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Title: Another Attack
Author: Reilynn
Archived: A really watered down
version is going to be on fanfiction.net
Summary: Alternate ending to Art Attack. Logan
discovers sensation with Max, and what would YOU do with it?
Rating: NC-17
Pretty explicit description of Max and Logan having the time of
their lives.
Pairings: Max and Logan
Feedback: Either, any
Characters: Max and Logan! How
many times do I have to say it?
Beta�s: I am not sure that Maria656 wants her pure name associated with this
definitely not innocent piece of smut, but �.
Author Notes: First attempt at Erotica.
Please let me know how I did.
Disclaimer: �I don�t own Max, Logan, the Dark Angel Universe or anything of
significant value that would be worth the effort to sue and I make no money off
this�
***

Back at Logan�s
apartment he and Max are looking at the painting, spread out on a low coffee
table.

�While your uncle was getting
sloshed, you brought a killer to justice and saved an American art treasure.
Maybe it�s time you brought him up to speed that you�re not the family
failure.�

�I could be the Messiah and walk on
water, and he�d still say��Why can�t you fly?�� Logan
replied. Max laughed. �For whatever reason, he needs to see me as a
loser.�

�Shame,� Max replied.

�Well�I�m lucky to have him. He�s a
good reminder of what I don�t want to become.�

�So about the dress/Daphne�� Max
and Logan began together.

Max spoke first, �You first.�

�She dumped me, out of the blue�and
I guess I didn�t want you to know,� Logan
said. Max looked at Logan and began
to wonder why didn�t he want me to know?
Logan continued, oblivious
to the direction that Max�s thoughts were taking. �The thing is, she
never gave me a reason. Maybe that�s why I spent the whole night talking to
her, to find out why.�

�Did you find out?� Max asked,
still wondering why Logan cared so much what she thought of his desirability as
a boyfriend.

�Not really. Though I gotta say the way she was hanging with Original Cindy�That
might be a clue.� Logan
smiled.

�It�s a large life,� Max said, very
grateful for Original Cindy�s assistance.

�Yes. It is.�

�So about the dress�I knew you were
all bent out of shape about going to this thing, and I didn�t want you to have
to worry about having a date that didn�t fit in.�

�I wouldn�t want you to fit in with
that crowd,� Logan replied.

Max couldn�t help but think about
what Logan might want of her after
all. �Anyway�Still, I�m returning it.�

�Don�t do that. I want you to keep
it.�

�Logan Cale, protector of all that
is good and true, advocating larceny?�
Max supposed it shouldn�t really surprise her he sent her out to B&E
often enough.

�No. I�ll call the store and have
them charge it to me.�

Oh, should have known, thought
Max. �Forget it. It�s a waste of money.

�No, it�s not. You look beautiful
in it. In fact, you were the most beautiful woman there.�

He said I am beautiful! And he
knows that he doesn�t have to say that to get me to do anything for him!!
Max smiled at the thought.

�And you�re absolutely right about
Aunt Margo. I�m gonna get in her face about that
locket. After all, it was my mom�s!� Logan
continued.

Max reached into her bag and
retrieved locket. She handed it to Logan.

�How did you?� Logan
asked.

�Genetically engineered
pickpocket,� she answered.

�Thank you,� he said as he took the
locket and looks at Max appreciatively.

Max smiled back at him and knelt
down by his feet. She placed her hand on
his thigh, enjoying touching him even though she was aware he couldn�t feel
it. She leaned toward him, glancing
longingly at his lips. �So our all of
your �dates� this exciting, or is it just us?�

Logan
smiled. He hadn�t really been expecting
to get a kiss, but he supposed he should have suspected it was a possibility
when he called this a date. He placed
his hand over hers on his lap, when he realized that he had felt her
hand on him.

Max mistook the shocked look on his
face and recoiled. �I�m sorry.�

�No!� Logan
grabbed her hand, and pulled it back to his lap. He realized later that he wouldn�t have been
able to do that if Max hadn�t wanted him to.
�Max, I felt that.�

She gave his thigh a squeeze. �This?�

Logan
sits there for a moment, letting it sink in, then smiles widely his hand over
Max�s on his thigh. �Yes. Do it again?�

Max did. Logan
just sat there, enjoying the fact that he could feel anything. Max moved her hand to the other thigh. �Can you feel this?�

�Yes!�

Max moved her hand down to his
calf. �This?�

�Uh-huh.�

Max massaged his calf for a little
bit, watching the joy on his face, and, for once, not questioning why that made
her so happy. She lifted his foot. Logan
looked at her and smiled. �We should see
where you�re getting sensation back,� she said as she removed his shoe and then
his sock. She smiled at him, ruthlessly
suppressing the small doubts and fears that appeared at the thought of
exploring sensation at the other end of his legs.

Logan
nodded and watched as she caressed his still foot. He didn�t feel much as she ran her soft hands
over his, but the fact that he felt anything at all was a miracle. He didn�t even try to stop the small moans
and shudders whenever he did feel something.

Neither was sure how long it was
before she disrobed Logan�s other
foot and repeated the massage. Slowly
she slid her hand up his leg, enjoying the feel of his skin. Nervously she bit her lip, gathered her
courage and said, �You should take off the tux.�

Logan
nodded. �Yeah, I should.� He started to wheel himself to his bedroom
when he swung his head around to look up at her and ask, �You�re not going to
leave now. Are you?�

Max shook her head and finished
removing her shoe.

Logan
grinned and went to his bedroom. She�s
taking her shoes off, she�s staying.
Wonder if I could convince her to wear one of my tee shirts. Logan
felt more aroused by that thought than by anything since the shooting. He hung up his tie, jacket and dress
shirt. He remembered Bling had tried to
talk to him about sex after. Maybe I
should have listened, oh well, I can always ask him
about it later. It�s not like anything is going to happen tonight or ever with
Max, you are fantasizing again Cale.
Logan had just transferred
to the bed and was pushing down his pants with some difficulty because he
couldn�t concentrate on the task at hand when he jumped at Max�s voice.

�Can I help?� she asked as she sat
down on the bed next to him.

�I thought you were going to wait
out in the front room,� Logan
stammered.

�I said I wasn�t leaving, not that
I was going to stay there. Besides, no
reason you shouldn�t be comfortable, and where would be more comfortable than
right here.� Besides, she
thought, how many chances am I going to have to get into your bed? Oh, jeez,
what am I doing? Trying to blow the best
friendship I�ve ever had? Because I�m greedy and want more? Max looked at Logan,
nervously waiting for his approval, his acceptance.

Logan
just stared at the most beautiful woman he�d ever seen as she nibbled on her
lower lip nervously. The
good and the bad news of a blow out spinal cord; that isn�t giving me an
embarrassing hard on right now.
Bu then again, I shouldn�t be feeling anything at all, maybe �?

Max tried again, �May I help
you?� Logan
nodded. Max grabbed the waist of his
pants and started pulling them down. Logan
hastily grabbed his black silk boxers and held them up when he realized that
they were also sliding down his body.
Max smiled as she gracefully left the bed. Logan
sat up to watch her fold the pants and put them on the hanger with the jacket,
then return to him.

Max climbed onto the bed with Logan. Her mouth was just inches from his when she
sat back on her knees and began to massage his legs. �Just lay back, and
�notice where you feel.� Max could not
quite bring herself to say �enjoy�, but she really
hoped that he was.

Logan
leaned back into his pillows and shut his eyes.
His soft moans guided Max to where he could feel, where he most
enjoyed. She worked slowly down one leg
then up the other. Her strong hands
kneading muscles that where still solid under her touch. She carefully kept her hands on the outside
of Logan�s boxers as she moved them
up side of his body. She bit her lip
again as she nervously slid her hands under his cotton tee shirt, enjoying the
feel of his skin, not certain she should be doing this.

Logan�s
breathing became shallower, faster as Max approached where he had normal
sensation. That area was always a little
� confused. She wouldn�t be under his
tee shirt, would she? As her hands rose above where he had sensation Logan
knew that she was. He knew he should
tell her she was above where he had lost sensation, but a few more seconds and
she would be at his nipples. It would
be wrong to abuse her kindness!

�I can feel that. You are above the injury.� Logan
said, regretting instantly that he had stopped her.

Max interpreted it as a reproach
and immediately moved her hands.
�Oh. Sorry. Where is your injury?�

�T8. About here.� Logan
drew an imaginary line on his chest.

