Bringing Down the House

[Amorentia]

(Continued from: Rope Burn in PREV Journal. These posts is the last Marcus and Peni smut for awhile! They're taking their freakiness behind closed doors. The go out with a bang. Hope you enjoy!)

Peni POV

The smile Marcus gave me when he stood up after the striptease, was exactly what I was hoping for. It was more than just desire, it was predatory. Both of his arms moved around my waist lifting me into his control. My legs wrapped around him. Caught up with the mix of the All Night Long product, alcohol from the party, and the heavy lusty build up, he lost track of his Pack strength. The excitement with which he meant to simple put me against the wall, as our mouths danced in a passionate kiss, actually put me through the wall.

For a moment his eyes shone with worry saying, "Baby..."

"Oh, baby," I answered letting my excitement show through. Now that he was Pack, we both had super strength, resilient bodies, and self healing. A thrill ran through me knowing we could let go of the normal gentle way we handed things, to unleash our strength and put all of our power to the test. That was what I wanted. Pulling his head into a crushing kiss, I moaned with a lusty smile shoving him hard across the room.

Marcus laughed as I jumped at him, ready to devour. Catching me with one arm, the other moved to grab the wall, holding tight.  Giving me a lite bite to my neck, surprise flashed across his face as the momentum with which I attacked him broke off the chuck of the wall he held in his hand. Shaking his head, he dropped the handful of the wall, his mouth back on my neck as he walked us backwards toward the hall to the bedroom. My body rolled as I clung to him kissing down his arms, hands exploring the feel of strong mucles covered by his taunt skin, as we left a path of destruction through the living room.

Bouncing from wall to wall down the hallway pictures fell down. Even a tiny stand was crushed sending the vase on it crashing to the ground. I grabbed onto the bedroom door frame gasping as he entered my body with a force that left me breathless. When I pulled for leverge to force my body deeper onto his, the door frame tore off, the door smashed down with it.

Body's merging, softly my lips trailed the tender of his ear as Marcus trampled the door beneath his feet to move into the bedroom. Placing me on the dresser, his large hands look my face tenderly for a moment as I used my leg strength to pull harder. Both of his arms wrapped around my body thrusting with a force that  sent the dresser through the wall as the dresser burst into pieces.

My body was alive in ways it had never been before. The force we created by unleashing our strength on each other awakened new sensations, inebriating out minds with intense pleasure. Groaning with delight, Marcus lifted my body, taking me into the bathroom to sit me on the sink. My eyes feasted on his carved torso, nails grazing over his skin, breathless as my body was riding peaks of bliss one after another. Putting my legs over his arms, I pushed against the wall, while he held onto my thighs pulling me with all his might. The combined force of our love busted the porcelain of the sink. It was the first time I really felt a sense of pain. When we both saw the laceration on my leg, Marcus moved to the shower to wash it, as I begged in pleaded breaths for him not to stop.  

Water flowed down my bleeding leg, as we teased each other with light kisses and smiles both bodies still riding high on a plain of euphoria. With one legs still around him, I arched my back rolling my body to meet his moaning a aria of love. Grabbing onto the the shower head where it met the wall, I sent a wave of body rolling into the connection of our bodies. Him pulling me with the rhythm, our raptourious moans vibrated through the bathroom. All at once, the shower head ripped from the wall at the forceful pull of our bodies. Broken tile fell with torn sheet rock into the tub as our power burst the pipe letting water gush into the bathroom.

Together we laughed as I wrapped my arms around his head, water washing over our bodies. "Why is everything so damn fragile?" Marcus moaned as I tighted around him. This was the reason daily we contained our Pack strength. Freeing it tonight felt devine.

Without breaking contact between our bodies, he put me against the bathroom wall. With one hand he tore the towel rod off the wall, pulling out chunks of wall with it. Still laughing, our bodies continue to wind together as Marcus kicked the bathroom door closed. My hands wrapped onto the towel hook, as my husbands strong hands held my hips, both sending up groans of passion. As I pulled on the hook, Marcus pushed my body against the door. With a snap the door buckled, falling off the hingsd, as we fell with it.

