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Spider-Man: Instincts	By : credfield75 Category: zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] > Spiderman Views: 40929 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Spider-Man (comics, animations, movies, etc) or any of his supporting cast. Disney/Marvel do. I do not make any money from this story.

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Chapter 3: The Widow
Natasha Romanoff, the former Russian spy known as the Black Widow was walking thought the kitchen of her New York apartment after returning from a recent mission with her fellow covert Avengers when her comm badge alerted her to an incoming message. Natasha sighed as she was hoping to at least have dinner before the world ended again. Closing the refrigerator door, Natasha walked from the kitchen into her living room and was reaching for her Avengers comm card when the window behind her was smashed through by a large figure who crashed into her back. Despite the sneak attack Natasha rolled with the hit and drove her knee into to the side of her attacker's head momentarily stunning the large man.
Putting some space between her and her would be assailant, Natasha assumed a crouched combat stance as she quickly sized up her foe. The masked man was wearing plain department store black clothes, black gloves and a black mask that hid all of his features. She sized him up to be at least 6 foot 5 inches tall and had a solid build. She did her best to mask how much she was hurting from the blow to her back but guessed that her foe knew she was in considerable pain. The man in black wasted no time in lunging for the auburn haired heroine who easily avoided the clumsy attack but soon found herself on her face as the attack had been a ruse. As soon as Natasha had cleared him the figured moved with a speed the likes of which Natasha had never seen from a figure so large. Bringing his arm up he disrupted Natasha's jump with a blow to her legs sending her into a flip that caused her to crash face first to the ground. The figure began stalking Natasha once he was on his feet but the widow would not go quietly into the night. Using her survival instincts Natasha managed to claw her way across the floor to a table and the figure watched as the former spy hit a side panel and a drawer ejected from its side. Natasha drew a Glock 18 from the drawer and discharged four bursts from the weapon.
The man standing on the other side of the weapon watched as the slide flew back, a burst of light appeared and the sound of multiple bullets flew towards him. Unfortunately for Natasha she could only watch helplessly as the figure somehow deftly danced around the twelve bullets she had fired from her weapon. The large figure had agility on par with Spider-Man as he dodge the first, second, third and final volley of bullets. None of the rounds even came close to grazing his coat, much less his body. Before she could fire another three shot burst the right knee of the dark figure was driven into Natasha's abdomen. Temporarily disabled, the large figure lifted the Black Widow up and carried her to her bedroom. Knowing this foe was considerably more dangerous than the last, the man in black delivered a blow to a nerve cluster in the black widow's back that rendered her completely immobile. Natasha did not know what was to come next but soon found out when her slacks were removed from her body and the sound a her foe's belt being detached and pants hitting the floor soon followed.
Natasha then felt the large head of her attacker's cock force its way into her body. She groaned as the man who was raping her pulled her up to her knees and buried himself inside her slit. Natasha, still clothed from the waist up, was helpless as her rapist began thrusting into her over and over. The glove hands pawed at her breasts but did not bother ripping her top off. He seemed content to simply mash her mammaries with his gloved hands. The large man had an equally large cock and Natasha felt as if he would rip her in two every time his hips collided with hers. Tears of agony fell down her face as the only part of her body that could move was her head. Oh to be able to fight back... Natasha would make this man rule the day he crashed through her window. After several minutes of him trusting into her snatch and despite her desire to the contrary, Natasha's body was responding to the sexual stimuli and was secreting juices from her slit. The only comfort she had was that it made the violation of her vagina a tad more bearable.. but not by much.
She heard the figure grunt, almost to mock her thought as he continued his violation of her. Natasha let out a scream as her rapist grasped her waist and shoved his member hard and fast into her nether region. As the sounds of his pelvis striking her meaty ass filled the room, the only other sound to be heard was that of Natasha's Avengers Comm Badge chirping in the background.