�Okay,� Max nodded and moved her
hands back down his other side. She had
just snuck a tiny bit under the waistline of his black silk boxers when Logan
spoke again.

�Max?�

Max jumped and removed her hand
from inside his shorts. �What?� she
asked nervously.

�I don�t mind.� Don�t mind? Way to make a woman feel
appreciated, Cale! What is wrong with you?

Max smiled tentatively at him.

�I like � you touching me.� Logan
gave Max his most enticing smile, to make up for his clumsy words.

Max wanted to pounce! That smile was lethal and she wouldn�t be
surprised if it should be registered as such �somewhere. How would a high society lady handle
this? To hell with that, Logan
knows what I am. �You know, it is
kind of awkward to move around in this dress.
Would you mind if I took it off?�

�Not at all.�
Logan shook his head. That has
to be the understatement of the year.

�Would you mind unzipping it for
me?� Max turned so that he had easy
access to the zipper.

I wonder if I could do this with
my teeth? But Logan�s
abdominal control wasn�t what it once was so he reached up and slowly pulled
the zipper down her back. He thought
about stopping after a few inches, when she could reach it, but he didn�t. He was far to mesmerized by the smooth tan
bare skin under the dress. She isn�t
wearing a bra! Logan
couldn�t have stopped himself if he had tried.
He slowly slid the zipper all the way down to her waist. �You can borrow one of my tee shirts if �� Logan
trailed off as Max slid out of the gown.

Max slowly slid the gown down her
body, watching Logan intently for
some reaction. With one final kick, in
sharp contrast to slow striptease, the gown went flying to land reasonably
neatly on a chair across the room. �Do
you want me to put something else on?� Max asked, searching his face for
answers.

Logan
did not trust himself to speak. He could
only shake his head as he stared at the beauty before him.

Max gave Logan
a warm smile and returned to touching his hips.

Logan
couldn�t remember when he had felt more uncertain of himself. It seemed to be the night for that. �Max?� he
asked. She paused and looked at
him. �I want to touch you too.�

Max nodded and moved to face Logan,
giving him all the access he could crave.

�Anywhere?�
Logan started to ask if there was anywhere
she would not be comfortable being touched by him when she interrupted him
with, �Anywhere.�

�Anywhere you want to Logan.�
Max looked anxiously at Logan.

�Max,� Logan
moaned and pulled her to him. He kissed
her gently at first. She laid her body
over his, one hand tangled in his hair, the other lightly tracing his ear. Logan could tell she was running her legs up
and down his, pressing her hips rhythmically against his in the same way that
would have him coming in his pants back when he was a teenager. Back when I was whole, he thought then
ruthlessly shoved the thought away. That
I can feel her at all is a miracle.
Enjoy every second! And make sure she does too! He held her head to his with one hand as he
moaned and deepened the kiss. His hand
entwined her hair, freeing it so that it fell around the like a veil. His other hand roamed lightly down her back,
shivers of delight followed his touch.
He felt a wave of satisfaction as she shuddered and moaned into his
mouth, but paused at none of her gyrations.

Way better than cake, Max
thought as she multitasked. Her hands
caressed his head, neck and shoulders.
Her hip pressed systematically against what she suspected was the
beginning of an erection under silk boxers.
Her legs moved up and down his, all the way to where her toes grazed
lightly over his.

Logan�s
strong hands grasped Max�s waist and he lifted her up, placing a series of slow
shivery kisses down the hollow of her throat until he reached her breast. �Max!� he murmured appreciatively before his
mouth descended on the first.

�Logan!� Max�s breathing quickened; she moaned and
held his head to her breast. Her toes
could no longer reach his, but she did find something else to play with. Something hardening under
silk. Something
wonderful.

Logan
couldn�t believe how aroused he was getting.
He could swear he felt stimulation on his cock, although he knew it was
impossible, for several reasons. �Max,�
he murmured appreciatively as he switched to her other breast; licking,
sucking, grazing his teeth over it, flicking his tongue over it; doing all the
things he hoped she would let him do to her clit soon. God, I want to watch her climax for me! I
can give her that much at least.

Max couldn�t believe how aroused Logan
had made her without even touching her below the waist. Hopefully I�ll be able to please him
nearly this much! I can�t believe what
the man can do with his tongue.

Just when Max was sure she couldn�t
take any more Logan released the
wonderful pressure that he had been applying to her breast, and returned to the
first one and started over.

�Logan!� Max squirmed in his grasp.

Logan
brought her back down to face him. The
amused smile was wiped off his face as Max latched onto his mouth with hers.
They dueled for a few minutes as hands explored. Eventually Max broke the kiss. �Logan!�
she begged. Max looked at Logan,
imploring him to understand what she couldn�t put into words.

�How can a beautiful strong young
woman like you want a broken old man like me so much?� Logan
asked ruefully.

Max took his hand and led it to her
panties. She gently encouraged him to
place his hand inside. Logan
complied; his smile contained a sensuous flame as he was confronted with
evidence of how much Max wanted him. His
hand gently probed her wet folds and they both moaned. Max had expected him to briefly check to
verify that she was ready for him. She
didn�t know what to do when his long sensitive fingers continued to explore her
most intimate depths, so she just moaned.

�Take these off,� Logan
told her. Max complied nearly faster
than Logan could see. He smiled at his eager little chimera. �Max, there are a few things we should talk
about. Things that
will be different for me now.� Logan
began just as the brochures had suggested; he briefly wished that he had read
the whole damned thing instead of just the first page then throwing them away.

�I�ve been different all my life, Logan.�
Max interrupted as she knelt by his boxers.
�But, are you sure?� To
make her point she pulled the boxers down with one hand and took his cock into
her other hand. She grasped it firmly and smiled when Logan
gasped and jumped. �Are you sure you
can�t feel me?�

�I can feel that,� Logan
gasped.

�Mmmm.� Max
reached down and ran her tongue up his cock, over the top, savoring a slight
taste of cum on its tip, then running her tongue
across the crown.

�Oh, GOD!� If Logan
could have moved his hips at that moment he would have. The sensation wasn�t the same, it wasn�t as
intense, but it was so much more than he had ever hoped for.

Max positioned herself over Logan
as he writhed in unexpected ecstasy, his cock still in her hand. �Tell me you want me,� Max demanded.

�I want you,� Logan
replied instantly.

Max guided Logan
into her and slowly lowered herself unto him. She savored the feel of him inside her;
astonished at the sense of fulfillment that he gave her. Max rode Logan
slowly, gyrating forward and back, experimenting with different angles and
rhythms until his hands came to her hips to guide her. In this, as with so much else, she followed
his lead and soon he was moaning in pleasure.
She continued to follow the rhythm he showed her, her hips angled
slightly forward, while Logan�s
fingertips grazed lightly over he arms.

�Max, my angel,� Logan
moaned.

�I take it you feel that.� Max�s
smile was eager and alive with affection and delight and joy and � other
things.

�Oh, yes. I�m in heaven.�

�First time I heard it called
that,� Max laughed. The sound of her
laughter went through both of them in a gentle wave.

Logan�s
hands moved gently up the length of her back and guided her forward to where he
could taste her. She brought her mouth
to his briefly, then returned to the motions that were
getting those delicious moans before.

�Max. As much as I am enjoying this, more than I
imagined would be possible for me ever again, I should tell you �� Logan gasped as Max sped up. �I � may not � that is, I shouldn�t � the
doctors said that I wouldn�t climax.�

�Bet they said this was impossible
too.�

�No, just � unlikely. I want you to know, I am happy. Even if I don�t climax.�

�You will,� Max decreed. She was so grateful that Kendra had been
going on about the Kegel exercises and that she was
way too curious. She squeezed Logan
inside of her and slowly raised herself until he was almost out then slammed
back down. She was rewarded with his delighted gasp. �I�ve got a couple tricks up my � well, I
have some tricks. After all,� she leaned
forward so she could whisper huskily into his ear. �Wasn�t it my extraordinary display of
athleticism that first impressed you? I
don�t have to be anywhere for a couple days.�

Days?!
Logan felt himself shudder as
Max�s warm breath flowed across his ear.

Max grasped the hem of his white
cotton tee shirt and pulled it up over his head. Logan
raised his arms because he assumed that she was removing it. She stopped just as the collar slipped over
his chin and bunched the shirt in one hand, very effectively pinning Logan�s
arms above his head.

�Max?� his quest was slightly muffled
through the shirt.

