Harry Potter Lemon Fic Novels & Stories

“I’m telling you, Margot. I’ll keep my lips sealed about it if you want. But you have to clarify that we’re not having problems and what happened at the party last time was a misunderstanding.” A sly smile formed on his lips. “What do you think?” Margot’s face was painted with disgust. “Go ahead. Tell everyone about what you think. I didn’t commit any atrocities, so I’m not worried. I don’t know what made you think I'm like you, but good luck anyway.” She walked away when Harry opened his mouth again. “Leo Brown,” he said, following her. “Isn’t that name familiar? You’ve been meeting him in secret, haven't you? Is it every Friday?”

Frowning, I reach out and press a finger against the woman’s cheek so that once again I feel just how hot her skin is. “I must be losing it,” I grumble, trailing it along her skin until it reaches a stray strand of hair that sticks to her skin from sweat. “Or you’ve put some sort of spell on me.” Sighing, I brush the hair back and let my hand tangle into her white locks. If I said I wasn’t interested in the slightest bit in this woman, I would most certainly be lying, but was that fascination due to her abilities or something more? As this thought hits, my lycan begins to stir, and my eyes twitch down to her lips, causing memories of that single kiss we shared to begin to appear.

Lemon. There was a taste of sweet lemon that made him question if it was his scent that was getting to him or either the taste was really there. He wanted to find out. And then get more of it. "Fuck." he exhaled at the quick reaction in his pants and pulled his weight up until he had his legs over Kyle's laps, pinning him back against the chair and taking his laps for a seat. Resuming his kiss, his hips moved forward to rub against Kyle's waist and he was ever glad to find out he wasn't the only one getting a kick out of it.

Over and over. My phone buzzed in my coat pocket. Marcy [BFF]: You alive? Blink twice if kidnapped by sexy vampires. Lily: Alive. I think. This place? It's straight out of a cursed fairytale. Like if Dracula and the Beast co-signed a mortgage. Marcy: Omg STOP. Sexy castle or creepy? Lily: Both. Very… thick vibes. If I disappear, avenge me. Before I could hit send, the door creaked open.

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."

They slowly took back their blue color as she regained her senses. Harry placed a hand on the back of Emmanuelle's head and tenderly ran his fingers through her platinum blonde hair: "You do not have to blame yourself. I just don't want our first time to be in the basement of a coffee shop. My Mate deserves better than that." Emmanuelle slowly withdrew her fangs and began to give small licks so as not to waste a drop of her beloved's precious blood: "I apologize..." Harry laughed softly, then leaned in to come and kiss her full on the mouth. When he raised his head, he could not retain a grimace:

She looked at me with her captivating eyes. "Your turn, Alpha," she said. My inner wolf growled in pleasure at her words. I made my way over to where she was sitting and sat down in front of her. The only major wound I had endured during the battle was a single scratch across my cheek. She lifted her warm hand and placed it over the cut. "Lux remedium," she whispered softly. A warm tingle replaced the burn on my cheek. Her eyes never left mine as I felt the healing magic penetrate my skin, soothing it. We stayed there for long moments after the tingling magic had faded away looking into each other's eyes.

She managed a shaky laugh that turned into a whimper as one finger plunged into her already wet pussy. “Jason…” she gasped, hips bucking as he pumped slow and deep. “I know danger makes you wet, kitten.” His voice was rough. “Just look at how ready you are. Your body responds to me just as quickly as mine does for you.” He trailed kisses down her neck as he added another finger. “One last fuck in school?” Before she could say yes, he guided her backward until the backs of her thighs bumped the edge of his desk, then he lifted her up and set her down on the surface.

And worse, what if it wasn’t? “You’re sure she’s not playing you?” I asked, watching him carefully while Henry muttered curses, shoving broken screens out of the way. Lucas scoffed, folding his arms across his chest. “You doubt me too much, unc. She got a taste of this magic dick, and we’ve got a date on Friday. She’s definitely coming back for seconds.” I grimaced at his choice of words. Still… a small, dangerous flicker of hope crept back in. Maybe everything hadn’t gone completely to shit.

I then realized the entire table was filled with aphrodisiac foods. Leon served me some more food and said with a smile, "I'm planning to start a business, and I'm still short 100 thousand dollars. We were best friends in high school, so I was thinking you could help me out." Ah, so he only remembered me because he needed money. Just then, Maya raised her glass again and stood up. "Mr. Hill, my father often mentions you. He says you're his best friend. Let me toast to you again." Maya downed a whole glass of liquor in one go.