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Harry replied,his voice fierce. He was seriously trying to fontrol his painful erection in the moment. No matter what,he will never beg her,he will never allow her see him pained. "You are a mess,are you sure you don't need me to clean up your mess" she whispered miserably, more dread filled Harry's eyes. He hate this...he hate this so much. "Never ever!!. That dream in which you see me begging you is called a nightmare" Harry managed to see amidst his painful errection..

Simon boasts, slapping his fists on his chest like a gorilla. "It's fucking wrong mate, my girlfriend freaks out if I get too close to it, no way she'd let me stick my finger in it and I wouldn't want to." Harry shakes his head, reaching for his pint, a mischievous little smile crosses his face before he takes a sip. "Ey, but she loves it when I go down on her, tonguing her little clit gets her so wet it's like flying down a slip 'n' slide when I'm pounding into her."

So until I have it, I will keep a closer eye on Harry. “You’re fucking paranoid.” Lorenzo slouches back and laughs. “You know him from school, tell me about him.” He sighs and holds out his hand. I give him the file, his eyes widening and he laughs. “Don’t, joke.” I can’t do jokes right now. “Okay, so Harry was the boy in school who was seen as the toughest one. He was weak as shit. All the girls wanted to fuck him, but most were disappointed after.” “I don’t care about his fucking habits, Lorenzo. I need to know what sort of person he is.”

I chucked bitterly He pulled back, his gaze penetrating mine with an intensity that mirrored the storm within. "The pack can wait. Right now, it's just you and me," he declared, his hand sliding down to clasp mine. It was a silent invitation to surrender to the currents of desire. Before I could voice another protest, Sylvester's desire reached a breaking point. The hunger in his eyes became insatiable, and with a swift movement, he pressed me against the bed. The intensity of the moment hung in the air, and a knowing spark ignited between us.

He calmly said like I was talking to someone with no emotions. "What? I am fighting for that girl...I mean...what if...just what if your friend finds out? You were meant to take care of her not fuck her" I announced on top of my lungs and Harry leans back to his chair. He looked like someone in his savage era totally looking at me like I have lost it. "I intend to make her mine..." He hadn't complete his statement when my hand pushed the cabbage in my hand inside his mouth. "You're a Pedophile"

Harry whispered in a husky voice, “You are so tight, honey. Aren't you crazy about wanting me now? “You are bullying me…” Emma's tears fell down her blushing face, “Do you believe I will hate you?” Harry's heart suddenly tightened. Thinking of the scene of Charles holding her in his arms this afternoon, he continued to thrust himself inside her frantically, making her moan continuously. Tonight would definitely be a night of both passion and torment. She didn't like him anyway, it didn't matter if she hated him anymore.

I don't want anyone outside or us to be surprised, and I hope this will be quick. "Well, now that we're alone and no one will interrupt us, can you tell me what's going on?" I try to be strong, but I don't expect what he has in mind as I approach him. "We have a deal." Harry's anger grabs me by the neck and pushes me towards the door, cornering me. "Do you want to push your luck? You don't play games with me." Those words scare me, and I start to struggle, but he's much stronger than me.

MyDavina’s POV: Harry kept chattering all the way, and he seemed to want to do something right away to repay me.I tried my best to persuade him not to think about it anymore. Although Harry was tall and strong enough to defeat several werewolves with one punch, he was as naive and simple as a child. Whoever treated him well, he would give a hundredfold sincerity to that person.I could say that I was lucky to have a friend like him. After getting my room key from the dormitory administrator, I parted with Harry.

“Harry, what are you doing here, I asked the dashingly handsome boy walking towards me. “Hey, how are you doing?” “I'm fine,” I said with a smile, somehow the way I felt about Harry had changed. I saw him more as a friend than a potential lover now. I can't believe he came to look for me in my house like Harry is the dream of every girl, there have been rumors that even the Almighty Bella used magic to cast a spell on him. “I heard some rumors,” “About what?” “People are looking for you” “I don't understand, who?”

I turned and ran down the corridor, my heart pounding against my ribs like it wanted to come out. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at my hands. So that was it. That was what they thought of me. Not strong. Not free. Just a key. Just a vessel. And Harry— My thoughts got tangled. Harry had never said that. Not directly. He promised me power, promised me strength. He told me I could stand above them all. He never once said he needed me for himself. But… sometimes,the way his eyes lingered on me, not with desire, but hunger. The way his voice grew darker when he spoke of the old world.