Wolverine Gets a Little Upset

Logan's blood pooled heavily in his groin as Katherine arched and strained under him in the beginnings of her release. She held his hips and pulled him hard into her as the aura bloomed and vibrated at the edges of his vision. She moaned out his name, arching up to match his thrust, and her movement sent pleasure singing through him. Without care or thought of consideration, he drove harder and harder into her, as if by the pure force of his action he could bind them together. As Katherine cried out, the aura burst into him, sending lightening shocks of pleasure into every pore, amplifying his own passion. He let the sensations wash over his body for an instant, gritting his teeth. Then, he pushed himself as deeply into her as he could, and was catapulted into a second explosion of pleasure. She grasped him tighter as his climax crashed through him, and he pumped himself into her. With a long groan, Logan echoed his desire, and a sliver of relief.

Katherine eased a breath as the waves of pleasure subsided from her and she became more aware, her body relaxing slightly. She felt the deepest of satisfactions, Logan lying heavily on top of her, wedged hard between her legs, still panting against her neck, gently moving in the final motions of his lovemaking. He was stroking her hair and his breath was slowing, when a thread of anxiety wove its way into her mind and she stiffened.

"Logan," she said in a soft, but urgent voice, "We've got to go. Let's go."

"Uhmm..." He replied, sluggishly.

"Logan, please. Let's get out of here."

"In a little while," he muttered, almost as if he wasn't hearing or paying attention.

Katherine's anxiety began to feed through her and she shifted under his weight. But he was completely relaxed and unmovable. Anxiety began spinning into panic.

"Logan, come on. Come on. Let's go for a drive." The panic built, her heart beginning to pound.

Then suddenly, the entry room of the cabin lit up as if from noonday sun, reflecting into the bedroom and Katherine's heart seemed to stop. Logan, registering the change, lifted his head and looked over his shoulder through the bedroom door, to whatever Katherine could not see.

"What the fuck is that?" he said.

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