�First trick,� Max replied. She easily held him immobile with one hand
while her other nudged the shirt over his nose but left it covering his
eyes. �One of Kendra�s books suggests
that powerful men find it erotic to be powerless during sex.�

�I�m not �� Logan
tried to object but Max silenced him with a kiss.

�The great and powerful Eyes Only, arguably the most powerful man in Seattle
if not Washington State. � and more than any
of that � you are the best, most noble, admirable, caring man I�ve ever
known. Even if you can
be a little grumpy sometimes.�
Max nipped playfully at his chin.
�So, just relax and enjoy being �mine.�

Her lips recaptured his, more
demanding this time. All Logan
could do way lay there helplessly as sensation washed over him, again and again
and again. Max held his arms with one
hand, her mouth completely dominated his, she didn�t
have to do a thing to render the lower half of him immobile. Max�s free hand roamed his chest, fondling
his tiny pink nipples as they hardened under her touch.

Powerful? I can�t move at all. If I have ever done anything more erotic � I
haven�t. Max thinks of me as powerful? Admirable? Maybe I am that, but what kind of life has she
had that I�m the most caring man she�s ever met? She�s the powerful one here. But, maybe I�m not such a hopeless cripple if
this is working so well on me and Max thinks I�m noble. Logan
was so involved with his thoughts and what Max was doing to his mouth and
chest, that he completely missed the slowly increasing tension and shivers from
below the injury line.

Max didn�t. Kissing him while holding him down meant that
she wasn�t quite tall enough to fully sheath him, so she rocked faster up and
down over the sensitive corona of his penis. Later, she would not be able to say how she
knew, but she could tell. It was time.

�Second trick �� she began.

�I want to see you,� Logan
begged.

Max immediately pulled the shirt
over his head so that he could look at her.

Max looked directly into his gorgeous,
famous eyes and told him, �This trick is just for you, Logan. You�re the only man I�ve ever trusted, cared
so much about. The only man I�ve ever
showed this to. This is for you �
only.� With that she purred,
loudly.

The totally unexpected vibrations
sent Logan careening over an edge
he had not realized he was on. His
climax took him completely off guard. He
screamed Max�s name. Somehow, enough signal
got through and he arched his back and legs.
His muscles screamed in protest of the first movement in months, the
pain adding power to the orgasm like oxygen to a fuel-air fire. Max kept purring. Logan�s
hypersensitive cock sent far too much sensation through a damaged connection,
combined with his legs, the sensation was overwhelming. Logan
ripped his tee shirt half to free his arms to clasp Max to him. He held her firmly against his pelvis, but
the vibration didn�t stop because it was never from her thrusts in the first
place. �Max!� Logan
pleaded as his orgasm continued to wrack his body with wave after wave. The line between pleasure and pain shattered
as the sensations overwhelmed him!
�Max,� Logan whispered as he
let the waves of ecstasy carry him away and he passed out.

Max stopped purring and laid her
body over his. She held him in her arms
even as she continued to hold his manhood inside of her. She gently stroked his hair as Logan
pumped his very essence into her. When
the last shudder left him Max resisted the urges to laugh or shout with joy,
instead she settled on giggling softly.
�Logan, love, don�t you know
you are supposed to roll over and then fall asleep?� Max gently rolled him onto his side. She even managed to cover them with a blanket
without Logan falling out of
her. She cuddled up to Logan
and looked over him instead of Seattle. This is way better than the Space
Needle. I wonder if a regular girl ever
felt this good?
Well, one thing for sure; no regular girl�s nailed Eyes Only.

***

Logan
awoke a few minutes later feeling incredibly spent. �La petite mort, indeed,�
he murmured and then pulled Max in to kiss her.
Max melted into his strong arms and purred. His lips continued to explore her soft
welcoming flesh until Logan needed
to break for air.

�Max, we need to talk about the
purring.�

The purring stopped instantly. �You don�t like the purring?� I guess that makes sense, it�s a reminder that
I am not entirely human.

�I love the purring! And I cannot tell you what a turn on it is to
know that I am the only man you have ever purred for, but you have to stop when
I climax. It is just too much! How long was I out, by the way?�

�Couple minutes.�
Max shrugged, still looking uncertain.
�I thought men always fell asleep after sex.�

�Max that wasn�t
rolling over and falling asleep.
That was passing out! There�s a
difference!�

�What?�

Is she serious? Apparently. �Passing out is out of my control. Now, I admit that I like cuddling up and
drifting off to sleep, but I want the option of a little �afterglow�. Especially with you.�

�Especially me?�
Max asked.

�Uh huh.� Logan
let out a deep sigh, how do I explain this? �Max, we grew up in very different worlds. I .. we should have talked about
what this means to you before. .. well, before.�

�You mean so much to me Logan. Don�t you know that?� Max placed her hand on his face and guided
his lips to hers. For a time Logan
let Max distract him with the physical.

�It�s my fault. I was too excited
about feeling anything at all. I should
have asked you what you like, what you wanted.
Max, my angel, I didn�t even �You didn�t climax. I do care, Max. Since we have already gone this far, let me
make that up to you.� I am blowing
this, she looks more nervous, not less. �And
then I�ll fix us some food and we can talk.�

Max smiled uncertainly and started
to get up. �I�d never turn down one of
your culinary miracles.� Logan
pulled her back to the bed.

�I owe you something before we go.�

�No, you don�t!� Max scowled at him and wondered briefly if
she could get away with being indignant he�d implied she was �for sale�, but �
she couldn�t bring herself to lie to him about this. If we are going to stand a chance at all,
with everything in the whole world against us, we need to have each other, and
trust.

�Logan,
there are some things about my � biology� that are not normal. You are right. We should have talked before. I was pretty excited too.�

�And I just passed out on you,
well, under you. I am a cad, I
know. Let me make it up to you.� What did I say wrong?

Max looked pained. There wasn�t any way out of this, she was going to have to tell him. �Logan,�
she took a deep breath. �I don�t
climax.�

�Never?�

Max shook her head, anxiously
awaiting Logan�s reaction to her
latest revelation about her freak show of a body. She was puzzled by the huge grin that completely
dominated his face.

�You have never had an orgasm?�

Ah! �Logan,
it�s not that I�ve never had sex before.
I have. I�ve tried
�masturbation. I just don�t �come. I don�t think Manticore thought it would be
necessary.�

If she�s that
uncomfortable with the vocabulary, she can�t have that had much experience, not
good experiences. Logan�s
grin just grew, although Max would not have thought it physically
possible. �That is an interesting
hypothesis you have there, Max. You do
have a point; Manticore would not think you would need that. The question is could they find and remove
the gene sequence for it? Heck,
scientist can�t even agree on why women have orgasms. Max, do you enjoy me touching you?�

�Yes.�

�Then, what harm is there in
letting me try?�

�Logan,
I�ve had boyfriends before ��

�Boys, mere boys. Have you ever been with a man that knows
you? That really knows who you are? That you don�t have to be afraid they will
notice something different?� Logan�s
voice had deepened to a husky whisper as he held her in his arms, one hand
under her chin brought up her head so he looked into her eyes as he asked. �Have you ever been with a man that
loves you?�

�Loves me?� she asked.

�I love you!� he affirmed.

�Logan!�
She embraced him tightly, afraid that tears might be
leaking from her chocolate eyes. She held him firmly to her while it sunk in
that somebody loved her! �I �Logan!�

Logan
understood; the words were hard for her right now, they would talk later. �Max, may I � explore your body?�

�You can do anything you like to me
Logan.� Max laid back, offering herself
to Logan.

�Max, if I do anything you don�t
like or are uncomfortable with, let me know.
I�ll stop. Max, I �� Logan
took her hand in his and squeezed it. �I
would never do anything to hurt you.
Trust me.�

Max squeezed his hand back. �I do.�

Remember that phrase, my
love. Whoa, where did that come from?
Back to business, Cale!! �I want to
start with something just relaxing. Ever
had a back rub?�

�Not really. I didn�t want anyone to see my bar code.�

�I thought so. We will figure something out where I can give
you a really good back rub, but for right now, roll over.�

Max complied, happy at Logan�s
acceptance. Soon agile fingers pressed
into her strong muscles, kneading in circles eliciting deep moans of
satisfaction; fingertips lightly glided over her tawny skin leaving shudders
and goose bumps in their wake.

