am here lying naked in your bed. What do you think?”

“Ya tell me, darlin’,” he challenged.

She was done playing their game of cat and mouse, done trying to control the situation. She knew without a shadow of a doubt what she wanted. She was surrendering herself to him, urging him to take her and dominate her.

“I am all yours, Wolverine,” she said, coaxing him closer by croaking her drenched fingers at him. “Take me. Ravish me. Devour me.”

She was calling out to his beast and who was him to deny her what she wanted. With a vicious howl, Logan pounced, but she was faster than him, up off the bed and down on her knees before him, his dick firmly grasped in her hands. Logan panted in surprise. “Christ ‘Ro.”

She smiled up at him and then voraciously attacked his hard as nails dick. She began rapidly jacking him off, while licking the tip. She gave him a hungry look as she took the head into her mouth. She sucked it hard while swirling her tongue around the crown of his rather large and generous member.

Logan’s panting became heavier and his hands found their way to her beautiful white mane, running his fingers through the glorious locks and holding her head in place. She pushed her mouth down on his dick as far as his size and girth would allow her. Saliva began trickling down his cock, lubricating it. Her hand began pumping up and down his dick in a rotating motion as she cupped his balls in her other hand. She took her mouth off of him long enough to look at his face twisted in pleasure before focusing her attention to licking and sucking his balls.

“Oh God, ‘Ro. Yeah baby, that’s it,” he groaned as he felt the beginning of his balls tightening and tingling.

She murmured something that sounded like “I have always wanted to taste you.” The vibrations of her voice caused his cock to thrum in delight and swell even more in her warm mouth.

Logan leaned his head back and groaned and began to pump his hips. “Fuck! Flamin’ fuck!”

Ororo, knowing he was close to blowing his load, pressed her mouth further down on his cock and stroked his balls. Within seconds, she felt the hot load of his cum filling her mouth as she continued to suck him. After he was spent in her mouth, she ran her tongue around his cockhead and released him with a resounding pop.

He stared down at her, gasping, trying to will his legs to hold him in an upright position. “Fuck darlin’,” he gasped. “Ya’re a wicked woman.”

Ororo grinned devilishly, running her tongue across her lips seductively, the taste of him still pungent on her lips. She stood and made her way back to the bed, lying on her back, opening her legs wide. “I hope your healing factor is ready,” Ororo replied, smiling at him lasciviously. “Because I plan on exhausting it all night.”

A challenge…a fucking challenge from this Goddess. His beast rose to the occasion and took over and he smiled at her ferally. “Mine!” With a vicious snarl, Logan swooped down, flipping her over with lightning speed, so she landed on all fours.

Ororo felt one of his calloused hands grabbed her hair and pulled back, while the index and middle fingers of the other hand traced the path from her anus down to her already sopping wet pussy. Her back straightened and she moaned thickly, her pussy jumping at the rough caress. Logan brought the two fingers soaked with her essence up to his nose and sniffed heartily, howling as her delectable scent went straight to his head. Like a man on drugs, he quickly rammed his fingers into his mouth and sucked her dew off, delighting in her taste. Ororo looked back and saw nothing but blackened pools staring back at her. Her heart jumped for joy. She was finally about to get what she wanted…to get devoured and ravished by his beast. The thought sent heat spiraling down to her pussy, ready to consume her.

One quick whiff and the Wolverine sank to his knees, so that he was eye level with her leaky cunt. He growled as the scent of her pussy wafted up to him and he greedily inhaled it like he was starving for oxygen. He hadn’t been with a woman for a long time, as a matter of fact, a whole damn year all because he had finally admitted to himself that no other but her will do. Now that he had her right where he wanted her, he was going to savor this and make her his.

Spreading her ass cheeks, he ran his tongue down the same path his fingers had taken not too long ago. His tongue moved slowly, licking the outline of her slit, lapping up her honeyed dew with every stroke, making the exotic ebony beauty moan with pleasure. Without warning, he flipped her onto her back and immediately settled his face between her thighs spread opened for him. He growled harshly, the vibration causing all sorts of sensations to wash over her pussy and spread through every nerve ending of her body. Wolverine kissed her inner thighs roughly and sucked the delicate skin around her pussy, stamping his mark as he went about his task.

Ororo leaned back and moaned her pleasure while her fingers found their way through his thick and soft raven locks. Thunder rumbled in the distance and the winds picked up in ferocity.

Wolverine kissed his way closer and closer to her dripping cunt, tracing his fingers in slow patterns around her labia. Ororo was now squirming in pleasure and a deep moan was ripped from her throat when he slipped his index and middle fingers into her and began to pump them in and out of her with gusto. Her pussy immediately clenched his fingers and he groaned. Her face was contorted with ecstasy and her back arched up off the bed, when his hot mouth enveloped her clitoris and he began to suck with vigor.

Ororo gasped and began pushing her hips up, forcing more of her pussy into his face. Wolverine’s fingers moved further inside her, searching for that bundle of nerves that will make her holler, while alternating between sucking and flicking his tongue over her clit as he held it in his hot mouth. Ororo groaned, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts of air.

Wrapping his arm under her leg, he brought her thigh up next to his head, opening her more to his machinations. He continued to stroke the inside of her vagina, seeking that g-spot, at the same time his pinky went in search of her puckered asshole. Ororo moaned a guttural sound and rolled her hips.

