Harry Potter Lemon Fic Novels & Stories

We’re just pulling up in front of the house when my phone chimes. COCK TALES Harry- This is STUPID. I’m going home. I refuse to waste my time. She rejects me but hangs out with some other Incubus? This is just CRAP! Woah, I knew Harry was jealous but this is on a whole different level. I guess it would be hard since he’s never really been jealous before, or rejected by someone he seriously went after. Amber- Harry I’m fairly sure that Cam was just messing with you. I mean, what are the chances that there’s another Incubus around that is drinking the random untested potions that she comes up with?

“You were at the auditorium weren't you? And the last time I checked even the fetus in this Great Fortress remembers Tau Upsilon Rex who addressed us all and told us of Jaylen's identity. You heifer!" Standing up in a hurry, Hermione made an attempt to pull a fast one at Ron but he was quick to move further away from her causing her to hit her arm against the hard wooden table. "Fuck!" Hermione cussed angrily as she stared at her wounded arm. "I am going to snuff life out of you, Ron! Just watch and see." She bickered. "Calm your nerves. Why are you always so hot headed?" Lorelei inquired. She looked tired.

Sienna suspiciously tasted it, and her face wrinkled up because of the sourness. It was intentional! “Here, Master Harry, you should eat it too.” Sienna retaliated by placing a slice of lemon on Harry’s plate. She did not expect that Harry would eat it in one bite, and the expression on his face did not change in the slightest after eating it! It was a fresh lemon! Sienna’s eyes widened in surprise as she did not expect him to be so hard on himself!

He said with a dark, full smirk. My temperature worsened, different lewd imaginations crawled into my brain and played there like a movie. Harry holding my ass in his hands, squeezing them, kissing me from my lips to breasts and down to my navel. Thinking about all of that makes me want to burst and he has not even done any of it at all, what if he starts to do it, I'll explode like a bomb.

I love that, but I would love it a lot more if I wasn’t so horny and frustrated. Since the beginning, daddy has always been my biggest cockblock. I swear to good he has a radar to know when me and Aiden are fucking. And it even happened the other day with Damon, too. “Be completely honest with me,” Harry starts. It’s not on speaker, but the room is so quiet we can clearly hear him, “Did you and Lily use to have a relationship?” Holy fuck.

Lilly Thursday goes by with only a few minor mistakes such as dropping papers, stumbling into Mr. Storm’s business associate and such. What can I say? I am a clumsy person. None of them seems to be severe enough to earn me another punishment and I’m happy about that because my butt seriously hurt from yesterday's spanking. For lunch I once again go to the deli and flirt with Nate. I remember to exchange phone numbers with him, if any of us should get hold up by something for Friday's date.

Havermouth, Present Time “Is that so?” Jules’ grin was wicked. “Who am I to deny my angel of their desires?” Harry retrieved the lube that Fatima had discretely placed into their bathroom during one of her visits to their room. It had been gratefully received, Jules’ temporary solution of blood had been inventive, kind of kinky, and effective enough, but lube was just better Harry thought. He did not want to hurt Jules, after all.

Harry did not heed the wolf's words, he had promised Manny, that they would decide after the mating games event took place. Harry was in front of Manny, his eyes fixed on the plump lips of the woman with loose and fragrant hair, she knew how to take care of herself. He could smell her hair lotion… oh or was that the smell of her shampoo, it was the Smells of lemon grass… very fresh and therapeutic.

His vision was on the verge of declining as a pall of darkness came over his face. "Me too, this is hell. Fuck it!... Let me try, oh!" Anna concentrated and summoned her fire, he held Harry's hands and concentrated with all her might. She hoped Lamia's blood could help her again. She imagines the taste of it, the bitter-rich-minty at the same time hot-fiery while being smooth and thick like honey. Also, she hoped it would act like it used to carry out with Harry. And after a lifetime of agonizing discomfort, the frantic pain and spasms stopped.

Loving. "You're staring," I said, catching him at the edge of the training ground. He smiled. "I'm admiring." I felt my face warm. "Admiring what?" He stepped closer, his hand finding mine. "Admiring my mate. My Luna. My home." I leaned into him, feeling the warmth of his skin, the pulse of the bond. "You're going to make me cry." He kissed my forehead. "Then cry. I'll catch every tear."