When was the last time that I�d
truly enjoyed myself with a man, or boy? That I could just relax and
enjoy? Oh, right, never. All Max�s life she had been running, fighting,
hiding; she had been unable to give herself completely to
any man � until now. In Logan�s tender
care she wasn�t a genetically engineered killing machine or escaped lab rat � a
failed experiment that never should have been � a lemon, she was just �
Max.

Logan
leaned in to nibble on her neck. His
balance wasn�t what it once was. He wasn�t able to use both hands on Max
because he needed one to support himself.
He leaned in to Max and gently ran his tongue over her ear then down the
back of her neck until he came to her bar code.

Max shivered as his chest hairs
tickled her sensitized back. She just
enjoyed him touching her. He wasn�t
making demands, or expecting anything from her that she couldn�t give him. Would he want kids? Dunno, guess we�ll
find out when we talk. I hope
not. For now Max simply took in the
sensations of the wonderful things he was doing to her ear and then her
neck. She tensed when he got to her bar
code, the ultimate symbol of her artificialness.

Logan
kissed her bar code lightly then ran his tongue over, up, and around it. He kissed her lightly again and squeezed her
hand again, hoping that she would understand his acceptance of all that she
was. Then he continued grazing his teeth
over shoulder.

She understood. She was astonished how much Logan
could turn her on with so little touch to what she hadn�t even thought of as an
erogenous zone.

Logan
could tell by the squirming that she was ready.
If he�d been a teenager - and whole, he ruthlessly pushed that
unwelcome thought away- he�d have taken her right then. But he had already had his fun, more than he
had any right to expect, this was about her now. And right now Logan Cale�s incredible
stubborn streak was determined to repay the favor in kind; Max has no idea
what she was in for.

One gentle tug at her shoulder and
Max rolled over to face Logan. He brushed a gentle kiss on her forehead, and
then slowly worked his way down. His
lips pressed against hers, tenderly covering her lush mouth. His tongue explored every curve and hollow of
her ear; Logan suckled her neck not
quite hard enough to leave a mark on a normal woman. He covered the arduous process of pushing his
uncooperative body down Max�s by kissing, nibbling, sucking, and licking every
inch on his way down. Max gasped in
unexpected delight when Logan rubbed the scruff of his chin over her tender
skin under her arm and up the inside and then sighed in contentment as he
kissed it better all the way back to her breast.

Inevitably Logan
reached his destination, Max�s already moist center. She parted her legs willingly. His skillful fingertips gently glided over
her inner thigh, to toy briefly with her dark curls, and then skim down the
other side. Max continued to make the
most delightful little mews as she writhed slightly beneath his touch. Logan
repeated the process as long as he dared, his dark angel was becoming
impatient, and what truly delighted Logan
was that she didn�t even know what she was going to experience.

Max gasped as Logan�s
mouth descended on the hollow between her leg and her curls. She would have said he missed but that felt so incredible as his tongue pressed into her, followed
quickly by his teeth firmly grazing over her way to sensitive skin. She hadn�t
thought it possible for her to be more aroused than she had been, and yet she
was. Every nerve was alive. Logan
switched to the other side, enjoying her delighted gasps.

�I love you Max.� Logan
ran his tongue down through Max�s dark curls to her most intimate folds. He had barely begun when Max interrupted him.

�I�m ready, Logan.�

�For what?� he obligingly asked,
even thought he suspected he knew what his inexperienced little lover had in mind.

�I�m ready,� Max repeated, slightly
confused. She�d never had to say
anything more before.

�Ready for what
Max?� Logan raised his head to look at her while he continued to run his
long fingers over her inner thigh, up to toy briefly in dark curls moist with
both their juices, then back down the other inner thigh, then repeat � again
and again and again.

Max couldn�t think with him doing
that! �For sex.� Logan
continued grinning up at his inexperienced young lover. Max stammered, �You don�t have to keep doing
that.�

�Max, we are having sex. Right now.�

�Okay, but don�t you want, y�know �
regular sex?� Max asked feeling terribly
awkward, and not a little stupid about not being able
to talk about what they were doing.

Logan
actually chuckled at that. �Max, a few
hours ago thought I would never have regular sex again at all; that I would
never feel anything or anyone intimately.
I want you know that climaxing inside of you,� Is Max blushing? No one had ever said that Logan Cale wasn�t
brilliant. If blunt conversation
affected Max, then he was going to use it to his advantage. He needed every tactical advantage he could
get. �Inside of your
vagina.� Logan
slid one of his long skilled fingers inside of Max to underscore his
point. Max rewarded his efforts by
gasping and throwing her head back into the pillow. Logan�s
thumb slowly circled her clitoris, dipping inside occasionally to retrieve the
moisture he needed glide gently over sensitized flesh. �when you purred for me was the most incredible
experience that I have ever had in my life and I would love to do it again.�

�Yes!� cried Max.

�But right now, I just want to
taste you. This is sex, better than sex
� this is making love. Max, this is the
most unexpected, exciting, wonderful, incredible sexual experience I�ve ever
had. I barely dared dream of being
allowed to do this to you Max, but I have dreamed of it.�

�Logan!�
Max�s voice was choked. She wanted to
tell him, but she didn�t know how and all she could think of
was what he was doing to her.

�Over snack, or maybe breakfast, I�ll try to explain
to you how much this, and you, mean to me, but I�ve got a couple of hours
before I have to feed you. So, if you
don�t mind, my wildest dream is coming true �� Logan started to go back down, when
he paused. �If anything I do is
uncomfortable, or makes you sore, tell me and I will stop. I never want to hurt you, Max.�

Hours!?! was
all Max could think. She did manage to
nod her head in acquiescence to Logan�s
instructions, but she wasn�t sure how.

Logan
began slowly and gently. One arm was up,
toying gently with Max�s nipples, the other lightly caressing up and down her
strong, shapely leg. He was slowly
cycling through every trick he knew, and he knew quite a few, savoring the
exotic taste and sweet moans of Max the entire time.

He had just taken her clitoris
inside of his mouth, applying a gently sucking while flicking it with his
tongue when a shudder when through Max.
He wasn�t sure if was acting on a hunch, male instinct or simply their
incredible connection, but he increased the pressure, just a little bit, but
kept the rhythm, over and over and over.

Max felt an unfamiliar pressure
building inside of her � somewhere.
Everything was more powerful, more alive now. What�s going on?

Max�s legs slowly started to arch
up and she made the most incredible mewing sound, almost afraid.

Logan
squeezed Max�s hand; the gesture of their trust.

Max had long ago decided to trust Logan;
she trusted him now. Whatever he was
doing to her wasn�t going to hurt her.

Logan�s
enormous willpower allowed him continue doing exactly
what he was doing, maintaining the rhythm that Max needed, when he wanted to
grin and shout in triumph.

Max�s breathing came faster and
faster, her legs had arched so her hips and Logan ,
where about three inches off the bed.
Then her heavy breathing stopped, but Logan
didn�t and in moments the first shudder began.

�LOGAN!!�
Max screamed as she climaxed. Wave after
wave overwhelmed her, emanating from a place she�d been only vaguely aware she
even had � before Logan. Her legs where trembling as massive shivers
buffeted her. �Logan!�
she pleaded, although she wasn�t sure for what.

Logan
gentled his licking, but didn�t stop, until Max grabbed him under his arms and
pulled him up to her. One hand remained
at Max�s heaven and Logan slid a
long finger inside. He savored the
contractions while his gentle pressure lengthened her orgasm without being
overwhelming.

�Logan! Too much, it�s too much.� Max rolled Logan
over on his back and laid her head on his chest, clinging to him as the
unfamiliar sensation coursed through her body.
It was an awakening experience that left her reeling and she began to
wonder if there was anything that Logan Cale couldn�t do. Logan
simply held her until her breathing returned to normal, softly stroking her
hair as she laid on his chest.

�Wow,� she said. Max began to trace nonsense patterns through
the light hair on Logan�s chest.

�Uh huh,� he whispered into her
hair.

�So that is what all the fuss is
about.�

�Yes.�

�What to know what else is
amazing?� she baited.

�Tell me,� he obligingly asked.

�I can feel your grin all the way
down here,� she said.

Logan
let out a deep, rich laugh. He was more
carefree and happy since � he couldn�t even remember when.

