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X-Men Porn Story: jean yhe goddess 3

X-Men Porn Story: jean yhe goddess 3

He took her back, then, and she hesitated at the door. “Come in with me?”

“Are you certain?”

She blushed a little. “I don’t want the night to end just yet. Please.”

He considered her, white hair gleaming in the light from the door, shadowed eyes looking her up and down, and nodded.

She took him up to her room. He stopped at the door and gave her a gentle kiss, hands clasped. She opened the door. “Come in?”

He frowned. “Is this what you want?”

She took a few paces into the room, then turned back, skirt swirling around her legs. “Yes.”

“Are you certain you know what you’re saying?”

She pulled him into the room and held him close. “I said I don’t want this night to end. I meant it, Magneto.”

“Erik.”

She nodded. “Erik. I want it all. If it’s just going to be once, I want it to be here, and you, and now. Unless you don’t want me.”

He closed his eyes and breathed a couple of times, then opened them again and looked at her in her elegant dress, burning her skin with his regard. “My dear, I do not believe anyone could not want you.” He kissed her again, firmly, as his hands grazed her shoulders.

She skimmed out of her clothing, but he took his time disrobing, slowly removing, then folding, his jacket, pants, tie, shirt, and so on. She was about ready to scream when he finally removed his underwear and sat next to her on the bed.

His mouth covered hers again, soft and warm, and she nearly drowned when he moved to her breast and kissed her there. He took his time going over her skin, both arousing and frustrating. He stroked her shoulders, caressed her wrists, nibbled her collarbone, and nipped her stomach. “Can’t you … I mean …”

“Patience, Rogue.” He heated her ear with his words. “I thought you didn’t want this night to end. I’m taking my time with you. Relax.”

Relax? With an orgy of touch that she’d been starving for? Now how the hell did he expect her to do that? She shivered and quaked as he continued his slow, heated brushes of her skin, longing for more, holding him close as she spun further out of control.

At last, he did begin moving lightly between her legs. She bit her lip to keep from crying out, trying to maintain the last of her discipline, but failed miserably as she climaxed furiously around his finger. He chuckled as she twisted and burned, panting wildly, and entered her as she was still recovering.

Goodness. She felt the ridge of his cock penetrate deep inside, further than her fingers had ever gone, and looked up at him. His eyes were closed and his face was tight, as if he was holding back some great emotion. She clenched around him, experimenting a little, and he gasped at the feeling. “Still patience?”

He sighed and moved a little within her. “Maybe the time for waiting has passed.” He moved slowly, making her shake with each withdrawal and move to meet him with every thrust. The pace of their lovemaking quickened and he surged into her, fast and hot and steady, eyes blazing with desire. His eyes closed and she felt his come squirting deep within. His eyes opened wider than before, as if in surprise, with every desperate plunge into her body.

She relaxed into sleep, then, after he came out of her and kissed her a few times.

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She woke up late the next morning, of course, and sleepily reached out to him. He had been by her side. She touched her teddy bear instead.

She opened her eyes. Her yellow bedspread covered her body and no one else’s. Her shoulders slumped with disappointment.

Oh well, she thought. He isn’t one of the X-men and long-distance relationships don’t really work out, do they?

She rolled over and looked for the clock on her dresser. There was a rose there and an envelope. His rose from last night!

Sitting up, covers pulled to her chest, she savored the smell of the rose and then read the envelope.

“Dear Rogue,

“You were right. I am not the king of the universe, and even if I were, not only you, but many others would not be freed by my assuming said title.

“However, you were also wrong. I can give you some freedom, despite not being royalty.

“–Erik”

She opened it and took what was inside it out. Her mouth fell open. Joy, disbelief, surprise, sadness, all welled up from her soul and were expelled in a wail and then furious tears. She sobbed, unable to bear the rushing feelings within.

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“Rogue?” Kitty phased through the wall quickly, the heartwrenching sounds from the woman’s room drawing her in. She saw Rogue crying, moaning in despair, holding a rose in one hand and in the other, a strip of gray metal that was about the size of Kurt’s watch. 

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A car pulled up to the mansion at about 3 a.m. No lights were on anywhere. A redheaded woman got out of the car and used her keys to get in the front door and the car drove off.

“Could you drop me off at the bus station?” Jean Grey smiled into Sinister’s eyes.

He shrugged. “I suppose. What are you going to do now?”

“I’m going to Canada.” She snorted and wiped her nose on her coat. “There’s this nice boy I met there, Jean-Paul, who’s making a new league of super heroes, Lambda Flight. He wants me on the team.”

“Why?”

“Well, he gave me two reasons. One is that I am very powerful. The other is that I’ll bring in all the bi-guys who otherwise would have stayed away, so he can go home with them.” Jean smiled, happy and content. “Finally. I’m going to be somewhere where men won’t be lusting after me.”

Sinister remained quiet, though he did chuckle once he let her off at the bus station. Men would not be her problem, true, but how would she handle being lusted after by women?

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Once Kitty got Rogue calmed down, the two women headed down to breakfast, Kitty completely naked as usual and Rogue in her standard uniform. The kitchen was, mercifully, empty, and Kitty started chattering at Rogue about her previous night. “And then, they decided they’d try a new position, so I got on my knees and Pyro got in front of me and …”

“Katzchen? What are you doing?” Kurt’s eyes were nearly bulging out of his head, staring at Kitty’s ass. Rogue giggled a little and Kitty flinched at first, then posed, holding the refrigerator door.

“See anything you like, Kurt?”

He gagged and his eyes bulged some more. His tail started lashing the air frantically. Rogue nodded. “I think that’s a yes, sugar.”

“Hm.” Kitty got a cup of vanilla yogurt out of the fridge and closed the door. “Maybe we need to get together later, then. Your room?”

“Kitty!” Kurt’s mouth hung open. She walked toward him, licking her spoon suggestively. He watched every move, utterly shocked, but the uniform also picked up the distinct line of his crotch.

“Oo. Maybe now.” She put her hand on his cock through his uniform and he cried out. “Yes. Now. See ya there, Kurt.” She put the yogurt and spoon down on the counter and ran out of the room.

Kurt threw a pleading look to Rogue, who folded her arms and grinned. “I’d go after her if I were you, Kurt. You aren’t going to get a better offer today, I’ll bet.” She picked up Kitty’s discarded container and put it back into the fridge and heard a soft bamf behind her as Kurt teleported away.

That was weird. Why was Kurt suddenly noticing that Kitty was naked?

She got out a package of English muffins and pulled two out. She popped them into the toaster, humming, and Storm came in from the dining room, her eyes sparkling. “So. How was it?”

Rogue blushed. “Fine.”

“That is all?” Storm raised a white eyebrow.

“Yeah.”

“The men are reacting differently this morning.” She got out a pitcher of orange juice.

“Why?”

Storm paused, her hand on the door handle. “Jean made that clone she said she would. She left.”

Storm vanished through the door. Rogue’s fingers went to her pocket, touching the strip of metal inside. She smiled. Maybe having her freedom here and now was a good thing after all.

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