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Magneto wants more mutants. He also wants to prove something to Charles.
You fuck with us, we fuck you.
Logan is sleeping when I come into his room, and though he startles awake and the claws come out, I hold him down with the power of my mind. I don't feel good about it, but I don't really have a choice in any of this.
I let my coat drop to the floor, leaving me completely nude. His expression goes from panic to curious arousal and then panic again. I can see his muscles straining, hell, I can feel him fighting my power, struggling to move any part of his body.
I consider saying some thing, apologizing, but I don't think it will change anything so I just crawl onto the bed and pull down his underwear. I've been ravenously horny all day, magneto saw to that, but the sight of his enormous cock makes me ache with desire.
With a wave of my hand and a little concentration, I control his physiology and make him hard.
It's glorious. Long and thick and throbbing.
He stares at me, horrified and amazed, as I move up his body. He's breathing hard, I wonder if he wants to stop me or not, I wonder if he even knows.
I drag the tip of his cock along my wetness, teasing myself, willing my body to relax enough to accommodate him. To do that, I have to release some control over Logan. I choose his ability to speak.
"The fuck do you think you're doing?" he shouts, the fury in his voice tinged with a good amount of lust despite himself.
"Not my idea," I say. Well, it's partially true. I don't have a choice in doing this, Magneto won't allow that, but he let us pick our favorite member of Charles's team.
Logan may have been one of the men who decimated our hide out last month, he may have personally tried to kill me, but I'll be damned if he doesn't turn me on. God, when he had me against that wall, his claws out, sweating and growling like that, I wanted him so bad. I just wanted to have him—
In one movement, I lower myself onto him, crying out pleasure as he practically splits me open, both relieving and further agitating all of my desperate nerve endings.
Logan groans, a primal sound, biology momentarily overriding his better judgment as I take his entire length inch by inch into my tight pussy. He doesn't want this, neither of us really do, but it feels good, damn good.
"Why?" he mutters, muscles straining even harder. To stop me, to hold me, I don't know.
"Breeding program," I say, rolling my hips as my body adjusts to his size. The friction of him inside me is almost enough to make me cry in relief. "The more of us there are, the harder we are to ignore. It's not just you, every adult man in this school is getting a visitor tonight."
I could make him cum right now, fill me up with his seed and make my body accept it. This could be over right now.
But I'm just so fucking horny. We all are, Magneto had one of his favorite mutants psychically edging us all day.
So I start riding Logan. Long, slow strokes, letting his cock drag against that perfect spot.
I rest my hands on his pecs, watching his expression shift back and forth between fury and hunger as I speed up, my breasts bouncing. I almost let him move his hands, let him grab me, squeeze me, but those claws… I can't trust him not to skewer me.
So I grab myself instead, playing with my breasts like I wish he would, pinching my nipples and riding harder, letting his cock slam into the deepest part of me. When he opens his mouth in a moan, I take away his control again, freezing him in that expression of ecstasy.
With my mind, I draw his tongue out and lean forward, raising his head until I feel the warm moisture of his tongue on my nipple. He flicks the sensitive nub, sucks on it, and all in exactly the right way because I'm controlling every movement.
This position gives me just the right friction on my clit, and I fuck harder, chasing release on my enemy's cock while he suckles desperately at my nipple. Just like our baby is going to do.
I release Logan from some of my spell, lowering his head and giving him the power to speak again. What can I say, his growls are helping me.
"Fuck, kid," he says, practically snarling. "Not that this isn't nice, but you could've asked."
I'm close, so close, I try to remember how to talk.
"Proving a point," I gasp, dropping my hand to rub at my clit. "We… can do anything. You can't stop us."
Feeling his muscles tense underneath me, I give him control of his pelvis and hips. He immediately start thrusting upward to meet me, pounding me with an animalistic energy that makes me scream. God, how good could he destroy me if I let him completely loose?
When I orgasm, it's such an intense release of tension and power, Logan freezes in mid thrust, his face contorted in pleasure as my pussy squeezes desperately around him. I don't know if he was close, it doesn't matter, I command his body to release his seed, milking every drop from his throbbing cock.
With any luck, magneto will get the next generation of mutants he's looking for.
But if it doesn't work, I would be happy to keep trying.