With that she lifted her head to
look at his beloved face. As expected he
had a huge smile. �You going to say �I
told you so��

�No.�

�Why not?�

�I have so much to teach you my
young lover.�

Max purred, and sealed her lips to
his. She didn�t even mind the prickly
�Tuesday�s shadow�. She pressed her hips against Logan�s
and let the purring do the arousing.

Eventually Logan
broke the kiss. �Max, you know that I love your purring. I really love the purring.�

�But, �� Max could tell where this was going; she
stopped purring.

�I wasn�t going to say �but�� Logan
objected, feigning offense.

�My mistake.�

�Do you remember saying �too
much�?�

�Yes,� Max replied. OK,
maybe I don�t know what he�s talking about.

�That is because right after climax
the clitoris,� Damn, she has the cutest
little blush! �and the penis, for that matter
everything, becomes hypersensitive. If
you continue stimulation, like the purring, it is too much. Your purring can be way too much. I want to
cuddle you after we make love, not pass out.�

�No purring?� Max was disappointed.

�I love the purring, just stop when
I come. �k?�

�Aiight!� Max grinned seductively at him. �So, ready
for � more.�

I can�t believe talking about
this embarrasses her. She has the cutest
blush. �Maybe,� Logan
said.

Max purred and pressed her hips
into his erection, which hardened immediately under her.

Logan
let out a soft cry as sensation shot through him. �I guess so,� he gasped.

Max needed no further
encouragement. She began rocking on him.

�Logan?�
she asked.

�HmmmMMM?�
was all he could manage. This was still
too new, too unexpected.

�Thank you.�

Logan
choked on a quick laugh. SHE is
thanking ME? Good grief! �I should be thanking you.� He looked up at her, laughter shining in his
eyes. �You�re doing all the work.�

�I mean for � y�know,� Max stammered shyly.

�Tell me,� Logan
gently coaxed.

�For �making me � come,� she said,
looking down at his belly button. She
felt ridiculous being this awkward talking about this. Logan
just smiled up at her. �Sorry it took so
long.�

Logan
resisted the urge to laugh at his young lover; he had so much to teach
her. �I�m not,� Logan
said. Max looked up. �Was only twenty three minutes � and I
enjoyed every second. And, it was quite
a thrill to be able to give you what no one has been able to give you before.�

�Garlic olive bruchetta?�
Max teased. Logan shook his head.

�Acceptance?�
Max hesitated a moment. �Love?� She wanted to tell him that he meant so much
more to her, but she didn�t know how.

No one�s ever told you they
loved you before? No one you believe? No
one you trusted? Max,
my poor angel. No wonder you
didn�t care about other people when we first met. It�s a miracle you care at all. �I love you,� Logan
said.

�Logan
� as mind-blowing as �it was, as it is with you �� Max stammered and
looked at Logan�s belly button
again. An innie, cute.

�My love,� Logan
murmured, his voice deep with desire. Max looked back up to Logan�s
face, his deep passionate eyes. �Make
love with me,� he pleaded. �Then we will
take a bath, I think I even have some bubble bath. Then I�ll find something to fix us for a
snack, and then we will talk.�

Max smiled, nodded, purred, and
increased her thrusts.

Logan
moaned and held on for dear life; he was so happy that -suddenly, miraculously-
his life was once again dear to him, instead of something to endure so he could
do his work. All because of Max. I
have my miracle, right here, riding me.
Logan let his hands roam
freely and lost all track of time, as Max showed him just how much
extraordinary athleticism she was capable of.

***

Hours
later �

The two lovers laid
on the bed, entwined and panting.

�Max, my love, you know I�m over 30
right?� Logan
asked.

�Yeah, so?�
She asked.

�So, I�m done for a while.�

Max giggled, �OK.� She gently caressed his chest; Logan
realized that she wasn�t sleepy and, incredibly, neither was he.

�So, how about a bath?� he asked as
innocently as he could. �I have a big Jacuzzi tub.�

�That sounds nice. You too?�

�Yes.�

�Good,� Max said. She kissed him softly, then got up and walked
to the bathroom. �A relaxing soak in
your arms sounds wonderful.�

Logan
transferred to his chair and followed her, grinning in anticipation. His inexperienced little lover had so much to
learn, and he was so eager to teach her.

***

Logan
adjusted the water so that it was a slow, warm stream, about the diameter of a
pen.

�That isn�t very much water,� Max
commented.

�I have something I want to show
you,� Logan explained. Max hovered over him as he transferred
himself into the tub. She resisted the
urge to do it for him and was rewarded with his warm smile when he was
done. �Come here.� He motioned to the
tub in front of him. �I will need your
help with this.�

Yes!
He is letting me help him! �Sure.� Max hopped into the tub and knelt before him.

�Turn around and lay down,� he
instructed.

�Okay,� she said. Max didn�t understand, but trusted him. �Why?�

�You�ll see.�

Max laid down in front of him, she
had to raise her legs up because the tub was too short.

�I want you to hold me. My abdominal control isn�t all that, so I want
you to keep me sitting up. I have
something else I need my hands for.�

Max was delighted, and complied
immediately. She reached her arms over
her head and held on to Logan. As soon as she had him Logan�s
hands began to roam Max�s body just as she anticipated they would.

He�s
going to start with the soap any minute now, Max thought.

Instead Logan
nudged Max�s body down to the bottom of the tub and spread her legs. She gasped and arched as the water impacted
on her clit.

�Logan!�
she cried.

He gentled her with firm strokes of
strong hands. �You�ve never done this
before?�

Max could only make a strangled
sound as she shook her head.

�You�ve missed out,� he murmured at
her. She�s
still aroused from before; this won�t be long. Logan
ran his hands up and down her body; caressing the inside of her thighs, rubbing
the rosy peaks of her nipples as they hardened under his caress. �You are so beautiful Max. So precious and wonderful �
So incredibly sexy. I don�t have the words to truly express how �good it
makes me feel to have you like this.
Spread out before me, open, vulnerable, mine. I�m so going to enjoy watching you as you
climax this time.� For all the hours
Max spent riding him, she had not climaxed again, but Logan
was determined she would.

Max had never felt so sexy,
vulnerable, everything that Logan
said she was. His words washed over her
like a caress. His hands found every way
to give her even more pleasure.

Logan
reached down to her core and slipped a long skilled finger inside of her. He was caressing her inside, but also
interrupting the rhythm of the water, letting the sexual tension decrease,
delaying her climax. Logan Cale knew
exactly what he was doing. He made
certain that Max was looking directly at his face when he withdrew his finger
from her. He brought it to his own lips
and slowly, provocatively, made a show of licking her juices off of it. �Have I told you how good you taste? Exotic and wonderful and
sweet.�

Max tried to say �uh huh� but it
came out as more of mew as a shudder went through her body.

�The water level is rising. You need to raise your clitoris up above the
water.�

Max complied, bracing her legs on
the rim of the tub and pulling herself up.

�Higher,� Logan
commanded. �Higher,� until she was
holder herself completely out of the water.
Logan was very aware of how
the tension in her legs would react when she climaxed; like oxygen to a
fuel-air explosion. He wasn�t
disappointed.

Max cried out as her entire body shuddered. It felt as if that climax sent shock waves
out that echoed back once they reached the end of her. She retreated her
over sensitive clit under the water and pushed back until Logan
hit the back of the tub. She held him
and called his name, over and over, as this climax reverberated through
her.

Logan
held her gently as her body trembled.
�You never did that before.�

Max shook her head and clung to
him. Logan
laughed softly and caressed her.

�Where the heck did you learn
something like that?� she had to ask.

�I went to college,� he replied
with amusement.

�They have a course in THIS?� Max sat up to look at him and instantly
realized how silly that question was. �Never mind.�

Logan
pulled her back into his embrace and added some scented oil to their bath. �I learned a lot of stuff not on the official
curriculum. I�m happy to share. You can even do this without me.�

�No,� Max said. Without him? What is
he talking about? No.

�Well, not right now, but someday
after I�m history��

Max turned to face him. �No! I
don�t want �� The
same fear that gripped her each time she almost lost Logan
was with her now. �Don�t leave me,� she
said quietly. She pulled him forward and
wrapped herself around him. �I don�t
want to be without you.�

Logan
didn�t know how to deal with this. He
returned her embrace, attempting to comfort her by stroking her hair. �What happened to the cynical Max who was
asking me how you could promise to love someone forever?�

�Just because I don�t understand emotions doesn�t mean I
don�t feel them. I just �they can be �confusing.� Max pulled back to look at Logan,
hoping he understood. He didn�t, how
could he? She hadn�t explained and she owed him far more than that. �I�m not good at � emotions. For the first nine or ten years of my life I
was at Manticore. We were taught that
emotions were nothing more than a weakness to be suppressed. Even after I escaped, that seemed pretty
true. It took me a long time to figure
stuff out. I learned how to fake being
normal, but that did not include dealing with or reacting to my emotions. It was more faking the emotions that I
thought a normal person would have than anything that I really felt. My own emotions were mostly fear, confusion,
and anger. Nothing
that I couldn�t ignore.�

�Max,� Logan
wanted to comfort her.

