Harry X Hermione Ao3 Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

Harry said with a sly smirk. “What nonsense. I have a terrible headache and it started the moment you walked into the room and started this stupid talk. My whole body and soul abhors you. I don’t want to see you or have anything to do with you. Whatever you claim we had the other night was unreal and it would never happen. Quit being delusional, leave married women alone and go get yourself a fuck buddy.” Amanda thundered. “Easy, easy… you don’t want people around to hear you and trust me, I’ll never force myself on you. I just want you to admit that you desire me and we will get on with this as soon as possible.” Harry said.

Hermione sprawled on top of the lycan, Ruke could not help to relish the softness of her body against him. He was rock-hard and it did nothing to help that she was dangerously close to him. Hermione placed her hands on Ruke's chest and tried to push herself up but he was quick to hold her down with his strong hands. “What do you want?" she whispered, looking into his eyes. Ruke sucked in his breath, cursed himself and grabbed a fist full of her hair in his hands and brought her face down to his own. “What are you doing…" Hermione's words were cut short as Ruke brought his lips to hers with such force and passion that the breath was knocked from her lungs the tiniest gasp escaped from her lip

The underwear landed directly on Alex’s head. He didn’t move a single muscle. “Hey, have you gone out of our mind?” Seeing that he hadn’t moved at all, Hermione gave him an annoyed look. However, Alex still didn’t move. “Something’s not right!” Hermione finally felt that something was wrong, and at this moment, her divine consciousness detected a flash of a figure to her left. It was Alex, with his daughter in his arms, rushing to the other side of the swamp. “A*shole, he deceived me!” Hermione exclaimed angrily before giving chase immediately.

Harry had already made clear their intentions, teasing his perinium and around his arse with their fingers, testing his reaction, a slow, wicked smile curving their lips and the red light of their supernatural nature glowing in their eyes as they’d found his receptive. Jules’ thumb explored the piercing through Harry’s c-ck. He’d tasted it earlier on his tongue when Harry had straddled his shoulders and f-ked his mouth, and had felt it drag over his skin when Harry had slithered down his body in a sensual blanket of flesh and hair, or had laid upon him whilst they had spent time exploring Jules’ mouth with their own.

Breaking away, I reached for his jeans, fumbling to unbutton them. "Please Harry," I panted. "I need you inside me." Harry shucked off his jeans and boxers in record time, his thick erection springing free. He lined himself up with my entrance and paused, looking into my eyes. "You're mine, Hermione," he growled possessively. "Now and forever." Then he thrust deep inside me in one smooth stroke. We both moaned at the sensation, stretched and full in the best way. Harry started moving, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming back in. His pace was relentless as he pounded into me.

Had the universe not accidentally sent her to Sebastian's room… "You're intoxicating, Dr. Fey. Even when you swear at me, it makes me dizzy. And now, can you drop the act? I know you had fun with another man last night. You're not some sacred virgin anymore… So how about you let me enjoy what you enjoyed last night?" Harry loomed closer with a lopsided grin. "If you don't like having an audience, just say the word. I'll have them close the door. No one will disturb our happy ending."

Harry, who is far more experienced than I am, slides one of his hands to my clit, stroking me in rhythm with every thrust inside me. The feeling of him buried so deep inside me while his fingers caress my most sensitive spot is irresistible. Loud moans spill from my lips as I finally have the orgasm I'd been longing for, my entire body tensing as cries louder than screams escape me. "Well now, it seems my sweet omega enjoyed that very much. Am I wrong?" Harry moves back over my body, continuing with slow but deep thrusts. "Stop... It feels strange..." I complain, squirming beneath him.

I ruffled my hair and arched my back when he leaned down and planted feather kisses on my stomach, down to my navel, and down further. “Ah!” I grasped for air and moaned loudly when he licked my slit and gripped my waist so tight. My hand reached his hair and pulled them but he didn't care. He continued kissing me down there until I exploded in his mouth. However, his ruthless tongue didn’t stop. He licked everything I released before he climbed on top of me. I opened my drunk eyes and met his blue eyes blazing with desire. “Fck!” Harry let out a curse which seemed to arouse me more. He then brushed the tip of his length against my entrance before he invaded the tight door of my femininity.

Behind her, she could feel the weight of a hundred stares, all waiting for Rhys Huxley to humiliate the woman who’d dared to claim him. She stopped before him. He didn’t move. He just looked at her with those dark, unreadable eyes. Slowly, Hermione reached up, grabbed his collar, pulled him down, and crashed her lips against his. The crowd gasped. Dean let out a low whistle. And somewhere behind her, Sarah Granger’s jaw hit the floor.