X-Men Fan Fiction ❯ Prey ❯ Chapter 1

This is basically PWP just something that entered my head while reading the Onslaught saga and seeing Logan and Storm make out. Both are usually single and alone in the comics and the shows so here we go!

I do not own the X-men so please do not release the rabid lawyers on me please! I do this purely for my own sick amusement.

 

Prey

 

He was watching her; he was always watching her when no one was watching him. She was reading today sitting in the sun on the grounds. Her white hair tumbling down her back as she focused on the book shone as the light struck it. Logan growled softly in his throat. She seemed to sense his eyes as she raised her dark ones to scan the area.

She smirked seeing him leaning against a tree eyes burning. Storm was always flattered by the attention but refused to be an outlet for the frustration Logan felt at not being able to have the one he really wanted. Jean had shot him down many times and he was still working through it.

“What do you want Logan?” a weighted question.

“I thought you might want to join me for a training session in the danger room. Everyone else is gone or busy.” He growled. Storm closed her book. She would help him work of his anger another way.

“Very well Logan, what did you have in mind?” she asked.

“Just a friendly game of hide and go seek.” He answered. Storm laughed and agreed hoping the lighter side of the game would lift his spirits.

 

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Storm crouched down in a dark wood. Logan had politely given her a five minute head start which she was certain was up. They agreed she could use her weather powers but she couldn't fly. No claws for him but he could track her by scent. They had designated a “home base” so that if found and if you could run fast enough you were safe.

She could hear growls in the distance. She risked moving deeper into the brush. Storm called a soft rain to remove all traces of her scent in the area. She gave a smug smile as the water descended.

`Just try to find me now' she thought smugly. She heard a rustling and a snuffling sound to her left as well as a well earned curse. She held her breath and as he stepped closer she bolted.

“Gotcha!” he snarled lunging for her. Storm danced just out of his reach and started to run. Logan pounded through the trees after her his blood pounding. She doubled back on him while he wasn't thinking and he reached out and snatched her arm throwing her into a tree. Storm grunted in pain as her back collided with rough bark.

Logan growled and pressed against her rain slicking both of their skins. She struggled.

“Okay Logan you win, “ her words were cut off by his mouth crashing to hers fierce and relentlessly demanding. She groaned body aching up into his hard muscled body.

She tore her mouth away jerking her head to the side, “Wait!” she said. Logan paused wondering if he had gone too far.

“I'm not her. I never will be, and I refuse to be something you pump into while thinking of her.” Storm said bluntly so there would be no mistaking her meaning. Logan turned her head to look into those dark eyes.

“The only people here are you and me. I'm tired of waiting on a ship that ain't comin'.” He growled waiting for her nod.

She grinned as she leaned up and whispered, “Catch me if you can.”

Storm jerked out of his grip and slipped through the trees with agile grace and a dark smile. Logan growled his dark primal side kicking in as he waited a moment so that it would be a real chase.

Storm ran through the implications of what she was doing. She had been alone for so long and Logan was stunning in his wild way. It promised to be one intense ride.

He gunned through the woods growls pouring out of his chest as he could hear Storm laughing nearby. He tracked her by sound the rain wreaking havoc on his sense of smell. He would catch glimpses of her through the warm rain falling around her. Her laugh mixed with the pattering droplets seem like music to the feral.

Finally he caught sight of her dashing across a small clearing. She was panting heavily and smelled of fear and arousal this close. He snarled and lunged tackling her to the ground rolling to keep her from getting hurt.

The air rushed out of Storm's lungs as they hit the ground. The feral cushioned her so he took the brunt of the damage.

She opened her eyes to look up into the bright blue ones above her. His body, all hard and rigid muscle, bore down into hers. She arched her back pressing more of herself up into the man above her. Logan loosed a growl, a bass rumble that could have been a purr. Storm wriggled under the heavier male easing her legs open. He settled between them and a delicious burn settled into her thighs as her muscles were stretched more than they were used to.

“Ororo…I…that is…I ain't exactly a gentle man.” He growled burying his face in her neck. His facial hair tickled a little and the scent of rain and Logan filled her nose.

“I didn't think you were. I know who you are and I am certain you will be as careful as you are able.” She responded bringing his head up and invading his mouth this time. The shock of being dominated echo through his mind and a battle of tongues ensued.

Guttural growls and soft groans filled the air as hands roamed and clothes were quickly discarded. Logan planted soft nips along her throat and collarbone working his way to her left breast. He bit hard sucking the surrounding flesh making Storm cry out in a mix of pleasure pain and a touch of fear that gave the pleasure a sharper edge.

She writhed under his hard body groaning, he chuckled.

“What's funny?” she gasped as his fingers ghosted across the newly forming bruise.

“Nothing just thinking about how good you'll taste.” He whispered in her ear his hot breath tickling her ear.

She groaned as he held her by her hips, as though he were afraid she would try to bolt if he let go. He nipped randomly along her belly and right hip before plunging into her. There was no teasing, subtleness the just the direct assault that was all Logan. Her hips shot up off the ground and she cried out. He planted a heavy forearm over her hips holding her still.

Storm cried out as he plunged his tongue into her again and again. The grazing of his fangs on very sensitive flesh made her groan.

Logan felt overwhelmed by the scent of her. She tasted of rain and not just because it was pouring down on them, but it was HER taste and smell. He slowly inserted two fingers, so slow it was cruel if you her groans were anything to go by.

Storm could fell rising screaming through her. Logan was merciless on her and she loved her hands holding his head right where she needed it to be. It was when he carefully bit her that her orgasm shattered through causing a crack of lighting followed by a low rumble of thunder.

Storm shot and shoved Logan to the ground and as he snarled at the rough treatment she climbed on him. He shot up off the ground, his arms encircling her waist.

Without thought and warning Storm moved back a touch and plunged him in till their hips were flush. Logan gave out a barking cry of surprise his hands digging into her caramel skin. She gripped is shoulders and rocked her hips pulling harsh groans out of the feral beneath her. She closed her eyes and felt the tide of them rushing and parting.

“Oh god Ro.” Logan groaned as she fisted some dark hair and crashed her mouth to his. He growled into her mouth and rolled the two of them until he was on top hammering into her. Her shrill cries and her gorgeous body had him battling his inner self hard.

“Let go Logan I'll be fine. I want you to be able to be with me. All of you.” She gasped.

That was all it took for his tenuous control to snap. He pulled out of her flipped her onto her hands and knees and slammed into her with a snarl. He grabbed a fist full of white hair. Storm screamed in pleasure at his wildness.

The heat pooling low in her belly was threatening to swamp her and she rode that edge deliciously. He was almost there and just as Logan toppled over the edge he sank his fangs into her shoulder. The pain drove Storm over edge with a scream.

The rain slowed and stopped and the artificial sun returned as the lovers returned to themselves. Storm smiled at Logan who was staring at the ceiling.

“I'm sorry.” He murmured.

“What ever for?” Ororo asked propping herself up on her elbow.

“I hurt I made you bleed and you screamed. I liked it.” He said voice hollow.

“Logan I screamed because it felt good. I made me orgasm.” She said looking him in the eye, “and if you don't stop moping I will zap your ass with a lightning bolt.”

Logan sat up and looked at her. She was smiling and had that “I just got fucked into oblivion and liked it” look about her. He smiled at her.

“Now I believe it is my turn to find you.”

“Like you could.” He growled.

 

From the control booth Jean smiled. Finally they had figured it out. She was happy for Logan, happy that he wouldn't be alone anymore.