�Until you. I felt � other things that I didn�t know how
to deal with and couldn�t suppress. The
feelings were too strong, too insistent, too � wanted. It felt so good to feel something
positive. But it was just so
confusing. I didn�t know what to say to
you or how to tell you or
� � Max paused to search Logan
for understanding. It was there.

�I love you too Max.� He pulled her in for a tender kiss.

�So this is love?� she teased.

�Uh huh. I knew when went out of you way to warn me
about Val that you cared about me, but I wasn�t sure how much.�

�Is okay. I wasn�t either.�

�When you came back to give me your
blood I knew you loved me, but I still couldn�t imagine you wanting a broken
man for a lover.� Max starts to speak
but Logan continues. �Actually, I didn�t think anything below, oh,
here, would work at all and I wanted to save both of us the embarrassment.�

�If you knew I loved you then why
didn�t we at least talk about it?� Max asked, as if she hadn�t been just as
afraid as he was.

She
just admitted she loved me! Logan�s
smile broadened in satisfaction. �There
are lots kinds of love. It is a major
weakness of our culture and language that we lump them all in the same word. I didn�t think you would have desire for me, and even if you did,
that it would last after you found out what my injury involved.�

�I love you.� Max was so proud of herself
for being able to admit that out loud.
�I�m not going anywhere, not without you.�

�Okay. I should have had an escape plan ages ago,
but I kind of planned on going down in a blaze of glory or becoming an example
if anyone figured out that I was Eyes Only, but I�ll
set up some preparations, in case we
have to run.�

�You would come with me?� Max
asked.

�I would have last time, except for
the surgery, and the chair. I didn�t
want to slow you down.�

�I told you that it�s alright,� she
insisted.

�I know. And we will figure something out.� Logan
replied happily.

�What aren�t you telling me?� she
asked.

�I shouldn�t be able to feel anything below the injury line ��

�I picked up on that,� she quipped.

Smart ass. Logan
laughed and kissed her. �I love
you. As I was saying, something
�miraculous is going on and, one way or another, I figure it has to be because
of you.�

�How so?�

�I can only think of three possible
explanations. First, I can somehow feel
you and just you. But I don�t think that is the case because I can feel a
little bit of the warmth from the tub but maybe that is just you � facilitating
the sensation somehow.�

�How?�

�Don�t know, but if you can think
of anything else after I am done explaining my theories, let me know.�

�Sorry.� But she didn�t look sorry.

�Second, your touch is somehow
healing me enough so that I have feeling back and hopefully more is better.�

�I like that one.�

�Third, your blood is somehow
healing me.�

�Now that one
sounds plausible.�

�True, but I think we should keep
touching, just in case.� Logan
winked at her.

Max laughed, �Yes.� She purred and nuzzled his neck.

Tongues dueled, hands roamed and
the lovers soared, until the tub threatened to overflow.

�Oops.� Max turned off the water
and opened the drain to let a little water out.
Logan reached out to take
her hand, holding it, his fingers running over it until she closed the drain
and returned to his arms.

�Logan?�
she asked.

�Yes?� he answered.

�Do you remember when you said that
your mother said that the universe was right on schedule and everything happens
the way it�s supposed to?�

�Yes.� Although
I am not sure I truly believed it before you.

�Does that mean that there is a
plan? And something �arranging things?�

�Maybe. Why?�

�I know I was made. I�d rather believe that some higher power
made me to be here, with you, like this!�
Max wrapped her hand around Logan�s
cock, which had hardened again. Logan
gasped, sensation was still iffy, he had not even been
aware of the erection until she touched him. �Made to be
yours, your lover.� Max pulled
him close and lowered herself unto him. �Than believe that I was made to be a killing machine.�

Logan
could scarcely believe they were going again. �Yes,� he gasped. �It�s the only explanation that makes any
sense at all. We must have been made for
each other.� No other way a man my age is up AGAIN!
Logan embraced his lover
as she continued to amaze him.

***

It was a measure of Logan�s
infatuation with Max and teaching her the fine art of lovemaking that he didn�t
even notice it was light outside when they ventured to the kitchen to gather
food. Of course, he had a lot of knowledge
to cover; Max hadn�t been aware that there was
a fine art to lovemaking.

Logan
had Max taking frozen raspberries, cold cuts of turkey, crackers, various
cheeses, chocolates, glasses, croissants, wine and napkins into the bedroom.

He�s
going to let me eat crackers in his bed. He must really love me! Max
thought, although she was so giddy anything would have thrilled her. She was practically skipping.

Logan
put some dark chocolate sauce in a carafe and set it in its hot water base, put
some mint liquor in a tiny pitcher, set the plastic bear full of honey in his
lap and followed Max into the bedroom for her next lesson.

***

Max was just finishing a croissant
sandwich she had thrown together when Logan
entered the bedroom.

�Max!�

�Mmph?� Max
looked up at Logan guiltily. She swallowed the last of the evidence and
asked, �What?�

�You started without me,� he
teased.

�I�m hungry.�

�I�ll feed you.� Logan
gave Max a wicked grin.

�I thought we were done,� Max
asked, surprised to see desire back in Logan�s
eyes.

�I will never be done with you,� Logan
vowed.

Max smiled, soaring. �I meant, I thought we were taking a break
for food. We need to eat.�

�What makes you think we need to
take a break to eat?�

Max�s eyes
widened in surprise as she watched Logan shove his
alarm clock off the back of his nightstand to make room for the syrupy liquids. �I realize you missed out on a lot by not
going to college. I am delighted to have the privilege of teaching you. Now, come here.�

Max eagerly came into his
arms. They kissed for a time. Logan
pulled his tee shirt off of her and laid her back unto the bed. He gently stroked her naked body as he
explained what he was going to do to her.

�Max, my love. We are going to work on associations. I want to teach your subconscious to
associate chocolate with pleasure. It is
supposed to increase your enjoyment of life if you create enough associations
with pleasure. So just hold this piece
of chocolate in your mouth and think about me worshiping your body and giving
you this pleasure.�

Max nodded obediently. Like I don�t already associate chocolate with pleasure. Oh,
well, I am not going to complain.

He placed a dark chocolate truffle
in her mouth. He placed a light kiss on
the outside of her mouth to seal the interaction then scooted down to worship
her breasts. He began slowly, softly
caressing with his hands then gently licking and suckling. Logan
reached for the tiny pitcher full of peppermint liquor and drizzled
a tiny amount onto her nipple. Max
moaned. Logan
returned the pitcher to the nightstand and rubbed the syrupy liquor around her
dusky rose areola. Max purred, the mint
producing a cool, tingly sensation. Logan
moved to devour the sweet syrup from her breasts. The warmth of his mouth, the cool of the mint
and the sheer joy of his possession overwhelmed Max; she gasped, and
immediately began choking on what little of the chocolate truffle had not
already melted in her mouth.

Logan
stopped instantly. He rolled off her and
she sat up coughing. Logan
patted and rubbed her back, wishing he could sit up without taking his hands
off of her. Max recovered and Logan
sat up to hold her.

�I�m sorry,� they said in loose
harmony.

�No, Max. I never want you to apologize for giving me
such �honest and open reactions to my � lovemaking. Never.� Logan
pulled her in to kiss her passionately and she gave herself fully to his
ministrations.

�Mmmm,
chocolate and mint,� Max smiled in wonder.

�Yeah,� Logan
grinned at her.

�So, can I have another chocolate?�
she asked.

�Of course,� Logan
said with a wicked gleam in his eye. He
pushed himself to the head of the bed and braced himself against the back
rest. He picked up a chocolate filled
with cherry cr�me and placed it on his tongue then motioned for Max to come and
get it.

