روايات وقصص ضمن Harry And Hermione Lemon Fanfiction

“My mate.” Harry whimpered as he realized Jules’ intention and they slid their thigh up. “I’m… I’m not certain blood is enough lubrication for what you are intending my love,” they murmured and then caught their bottom lip between their teeth as Jules proved them wrong, pushing entry. “Oh… fuck.”

I grinned, shyly staring at the table as I was guilty as charged. "Hey, Dee" "Harry?" I called, surpised he arrived earlier than expected. "You're supposed to arrive in the next fifteen minutes. Did you fly over here?" His sister queried with creased brows. "No, I'm not a witch like you, Harley. I rode my bike to this place" He replied calmly, taking the seat beside me. "You've been waiting for long?" He asked me, his eyes now on mine. "Not really. No" He stared at me before giving me a lingering kiss on my cheek. The kiss reached everywhere, turning me red and almost turning me on. That's what Harry does to me, a single touch from him is enough to get me horny.

Green eyes and black hair, chiselled jawline, hardly ugly if you were a female by any means. Lucifer, the thinner, only 6 feet tall, with sandy-brown hair and dark blue eyes, his face less defined than most males his age, was sitting with other healers, reading a book on his tablet as he ate. His meal was quite different to most could be help with keeping everyone in the Harem health and making sure Sabrina had a well balanced diet when in heat and he was away but how would that work as second he would have to be able to not only do that but take care of the main task at head getting her pregnant which would help break the heat faster then just managing it.

Harry says and he forces his body to relax back, but there's still tension in his shoulders, "I don't want anyone talking about me and Bee, Aiden. That's all I'll ask of you, find a way to divert the attention like Bee said. Other than that... I'm choosing to let all of you be free and wild and gross. I'm letting your incest dreams come to fucking life. If that's what you want, that's what you get. Who am I to judge." "Dad," Aiden growls, "None of us is fucking incestuous. And you're still judging while retreating back into your old ways of avoiding shit. If you hate this, hate it out loud. Lily is your daughter, we get it's weird, but we love each other. And me and Damon? We're becoming clo

she asked, horrified. Harry gave a faint smile. “Almost. You begged for cuddles, tried to seduce me, and climbed on me like a caterpillar looking for a leaf.” Arabella grabbed a pillow and buried her face in it. “I’m doomed. I got high on herbal juice! I must’ve looked like a soap opera girl possessed by cheesy romance.” Harry chuckled. “More like a shy K-drama heroine learning how to flirt.” Arabella groaned into her pillow. “Did I... kiss you?”

Either he has no interest in going further, or he is a pure gentleman. This is what I want. And I want more. I pull myself on top of him to the point where I'm straddling his lips. His hands still don't stray, no matter how hard I accelerate the kiss. It's getting heated, until the sound of the door bursting open behind us immediately pulls me away from him, like he's a plague that if I get caught being near, I will get in serious trouble. Turning around, I see Hermione stumble through the door, her hands cupped under her mouth, filled with blood. The sight near makes me throw up, but I compose myself at the sight of blood trailing from her eyes. It makes both me and Shinee jump out of bed i

Then he rounded the desk and took a seat at the head of it. Hermione stood frozen for a solid minute, shock washing over her as she mourned the absence of his warm body against hers. When she saw him return to his paperwork like nothing had happened, her face flushed crimson with embarrassment. She couldn't believe she had almost fallen for another one of his tricks. She didn’t even ask for her hair band back. She had plenty of those anyway. Without another word, she quickly scurried out of the room. She reached her bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, forgetting her earlier plans to purge her stomach and everything else, for that matter.

I hold it to my mouth, keeping my eyes on him. A sharp smirk crosses his face. “Yeah, figured.” I bite into the strawberry on purpose, and watch his jaw tighten like he’s fighting a losing battle. I smile around it. “See? Stress relief.” He leans in closer, his hands brushing my scalp. “You’re gonna be the end of me, Hermione.” He leans in and bites into the strawberry I’m holding. We both chew it into each other’s mouths, exchanging fluids, and it's a slow, sweet rush.

I said. She seemed content with happiness and paced at the door. " I put you in trouble. " I said to Love. " No, I created trouble for myself. I should stay with you. " She sadly replied. " Stop blaming yourself " I kissed her forehead. A beautiful light pink shade appeared on her cheeks, " Let's eat. " I said to her. I didn't wanna discuss it further. We ate in silence like usual. But my thoughts were going back to Maya. Was Harry serious about her? I was uncertain. He hadn't touched another woman after the day he saw Love.

I bent the doorknob, checking in to see what was going on. To my surprise, two people were making out. I wanted to close the door and exit until something made me stop. The guy below the girl was wearing Harry's favorite shoe. I know it's his. No, it can be him. Harry can never do this. What the hell am I thinking? I shook my head off those thoughts to think straight but the girl turned her face to me with a smirk after noticing my presence. What the hell is she... God this whore can never change.