Chapter 123

Felicia kissed her, the sound of their lips rubbing against each other fueled my hunger. I bent down and bite her neck, causing her to flinch before shuddering as moved slowly down to her collar bone.

My hands came up and grabbed her tits, they were firm to the touch. I squeezed them making Jean moan louder into Felicia's mouth.

Felicia broke the kissed and smiled, "stop teasing her Tiger. She's barely holding it together."

"Patience," I whispered as I bit into her neck, causing her to gasp. Felicia's hands cupped her breasts before she grabbed Jean's blouse and threw it over her head and onto the bed.

Felicia's hands cupped Jean's ass, while mine went to her pants, pulling them down in one swift motion. Jean kicked her pants aside, she gasped, "oh fuck," Felicia had bitten her nipple.

"Let's get rid of this," Felicia growled as she unlatched Jean's bra and threw it aside. She took a step back and grinned, "perfect."

The night went on, Felicia's moans were the loudest, Jean's the softest. The room quickly filled with the sounds of sexy and the aroma of lust. Their inhibitions lowered from the alcohol, their desires fully taking over.

The three spent each moment exploring the other's body. They were so distracted, they didn't notice their door open and a red haired teen look inside with startled green eyes.

She gasped as she watched Peter make love to another red head while his girlfriend watched. Her thighs began to rub against each other to create friction, to tease her own core. She watched as Felicia rode her boyfriend while Jean lowered herself on his face.

She watched, and slowly, her fingers slipped into her pants as she began to enjoy. She played with herself, watching them as they had each other like the monsters of lust they were. She watched as Jean kissed Peter on the lips while Felicia's own were wrapped around his member. She watched, and for a moment, she wished she could join.

An hour passed for her, Felicia was the first to collapse, exhausted. By now it was just Jean and Peter, and their perverted watcher. MJ lost count of how many times she pleased herself, and she didn't care.

She watched Peter plow into Jean, the red head's hair flying over her head from the force of his thrusts. She listened to Jean's screams of joy as Peter kissed her lower lips, enjoying her taste. She listened to Peter's grunts and he carried Jean in his arm, her legs wrapped around his body as he trhisted into her.

She wanted, and she came. Over and over again. The scent got to her, her fingers slipped out as she went to her knees, exhausted.

And finally, Jean too was famished. She laid on the bed, panting with a smile on her face as her lover leaned next to her. He was still hard, she kissed him, using her hands to please him one last time before they pulled the covers over them.

MJ closed the door and slowly made her way back to her room. It was four in the morning now, but she couldn't sleep. She touched between her legs once more and found it still damp. She only had one regret, she should have joined in.

I don't remember what happened next, I just don't. I vaguely recall clothes flying off and bodies heaving. The next thing I know for sure was me waking up in an unfamiliar bed with Jean's head on my left while Felicia was snuggled close to my right pec.

My spun, hangover, definite hangover. The curtains were drawn, thank God. I looked down, Felicia was smiling, her neck covered with hickeys, and I'm sure most of them weren't from me.

"Morning," Jean moaned as she put her arm around me and Felicia, pulling closer before she opened her eyes revealing those amazing green emerald eyes, "do you….do you remember last night?"

"Some parts," I noticed Felicia's bra hanging over the bedpost, "I think."

"Same," she moaned as she looked around, "it's six in the morning."

"What time did Xavier say he would pick you up?" I asked.

"Eight," she grumbled as she tucked in closer, "we have time."

I nodded, "yeah. He can wait," I pulled her closer and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"You don't have to worry Pete," Jean suddenly spoke.

"About what?" I asked.

She looked up, "about Felicia ever leaving you. Last night I...I couldn't maintain control over my powers. I kept trying to scan your brains and….do you know the one thing she kept thinking?"

"What?" I asked.

'She was thinking about how much she loved you,' Jean said in my head, 'and how much she had to go through before finding you. You're her anchor Peter, so don't worry, she'll never leave you...especially for someone like me.'

I felt my heart skip a beat, "that's not what I….I just wasn't sure Jean."

"I know," she leaned up and kissed my cheek, "and I understand. Relax Spider, she's all yours."

Eventually we did get dressed. The sight of a naked Jean Grey will always be seared into my mind. She looked so amazing, she may not have any curves yet, but that didn't stop my from getting hot and bothered.

We got ready, I tried to wake up Felicia, but she didn't even budge. I then went into MJ's room to wake her up and walked into her changing.

"EP!" she cried out as she covered her bare top with a shirt.

"Sorry!" I cursed as I closed the door, "I just wanted to tell you we're about to leave. Xavier's going to pick up Jean soon."

"R-right, I'll be there," MJ replied back. I blinked, a naked Jean Grey and a topless MJ? Damn, my day is just getting better and better.