Max may not have had Logan�s
experience, but no one would ever say she wasn�t a fast learner. She went to him and in after the
chocolate. Tongues dueled and hands
roamed; Max purred and Logan
moaned; the chocolate melted in the molten heat of the two new lovers; and the
flavor of chocolate and cherry would forever remind them of breathtaking
kisses.

�That�s wonderful,� Max whispered
in awe.

�You�re wonderful.� Logan�s
voice broke with huskiness.

�We can do that again,� Max teased
hopefully.

�We have lots,� Logan
smiled. More than I dared dream.

�Maybe you could hide the candy
somewhere else,� Max dared to suggest.
She looked up at Logan shyly
as she waited what he would think of this suggestion.

�No, you don�t want to put any
candy, or anything with any sugar inside of your vagina. It could cause a yeast infection.�

�Oh.� Max blushed, embarrassed that she hadn�t
known that. I never get infections, or sick, so would that affect me? I don�t want to bring up my differences.

�I�m going to take good care of you
Max.� Logan�s
voice was low and purposefully seductive and it had exactly the intended affect
on Max. �But if your hunger for food is
satisfied for the moment, I would enjoy tasting you with a little mint.� Logan�s
hand grazed up Max�s thighs up to the center of her being. Once again Max was completely captivated by
the sensual spell that Logan Cale wove just for her; she nodded silently �
eagerly � breathlessly...

His smile had more than a touch of
eroticism as he laid her down on his bed.
�I love you Max,� was the last thing he actually said for awhile. His mouth was otherwise occupied until he had
Max writhing in ecstasy and screaming his name again and again and again �

The dark chocolate sauce needed the
hot water under it replaced, twice. The
honey didn�t work out at all. The
frozen raspberries melted and juice ran down Max�s front when she ate them, but
that turned out wonderfully. The food
was slowly, surely, and sensuously consumed leaving the two new found lovers
satisfied, sated and slightly sticky.

�Shower?� Logan
asked.

Max raised and eyebrow and grinned
suggestively, obviously wondering what her lover had in mind now. �Sure.�

Logan
laughed. �Don�t you ever sleep?�

Max looked nervous. �Not really.�

�Oh. Well, I
do need to. So, let�s go take a warm
shower, I�ll change the sheets and � would it be alright if I held you until I
fell asleep?� Logan decided the best way
to reassure Max that he accepted her differences was to treat them as just a
matter-of-fact. As often, Logan
wasn�t wrong.

�Aiight. You go start the water. I�ll get the sheets. This time.� Max knew it would be easier for her to do
this than Logan, but she also knew
how much pride he had. She nervously
waited his answer.

Logan
couldn�t have denied Max anything at that point. If she
wanted me to I could fly right now.
�Okay, but maybe we should wait until after the shower to touch the
clean sheets.�

Max nodded and gave Logan
her biggest smile. He went into the
bathroom and she gathered the sheets and stuck them in the washing
machine. She had just joined Logan
in the shower, the sound of the water hitting their entwined bodies and the
feel of Logan overwhelming her
senses, when she completely failed to notice the sound of the front door
opening.

***

Bling was very concerned by the
time he got to the penthouse. He had
called Logan to let him know that
he was going to be running a little late, but he wasn�t answering his
phone. He wasn�t answering any of his phone numbers, and that was
not like Logan Cale. He was too obsessed
with fixing the world to ignore it.
Bling walked around the penthouse, looking for some sort of clue as to
what had happened to Seattle�s
self-appointed guardian. He didn�t see
any sign of a struggle. He noted the
painting on the coffee table. It couldn�t be. Nah, it has to be a
copy. I think. Well, if it is not then it is one heck of a
story. Bling didn�t look under the
coffee table to see the burgundy pair of high heels that would have warned him
to be careful to knock before entering.

***

The door to Logan�s
bedroom was open, so Bling walked in.
Once inside he could hear the shower running. He noted the bare mattress and jumped to the
entirely wrong conclusion. He assumed
that Logan was probably feeling
pretty humiliated right about now. Only
later would he wonder how he missed all the empty dishes.

�Logan,�
Bling called out as he reached for the door.

�Stay out!� Logan
shouted.

Bling paused and took a deep
breath. Logan
needed to learn that he understood.
�Why?� he shouted as he slowly started to enter the bathroom regardless.

�Because he said
so!� Max yelled.

THAT stopped Bling in his tracks
and had him backing up pretty quickly!
He turned around and shut the door firmly behind him. Now I notice all the plates and glasses, Bling thought wryly.
�I�ll be in the kitchen.�

***

�Damn,� Logan
said, rinsing off quickly. �Something
must be wrong. It must be big if Bling
came over in the middle of the night.�

Max sighed, suppressing a twinge of
disappointment that the world was once again demanding attention. �Time to go save the
world.�

�I�m sorry.� Logan
transferred to his wheelchair, which had a towel on it. He wheeled over to the door and grabbed his
robe even though he wasn�t quite sure how he was going to get it on.

�It�s OK. We are in this together, right?� Max followed him and stood in front of him.

�Nothing would please me more,
Max.� Logan
smiled up at her. Max picked him up and
kissed him. Logan, brilliant man that he
is, took the hint and slipped his robe around him. When he had wrapped it around him Max set him
gently back in his wheelchair. �Thank
you.�

�Thank you,� Max replied.

Logan
paused, momentarily puzzled. �For what?�

�For sharing your
life with me. For
being willing to share my strange little life.�

�Always,� Logan
answered sincerely.

Max smiled. �The sooner we go fix the world, the sooner
we can get you to back to bed. I�ll wash
my hair and be right out.�

***

Logan
wheeled into the kitchen. �Bling, what�s
wrong?�

�Wrong? Nothing is wrong, as a matter of fact, it sure looks like things went right.�

�Then what are you doing
here?� It was at that moment that Logan
noticed that it was light outside.
Realization was slowly seeping into his consciousness.

�We had a PT session scheduled,
remember?�

�I thought that wasn�t until 2 pm?� Logan
asked warily.

Bling chuckled in amusement. Apparently things when very right last night. �Logan,
it is almost 2:30.� Bling watched with amusement the shocked look
on Logan�s face. �So, I take it things went fine.�

�It can�t be.� Logan
whispered.

Bling laughed. Logan
gave him an indignant look. Bling showed
Logan his watch.

�MY GOD!� Logan
whispered. Extraordinary display of athleticism indeed!

�Coffee?�

�Please.�

Bling handed Logan
a cup of coffee that he had taken the liberty of making, knowing it would be
needed. �Seriously, Logan.� Bling glanced toward the bathroom. He still heard the shower. Women
take awhile so we have some time.
�How did it go? I know you blew
off �the Talk�. Is there anything you
want to know now?�

�No,� Logan
shook his head, still a little stunned.
He took a big gulp of the scalding coffee out of pure instinct.

�Well, then, thanks for the
coffee. Have you slept at all since you
and Max went to the wedding?� Bling asked.

�Umm, kind of.� Logan
was belatedly realizing how tired he should be but bewildered why he wasn�t.

�Kind of. Logan?�
Bling�s voice was starting to show real concern. Bling knew that Max would
never hurt Logan on purpose but how
enthusiastic had she gotten with him last night?

Logan
shook off the confusion and focused on the task at hand. Bling had always been helping him try to get
back on his feet, and now it looked like he had a real chance of that. �Yeah, I passed out for a few minutes after
the first time I � came.�

�You felt it?�

�Oh, hell yeah! That is actually how we wound up � well, in
bed. I felt Max when she put her hand on
my knee and from there we decided to explore how much I could feel.� Logan
admitted, more embarrassed than he really thought he should be.

Bling let out a pleased
chuckle. �I take it things went well.�

Logan
smiled just thinking about it. �Oh, yeah. I still
haven�t been able to move anything below the injury line, but I can feel her
touch.�

�You did move a little,� Max
interjected from behind Bling, startling both men.

�I did?� Logan
tried to remember when.

�Well, yeah. When you �� Max flushed bright pink. She made a vague motion with her hand, gave
up and mumbled, �Y�know.�

Bling just stared at her, not quite
able to get his head around an advanced soldier blushing when talking about
bodily functions.

Logan
was delighted anew by Max�s sweet artlessness.
He gave her one of his irresistibly devastating grins and turned to go
over to her. He hit his feet on the edge
of the table as he turned the wheelchair.

�Ow,� he
exclaimed before he had any chance to process the sensation.

Bling was still struggling to
accept the concept of a shy X5 when that new surprise blindsided him.