“Oh…oh…Goddess!” She shrieked, her eyes turning to its pure white state and rolling to the back of her head.

Wolverine felt the fleshy nub at the front of her opening start to swell and he pushed firmly against it. He grunted with satisfaction when her pussy clamped down on his fingers and seemed to pull them further inside of her.

Ororo shamelessly grabbed his head with both hands and pushed his face into her pussy and bellowed his name. “Looogannn!”

Her face distorted in brazen bliss as her orgasm violently wracked her body. She quavered uncontrollably as she felt his rough tongue flick over her clit, kicking her orgasm into overdrive, taking her beyond her limits. The winds howled and the thunder boomed its music at the sound of its mistress’ fulfillment.

Wolverine lifted his face from her pussy to gaze at his beautiful weather witch shaking in her bliss…bliss that he had given to her. When he saw that her shaking had subsided a bit, he placed his hands on her thighs and spread her legs wider, exposing her sopping cunt to him.

“Are you going to take the tame route?” She asked on a shaky breath, knowing full well that the beast hated to be challenged. She wanted to be dominated this night, not made love too…that will definitely come much later as their relationship progressed. She wanted to be thoroughly and wantonly ravished by this man whom she loved so damn much and needed just as much.

The Wolverine growled viciously, taking up the gauntlet she had no doubt thrown down. For the second time that night, she was on all fours. He was on his knees behind her with a harsh grip on her hair.

He grasped his cock in his free hand and guided it to her engorged pussy lips, sliding it up and down her slit. Ororo moaned hoarsely.

“Tame my ass,” he growled before ramming his cock into her, completely impaling her cunt. Fuck! He howled. He was finally home. Finally where he had dreamt of being and it was para-fucking-dise. She was the tightest and sweetest pussy he’d ever been in.

She yelped in utter delight as her free flowing juices helped eased him inside of her. A wayward thought of how her former subjects would no doubt react to her being fucked hard and furious by the man their ruler had belittled and called an animal, ran through her mind. She groaned at the thought. Oh how she loved her cunt being speared by the thick, big hard dick of this animal…her animal. Her beautiful face contorted in absolute joy, her big tits were bouncing beneath her and the skin of her ass was jiggling, all from the force of the Wolverine’s brutal thrusts.

His grip on her hair tightened and he grunted harshly as he seized her, dominating her snug drizzling cunt. “Tight…so fucking tight!”

The inferno within her grew to a fevered pitch, consuming her entire being in manic, glorious pleasure. With a harsh curse, she came, harder than she had ever come before, saturating the Wolverine’s cock with her honeyed dew. A tree on the other side of the property could be heard crashing down outside and lightning lit up the night sky.

She fell into a heap on the bed, wheezing, but from the looks of it, the Wolverine was only getting started. He was still hard, pulsing and unwavering.

Snarling, the beast flipped her onto her back, her tits heaving with every breath she took. She was spread opened before his obsidian orbs, her smile one of a satisfied woman, silently urging him to continue her ravishing.

His soaked cock entered her again, swiftly and with authority. She gave a throaty moan as she tried to back away from the overwhelming feeling of being split apart by his sheer size. The Wolverine snarled, sinking his fingers into her hips, keeping her in place. He roared when he reached full penetration, fully imbedded in her.

Ororo’s mewls grew in intensity as he pushed up against her clit and slowly rotated inside of her before pulling out halfway. With a feral grin, he slammed into her again rapidly for a few strokes before rotating again. The stimulation of his rapid and harsh strokes with the pressure against her clit was sending her to oblivion. She could only garble unintelligently.

The Wolverine up the ante and his strokes became harder, faster and more powerful and her back lifted off the bed with the power of each stroke. She was now reduced to screaming his name, begging him for release. He responded, growling at her, tossing her legs over his shoulders and driving into to her with such force that tears came to her eyes as she cried out. He repeatedly pounded into her, the new position causing her such sweet, warm pain. She scratched and clawed at his back, gritted her teeth and grunted gutturally. Oh how she loved being conquered.

The Wolverine’s growls became harsher as he felt his balls begin to constrict, signaling the onslaught of his release.

Ororo alternated between gasping and wailing as she felt the pressure built within her and devour her, sending her release rippling through her with such force that the storm that was brewing finally let loose as its mistress had, causing the rain to fall from the sky and drenched the earth in buckets, the whistling winds to sound like a freight train as they knocked the window panes, sending lightning strikes every which way and several trees hitting the ground.

Her release brought about his own and with an inhuman snarl, the Wolverine shot another round of cum into her, this time coating her inner walls with his very essence. She found the strength to wrap her legs around him and pulled him towards her, wounding herself tightly around him, while his body jerked endlessly and he unloaded into her tight pussy which now belonged to him. With a deafening roar, he leaned down and sank his canines into the sweet spot between her neck and collarbone, marking her, conquering her, stamping his ownership on her.

As he spent the last of himself inside her, he collapsed on top of her with a satisfied sigh. She kept her legs wrapped around him while she gently ran one of her hands up and down his sweaty back and ran her other hand through his hair, lightly kissing his neck and shoulder.





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