Sexy Hermione Novels & Stories

Persephone cried. She could hear another heavy breathing and the thumping of heart as quickly as her own. In the deep silence, right in front of her eyes, a radiant face revealed itself, first the elegant narrow jaw then the proud cheekbones and the pair of shimmering eyes as black as the river Styx. Silken strands of raven hair unraveled and flowed heavily over a set of slender shoulders. Hades finally appeared from the dark as she removed the Helm of Invisibility from her head. Persephone gasped at the sight of the goddess and she quickly backed herself away in fright.

I love messing with anyone's patience and that's what I'm good at. I am now walking with a smile plastered on my face and it turned into a serious one when I reached the living room where my father and the alpha that my father is insisting me to marry, talking and laughing as if they were friends for years now. No one would've thought that their packs were actually each other's enemy. Pathetic. "Oh, here she is. Craige, meet my daughter, Hermione," my father immediately introduced me politely but I never let my face show any emotions. He was looking at me as if telling me to not do anything stupid. Well, what I'm going to do isn't stupid at all.

She kept thinking about this and her need for Hector's savage claiming of her grew to overpowering proportion, she found that her hand had made its way into the centre of her being as she groaned louder. This was not what she wanted. She didn't want the alternative when she could have the real thing. So she quickly put a very sexy and flimsy night gown on. The room of the Lyncan king was just down the hall. She wore a sweet smelling perfume, tied her hair and slipping her legs into the soft soundless slipper she left on the floor beside her bed, she opened her door and slipped out of her room, shutting the door softly and walked towards King Hector's room.

The little girl nodded her head and had her dinner happily. ^^^^^ Sheila's POV: Six years later........ "Take care, my beautiful." Harry whispered in my ear, wrapping his hand around my swollen stomach. I furrowed my brows and looked back at him through the mirror. "How did you find me beautiful? I look like an elephant!!" I couldn't hide my anxiety but asked. I'm getting more weight day by day, everyone would have forgotten the skinny Sheila even I don't remember my old frame.

The emotional connection I need from her to make that moment truly indelible hasn't occurred yet. "I am prepared," she argues, her voice firm. "I want you, Aiden. I've never felt this way about another man. You're the only one who's gotten this close." A knowing smile curves my lips. "What do you do to other men?" I ask, amusement rumbling in my chest as I press against hers. "Kick them in the shin if they make a move?" She slices me with a cold glare, and I get the answer. Hermione is a master at weaving menacing glares, effective at keeping admirers at bay. I kiss the scowl off her face, and she goes pliant in my arms.

Although he already wears loose clothes she looks sexy because of the sweat that sticks to her body. Eric felt his body heat up as his adam apple started moving up and down. The woman next to him was both attractive and annoying. Moreover, her sexy lips are very tempting to any man including Eric. Eric didn't expect this Latin girl to be able to make her mind mess up, but she could make her angry and happy at the same time. "Sir, are you alright?" Cassandra asks Eric who's sitting uncomfortable next to her. "I'm fine, don't worry." Eric covers up his anxiety.

She looked up at me with dark, loving eyes. I want to taste all of you, she said softly. Let me make you come on my tongue. I nodded, threading my fingers through her hair, guiding her closer. She started with long, slow licks, flattening her tongue to cover me completely, savoring every inch. Then she focused on my clit, circling with soft, teasing pressure, sucking gently, then firmer. God, Katherine, I moaned. Your mouth feels incredible. Don't stop. Suck my clit harder.

Omni's POV "Marcus." Hermia purred, swinging her waist as she catwalked, stopping in front of me. She slipped her arms around me, locking our lips in a hot kiss. I grinned, holding her waist firm. Hermia was one of my favourite sluts and I was glad she knew what I wanted. "You…. I've missed you." She whined, taking a hold of my dick as she fondled my dick cap. I groaned, grabbing her hair.

It made Olivia trust her, knowing she had someone like bianca beside her. "Good. I guess it's time I gave Hermes another call," Olivia's eyes had a wicked gleam. With Hermes's expertise and help, she could already see herself knowing one of Arielle's deepest and darkest secret. Then, she would put the redhead in her place.

Narrowing his eyes, he snapped, “Don’t you think you are too presumptuous for being a hostage?” Lily turned around, revealing her delicate features. Long brown hair, jade like skin, soft petal like lips. Regan almost flinched at her appearance. Then, his gaze met her deep grey eyes. They seemed to have a life of their own, sparkling with curiosity and confidence.