�Logan!�
Max was at his feet instantly. �Are you
alright?�

�Yeah, I am way better than just
alright.� Logan said. �I guess this means it�s not just you.�

�That�s good news! It�s probably my blood, healing you.� Max smiled up, so pleased she could help heal
him.

�Could I talk you into rubbing it
anyway? Just in case
it is your touch?� Logan
entreated her. Before Logan�s
encouraging smile, Max�s nervousness melted away.

�Aiight but, maybe, we should get
you another transfusion of revved up Manticore blood anyway. Just in case.� Max beamed up at him.

The thought of amateur blood
transfusion snapped Bling out of his shock.
�Wait a minute. Blood transfusion
is a serious medical procedure. You have
to be very careful and Logan is an
extremely rare blood type.�

�I was designed to be a universal
donor. My blood doesn�t have any
antigens at all. Besides, I transfused
him at the hospital after his last surgery.�

�That was risky,� Bling scolded.

Max shrugged her shoulders and
continued to rub Logan�s feet. �Dr. Carr said he wasn�t going to make it
without a transfusion. I know that
Manticore could have lied to us, or been wrong, but I didn�t see any
alternative.�

�I heard about that. You could have died passing out like
that!� Bling was trying to be stern, but
it was hard. Logan
your life obviously means a lot more to her than her own, you better not blow
this or I�ll beat your skinny ass.

�Take more than that to kill an X5,
Bling.� Max said.

�You still need to be more
careful. I know a few nurses at the
hospital; one of them is a huge Eyes-Only fan.�
And really cute,
too. �I think I can convince her to set up the
transfusion and not tell anyone about it.�
The fact that it�ll impress her to
no end that I have anything to do with Eyes-Only is just a little bonus.

�I can set up a transfusion. I already did it once,� Max retorted.

�It will be fine Bling. Think you can grab us some needles and tubing
from the hospital?� Logan asked.

�I still think you should let me
bring her here, or come to the hospital, but since Logan
seems determined to go through with this��

Max let out a small giggle.

Bling glared at her.

Logan
whispered, �Shh� and stroked her hair.

��I may as well pitch in. I�ll go talk to Marie and grab the
equipment. We also need to get you an
appointment with Dr. Carr. It is my
strong suspicion that you have had enough physical exertion for one day.� Maybe for one week! Bling gave Logan
a friendly pat on the back as he walked by.

�But I did all the � work,� Max�s
voice trailed off as she realized what she said. �I mean, doesn�t he need some sort of range
of motion exercises?�

�How do you know about that?� Logan
asked, afraid he already knew.

Max rolled her eyes at him. �There is lots of information on spinal cord
injuries freely available to the general public, Logan. It�s my
weird medical condition that�s classified, not yours. Although, a lot of it
wasn�t very accurate.� She went
to get some of the coffee she smelled for herself.

�They just were not counting on
you, my love.� Logan
had to chuckle slightly and couldn�t have kept the grin off his face if his
life depended on it. Logan
held out his hand to Max and she rose from his feet into his arms.

�That is definitely my cue to leave. Skipping one ROM session isn�t going to do
too much harm. Give me a call when you
wake up. Drink some water.� Bling let himself out.

***

The two new lovers savored the
freshly showered clean scent of each other for a little while before Max
decided to take care of Logan. She rose from his lap with her usual feline
grace, and fetched him a large cool glass of water.

�PT�s orders,� she stated with mock
severity. �Now, where do you keep the
clean sheets?�

�Yes, Mother,� Logan
replied with a dash of sarcasm, but more amusement. He pointed to the linen closet and Max sped
off to make the bed. Laughter danced in
his verdant eyes that were normally so driven with purpose until a thought
occurred to him. �Oh, no,� he whispered,
but Max heard it clearly.

Max was at his side in an
instant. �What�s wrong?�

�We didn�t � It didn�t occur to
me.�

�What?� Max prodded.

Logan�s
voice was barely above a whisper. �We
didn�t use anything for birth control. I
don�t even have anything here. It never
occurred to me that I would ever need it.�

�Oh, that.� Max said, obviously
relieved.

Logan
started the conversation he was kicking himself for not having with her before
they made love. �You don�t seem
worried.�

�I�m not,� Max said.

�You want kids? Now?� Logan
had to ask. Nothing I can do about it if it�s done.

�I don�t think I can have
kids.� Max looked at Logan
nervously.

Logan
would have laughed if Max didn�t look so anxious. �Yesterday I didn�t think I would ever be
able to father them.� Logan
paused to let it sink it; it wasn�t, so he continued. �Max.
When we first met, you told me that you couldn�t do anything about all
the corruption in the world, but with me � you have. Last night you told me you could not have an
orgasm, but with me - you have. Notice a
pattern?�

Max nodded but still looked
miserable.

�Max, whatever happens, this will
be okay. As long as we
are in this together. Right?� Logan
reached out to her and she came eagerly into his arms.

Logan
held on to her, caressing, offering comfort and reassurance. �Max.
When was your last cycle?�

Max jumped. How
could he know? �What?� she asked, clearly alarmed.

Logan
couldn�t imagine what about this was upsetting her after all they had been
though together, so he clarified. �The first day of your last menstrual cycle.� She is
so cute when she blushes.

�Oh, that. I�ve never � menstruated.�

�Well, you could be right about
this one.�

�About time,� she muttered.

Logan�s
gentle laughter rippled through the air.
�You can be really cute sometimes, y�know?�

�More proof they screwed up when
they made me,� Max replied, unhappy with the whole line of conversation.

�The universe is right on schedule,
Max. You are exactly who you are
supposed to be and exactly where you are supposed to be.� Logan
held her more firmly to him in an instinctive gesture of comfort.

�Yours,� she said in a husky
whisper.

�Mine,� he affirmed. �Max, do you want children?�

�Do you?� she countered.

Logan
could tell she was nervous, so as befitting the mentor role he had assumed, he
led the way. �I used to. I gave up that dream, a long time ago, even
before I was shot. Now, with you, I
don�t know. It is a big decision and I
haven�t had time to think about it and we haven�t had time to talk about
it. The only think I am sure of is that,
whatever comes, I want to be with you. You?�

He
deserves the truth. �Pretty much the same. A few years ago I got it into my head that
having a baby would be the only way that I would ever have anyone like me. I somehow convinced myself that it wasn�t
completely selfish of me to bring someone else into the world with DNA as
screwed up as mine. I didn�t ask for
this and nobody gets to choose their parents.
So for awhile, I � tried. It
didn�t work. I�m glad, it was a bad
idea.�

�So maybe in ten or fifteen years
after we fix the world a little bit we can see about getting some kids?�

�Maybe.�

�Even if we can�t have our own
there isn�t a shortage of kids needing good homes.�

�I know nothing about being a
mother Logan.�

�I can tell you about my
Mother. They have books on the subject. You�re a fast learner. We would do fine. It can�t be any harder than fixing the
world. Whatever comes, when ever it comes. Max, I want
you to promise me one thing.�

�What?� Max asked even though she knew it didn�t
really matter; she could deny him nothing, not when he looked at her like that.

�You will keep me posted if
anything unusual happens?� Logan
placed his hand purposefully on her stomach.

She smiled and nodded, �I promise.�

Logan
carried Max into their bedroom on his lap.
She made the bed as quickly as she could, leaving Logan
in awe of her speed. He had never seen
her move flat out before, and wasn�t entirely certain that blur qualified as
seeing her. She had the bed made and turned
down for him before he got out of his robe.

Logan
shed the little clothing he had been wearing and transferred his nude body into
the bed. Max stood in appreciation,
gazing longingly at her beloved�s form. Logan
held the blankets up in invitation and she shed his tee shirt and joined him.

�I want to hold you until I go to
sleep,� he breathed into her hair.

�Yes!� She cuddled into his embrace, purring softly.

�I love you, Max. Kids or no, I have my miracle. Right here in my arms.�

�I love you too. You are my miracle Logan. You are amazing, in so many ways.�

The young lovers drifted off so
sleep, secure in each others arms and blissfully unaware that miracles tend to
come in 3�s.

To be sequel-ed.

Author�s Note: I do not consider this a cliffhanger. If you know much about cats (which if you
have read my other stories, you probably do by now) you know that they
ovulation is stimulated rather than periodic.
In other words, Max never conceived before because she never climaxed
and thus, ovulated. Yes, I am aware I am
taking some creative liberties.

The End.
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