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Half an hour had passed and Steve Rogers had still not heard from Natasha. When her Avengers team was preparing to disembark the Heli-Carrier Steve had heard her state that she was going home for some R & R. Steve chuckled and said they had all earned it but his own R & R would not come until after he finished filing their mission report. Steve was about to send Hill to investigate when a 911 call about shots fired in Natasha's building set off all the red flags he needed. Rocketing out of his chair and down the hall everyone heard the stern voice of their commander ordering them to clear the hallway. Sharon Cater was almost bowled over by her love but ducked back into the room she had just exited before almost having been sent to the floor. She quickly fell into step behind Steve who simply stated Natasha was in trouble. Nothing more needed to be said as Steve and Sharon Carter raced for the Heli-Carrier's flight deck. Climbing into the first transport they could find that was fully armed and fueled the two shot off the deck and were on their way to Natasha's building.
As the craft's VTOL thrusters engaged Sharon and Steve could see two NYPD police cars and an ambulance stationed outside of Natasha's building. When the S.H.I.E.L.D. Transport set down in the middle of the street the officer and EMT's on the ground cleared the way because as soon as the door was open Rogers literally flew out of the air ship, jumped over the squad car, and was inside the building. The former Captain America took the stairs four at a time and when he reached Natasha's floor he jumped forward, bounced off the wall and was down the hall before anyone could even say a word. The police officers cleared the way and Steve was besides his friend who was being strapped into a gurney. Her face was bruised a bit but otherwise no serious wounds. He called for her name and Natasha turned to see him. She clutched his hand but was on oxygen to help her breathing.
Tears in his eyes, Steve looked at the first EMT and said, “Load her into the air transport, we'll take it from here.” The EMT looked like he was about to disagree but a stern look from Rogers informed the man he was about to make a big mistake.
“Yes sir.” The EMT replied and the two exited the room with the injured Black Widow.
“I want to know what happened, now!” Rogers stated.
The police officers filled him in on everything they knew. There was a report of shots fired. When the officers arrived on scene they saw a large man, dressed in black, fleeing the scene. He cleared the window to the fire escape across the way, darted up the metal stairs and was out of sight before the officers could draw their weapons and get a bead on him. A second car arrived and the officers proceeded to the apartment the figure had left. Breaking into the room, they searched the apartment until they found the occupant, Natasha Romanoff, face first on her bed, naked from the waist down. The female officers on the scene attended to Ms Romanoff while the male ones proceeded to process the scene.
Rogers thanked all of the officers and informed them that S.H.I.E.L.D. would be taking over the case. When one of the officers voiced his displeasure at this Rogers informed him that if he didn't like it he could take it up with his boss, the President. That shut the officer up, that and a comment about being transferred to Alaska.
Steve heard the sound of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Transport taking off and looked out the window to watch it head for the Heli-Carrier. He waited for the officers to finish their preliminaries and then began going over the apartment himself. He wanted to make sure that the police didn't missing anything that might lead them to Natasha's rapist. Steve was determined to find this monster and throw him in the deepest darkest hole he could find and make sure he didn't see the light of day ever again.

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Later that night, on the opposite side of New York City the woman known long ago as Adriana Soria, now simply the Queen, stood outside her new penthouse apartment looking down over all of New York City. Her shoulder length black hair, normally pinned up behind her head, was down and blowing in the breeze. She was clad in a simple silk robe and was enjoying the night breeze as it kissed her skin.
For a woman that didn't look a day over twenty four you would never know she had been a major in the Women's Army Auxiliary Corp during World War II. Thanks to the experiment that tried to replicate Captain America's abilities she was a powerful psi that also had the ability to manipulate insects. A fact that comes in handy when a percentage of the human population has the insect gene itself. As she surveyed what would soon be her kingdom a pair of strong arms wrapped around her and drew her into a warm embrace. Ana let her head fall back against her king's face and felt his lips press against her right temple.
“It's a magnificent view.” The mysterious male stated in a low tone.
“Yes, our kingdom, or what will be our kingdom is a sight for sure.” Ana said.
“The city is grand for sure, but I was referring to the view of my queen standing in the night.”
Soria let out a gasp as the bare right hand of her mate slipped under her sash and began teasing her clit. The left hand entered her robe and began fondling her right breast. Soria felt her lover move her towards the ledge of their terrace and when Soria grasped the rail, she felt her lover untie her sash and let it pool at her feet. Now as naked as he was, Soria felt her lover part her legs and move his tool against her wet slit and between her ass cheeks. The brown haired man then slowly and lovingly entered her from behind. Ana relished the feel of his cock as it slowly filled her up.
Soria bit her lower lip as she tried to stifle her moans but quickly found herself unable to do so.
“Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh...” The Queen began to cry out at the top of her lungs. She was moaning for all the tenants bellow to hear as her lover's strong hands moved from her hips to her breasts. She could feel the perspiration atop her brow as drops fell down her face. Her skin was on fire and sweat was coming out of her pores. For his part her mate simply let out the occasional grunt but Ana knew that he was in heaven. During their almost continuous love making sessions she had learned to read his body language and what each little grunt, groan and occasional moan meant.
Soria's brown eyes flew open as her lover began delivering quick thrusts into her love tunnel. His more than average cock was very hard and she felt all the veins in his shaft as the moved back and forth inside of her. Clenching her vaginal muscles, Soria brought her mate to climax just as he brought her to hers. Soria's chest fell against the rail and she tried to catch her breath as her lover slowly withdrew from her. She didn't know how he had the strength to carry her, much less stand after yet another satisfying sexual encounter. In fact, it was their fourth time this evening so she was very surprised and very pleased with his stamina. As her lover lowered her into the bed she watched as he did something completely new. He turned away from her. This really surprised Ana as she was naked and could easily be enticed into a fifth love making session.
Her lover took two steps from their bed and looked through the sheer curtains as the wind blew them about. She watched as he stared out, as if seeing something she could not. Before she could inquire as to what was wrong her lover shook his head and rejoined her in the bed. The lean yet muscular figure besides her quickly pulled his mate to his body and the two melded together as one. His right hand came to her jaw and drew her mouth to his own. Ana quickly decided whatever it was that had momentarily ruined the mood was nothing to worry about and returned to her mating ritual.

AN: I wanted to state for the record I made Natasha's rape less graphic than many writers as a choice. I doubt I will ever re-write it any other way (as I tend to edit chapters as I go to try and improve them). If you hold that against me, I understand.
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