Chapter nine-
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Logan was currently in Rogues room.
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He had upset her.
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Again.
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His back was to her as he spoke.
“Anna, tell me, what do you really want?”
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He listened to her sigh.
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How he hated that sound.
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He heard her move around a bit rustling in the sheets.
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“Ah want you at’ touch me Logan, touch me, take me, have me. Ah am leaving tomorrow and never coming back its not like you would hav’ ta’ live with what you did.”
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His body bristled.
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He didn’t want her to leave
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“Anna, I want a straight answer, and I want it now.”
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He took her silence as a good thing for once.
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“I want you to tell me what I have to do to get you to stay.”
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He waited.
And waited.
And waited even longer.
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Then the rustle of the sheets.
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Her tiny hand slipped into his.
And she pulled his arm to turn him around.
Ever so slowly he turned until he took her in.
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The moons light streamed in the window behind her.
The light illuminating her like a beautiful pure white aura sourrounded her.
Her hair was tousled from sleep.
She looked at him like he was the most important person in the entire universe.
And he watched as her plush pink lips parted to speak.
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“Logan, you should know, ah shouldn’t have to tell you what ah really want.”
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He reached out with his free hand to cup her cheek.
He tilted her head back.
He watched as she closed her eyes.
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He could hear her pulse speed up.
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“Anna, I want you to tell me, I don’t want to guess, I don’t want to do whats right. I want you to tell me what you want, tell me what you need, and I need, desperately need you to tell me what I need to do to keep you here with me.”
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He could see her eyes move under her closed lids.
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He could smell her anxiety.
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Her hand slipped from his.
And her face pulled away from his hand.
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He didn’t know why he did it.
But his hand slid back to tangle into her hair.
He pulled her head back roughly as he pulled her to him.
His face was inches from her when he spoke.
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“Tell me Rogue, tell me what you need.”
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Her breath fluttered over his face.
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She was shaking.
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She was scared.
He could feel it.
He could smell it.
And he wanted it.
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When she didn’t answer he pulled her hair just a bit more.
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He knew she had to be uncomfortable.
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But her comfort be damned.
He was not about to just let her walk away.
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She was his god-dammit!
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“Logan”
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Her voice was shaky.
But at least she was talking.
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“Logan ah want you, Ah wanna touch you. Ah want you ta’ take me and show me how a man loves a woman. Ah want you ta’ show me everything.”
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She had more to say.
He could see it in her eyes.
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But her hands tentatively reached out and touched his hips.
He took a deep breath.
He only had to control him self for a little while.
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“and Ah need yoah love Logan, Ah need you not ta’ walk away. Ah need you Logan, how else you want me ta’ tell you. Ah don’t need you to marry me, ta’ make a honest woman outta me. Ah just need ta’ be yours”
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Logan sighed.
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She sure was asking a lot of him.
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“Kid you know I cant give you all that, you're asking me to let you inside, I cant subject you to that.”
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Tears welled up in her big beautiful eyes before she spoke.
“did you know, every night Ah have the same dream, ah dream that there is a war here, and you is trying to save meh, people is dying left and right and you cant get to me. Ah die and they have a funeral, they bury me next to my garden, then, then they attack you.”
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His chest tightened.
But he waited for her to go on.
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“And all you can do is silently mourn me, the seasons change and youre still lying there. Then one day when you finally get the strength ta’ stand. The grapes, they take you down into the ground, they take you to me. But im dead so I cant touch you.”
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She was crying harder now.
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The mornings first rays of sunlight began to light her room.
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And that ethereal angelic quality the moonlight had added was gone.
The grey of the dawn made the entire room look sad.
Rogues face looked so hollow.
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Her eyes looked so empty.
Like someone had extinguished her life's light.
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“I had that same dream last night.”
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There was something about that knowledge that just clicked for him.
It was like she was finally in his head.
Maybe that bonding she had done when she stole emmas powers had kept them linked just a little bit.
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“Anna think you can keep up with me? Youre gonna have to be patient cause I cant change who I am, not for any woman. You gotta handle the fact that im an animal, I may hurt you sometimes on accident.”
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“Ah can Logan.”
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His body stirred.
He knew now that she was his.
And he was going to have her.
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“but you gotta know this now anna, you let me have you, and im never gonna stop wanting you. Ive got a bloodlust when I fight, and this, well this is just as bad.”
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She giggled.
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He didn’t know if this was good.
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Or bad.
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“so the almighty wolverine is a sex god with an insatiable appetite?”
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And all his stirring stopped.
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He didn’t know what to say.
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It was like she was poking fun at his very manhood.
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“As long as you understand that ah am a delicate young woman, one who bruises easily. Ah am gonna be stealing your healing a lot.”
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She grinned.
She grinned like she was the damn Cheshire cat.
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And that made him happy.
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The sadness was gone from her eyes.
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“rogue, youre mine. Aint no doubt about that.”
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Her face lit up like she just seen Santa on Christmas morning.
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And he just had to wipe that grin off of her face.
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He tightened his grip in her hair.
And his other hand found its way to the small of her back.
In a second he had her pressed against him.
His mouth was hot on hers.
Her lips were soft.
And cool.
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His mouth explored hers.
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And she writhed against him.
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It was now or never.
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He pulled away from her roughly.
Her eyes flying open as she gasped to catch her breath.
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“are you gonna agree kid? Or do I have to sway your thoughts?”
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She moved faster then he thought she could.
Her hands were hot on his skin.
Greedy hands.
Touching all that she could.
Her fingertips trailing over his stomach.
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As the breath caught in his throat she spoke.
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“Ah am yours logan, and Ah promise Ah am not as fragile as you think.”
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Then those roaming hands pulled him into the bed with her.
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