Laying on the broken wood, we slowing scumped our way across the bedroom. The small amount of time I separated from him to hold onto of the column in the room had me breathing in desperation to feel him again. Taking me from behind with a lusty grin, Marcus licked his lips, grabbing onto my hips  as our bodies continued creating a current of love together. My shoulder braced against the column. A series of strong thrust sent me through the column as it buckled. Without missing a beat, Marcus pulled my body arching backwards as he leaned against the second column. The fingers of his powerful hands were splayed across my stomach as he supported my body weight, working the angle of advantage to pull deeper into me. My legs wrapped latching around the poll behind us adding deep pressure where our bodies merged. As our dance of love frenzied, this column broke in too.

Losing our balance, we tumbled into the bed. Even through our laughter, our bodies still ached with need. Straddling him, I held onto the head board for leverage as I worked our bodies. Bodies bucking, my am strength pulled the head board clear from the bed. Tossing it to the side, I wrapped an arm around one of Marcus legs, my other hand on his chest, continuing to ride hard on him with waves of pleasure driving me even as the bed collapsed beneath us.

In one swift move, again we laugh, as he flipped me over so my hands were pushing against the wall as he thrusting hard into me. Breathless, gasping, our bodies rose again in a final explosion of ecstasy. Our chests heaved, bodies pressed into each other, our lips lightly brushing each others through a smile of a kiss. Nuzzling each others faces gently still wrapped in an aura of felicity, we heard a creaking above us. Just then Marcus  turned his head to see the large crack moving across the ceiling. He covered my body with his. I had enough time to  throw a pillow over the back of his head just before the ceiling above us caved in. Laying in the rubble with water still gushing from the bathroom, kind of bruised but already self healing, we were both breathless but completely satisfied. Sharing the humor of the situation, I places a soft kiss onto his lips laughing, "Looks like we really brought the house down."

It was early in the morning when  the thousands of stars in the midnight sky clouded over with freezing rain waking us from sleep. We apparted home to a bed that wasn't riddled with splinters. My Mother's first reaction when seeing us with generious bruises as we got up with the kids in the morning was to fear the worst because of the danger the Pack had been in recently, "What happened! Was there a fight?" Seeing Marcus and my smile she just shook her head, "I don't want to know." Kissing her cheek, I told her she was very, very right.

With Bliss on my hip, and Breena in the sling, I picked up the phone to call a Magical Repair man out of Port Angeles to fix the damage we inflicted on the rented Cabin in our passionate flexing of our Pack strength.

"Yes, we want to get the full damage fixed as soon as possible.......," I told the repair man though the phone. "Uhmmm, what was the damage from?" Marcus smiled over his coffee from across the room where Jaki was telling him all about his dream the night before. Turning back to the phone I answered, "We could say it was a force of Nature. Uh....I don't know. Let me ask." I put down the phone asking my husband, "Baby, do we want to see if Insurance will pay for some of the damage? Be careful!" I tuned calling to the twins as they ran out the back door to test out their new catapult they made with scrap wood, a basket, ropes, and two of my bras. Then I waved to Sara who was in the back with them filling up water balloons with her wand.  

When I turned back, the expression on Marcus's face mirrored my own. That was not an insurance claim that we would want to explain, much less have people process. Over the phone I told the repair man, "No, no. I think we have it covered. Yeah... I'll hold." Walking across the room, I smiled telling my sweet man as he fed me a strawberry, "You know, to keep this up, one of us needs to study some books for Magical Home Repair. It would make things a whole lot easier."   

Peni Clearwater written by Amorentia. Marcus Flint written by shtteredprncess

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[Amorentia]

Nov. 10, 2009 at 12:55 PM

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[Mama0f3grlz]

Nov. 10, 2009 at 4:13 PM

You put the Cullens to shame Peni and Marcus! I feel the need to destroy a house right about now...