Lord of the Land

Hermione was still a far distance from the mansion when Harry grabbed her from behind a tree.
“ Shhh,” he said covering her mouth for a moment with his hand.

Hermione and Harry could hear her Uncle and Draco but couldn’t see where they were.

Harry told Hermione to stay put and that he’d look around.
He came back running a few minutes later.
“They left. They’re down the road,” he said staring at Hermione.
His eyes looking her up and down.

She was soaked and her clothes were pasted to her body showing her shape.

Harry pulled her close and kissed her.

Hermione shivered and her teeth chattered as he broke the kiss,
“ You’re cold. Come on let’s get inside,” he said putting his arm around her shoulder in attempt to keep her warm.

They walked quickly to the mansion.

Maggie was descending the stair as the two soaked souls came through the door.

“ My word what were you two doing out in the rain? Trying to drown your selves. Come.” She herded the pair into the mudroom.

She peeled off the wet layers of clothes and wrapped them in blankets.

“I’ll be back in three minutes with dry cloths.” Maggie said and turned to Harry “Behave your selves, dinners is ready and your guests are waiting for you.

Harry smiled, looking like he was trying not to laugh his face
turning pink, “ No matter how old I am or what title I have. She has a
way of making me feel like I’m a naughty ten year old boy.”

Maggie was back in a blink of an eye and helped the two get dressed.

Hermione sat down to dinner in dry clothes, but she still felt chilled to the bone.

Everyone chatted at the table about her Uncle Richard, Draco and the other man.

“What were they doing there and why did that man sound like my
father?” Hermione wondered out loud.

“Perhaps they wanted to kidnap you?” Arthur Weasley said.

“Maybe… but they only chased me so far then they apparently stopped.” Hermione said questioningly.

“Perhaps they thought they’d get caught and arrested for trespassing.” Mr. Weasely added.

Harry looked at Hermione with a worried expression on his face said, “They know you’re here and not at the Weasley’s.”

Sirius added, “And no doubt Draco’s going to think or KNOWS that you are most likely bedding his wife.”

“ Could that cause a problem?” Hermione asked.

“ I’m not sure. He may make a fuss about it to the judge.” Sirius pointed out, “ In fact I’m certain he will.”

“But they have no proof, all we have to say is that Lord Potter was inquiring but whether or not I’m pregnant. The weather turned bad and we were stuck here. I think the judge will accept that as an excuse.” Hermione commented

The talk turned to a lighter subjects and the group seemed to enjoy the meal after that.

Later that evening after dessert Hermione went to her bedroom.

Maggie was in Hermione’s room making the bed and fixing the curtains when she walked in.

There was a nightdress out on the bed with a matching robe.

Maggie helped her get undressed and put on the nightdress.

“ The master will be here in a while. He wishes you to be very lightly perfumed,” Maggie said as she pick up a bottle of oil and put the tiniest amount on bottle top dabbing it behind her neck wrists elbow
her belly the small of her back behind her knees and ankles.

The nightdress was light and flowed as she walked but Hermione
felt chilled to the bone.

Maggie made Hermione a cup of hot tea.
She sat at the vanity table while sipping it as Maggie brushed her hair.

Hermione was lost in thought of her father and wondered what her Uncle and Draco were up to.

Hermione realized it was quiet and looked up, Maggie was gone.
Hermione heard something in the hallway.

She peeked out and saw Harry in the hallway walking toward her.
He was in a dark robe.
His facial expression asking her to come to him as he held out his hand.

Hermione walked toward him reaching for the hand held out to hers.
His fingers were warm as they touch hers.

The door to his bedchamber seemed to shut with little noise
Harry looked almost guilty as he closed it.

There was an immense cracking fire in the fireplace.
She stood in front of it still feeling cold.
She could feel the heat on her face.

Harry was silent. He walked over to a nearby table and poured himself a drink and gulped it down and then repeated again.

Hermione feeling a chill picked up a small blanket from a chair and wrapped it around her shoulders. She walked closer to the fireplace watching the blazing fire.

Her eyes started to dry out as she felt the heat of blaze from staring at the flames dancing changing their shape and color.

He poured another and walked over to Hermione.
Harry put the drink on a small table next to the chair the blanket was on.

She felt him behind her. She felt his heat.

He took wrap off Hermione.

“I’m cold Harry,” she said softly as her shoulders shrugged from a cool air.

He pressed her back against his chest, which she found to be very warm.

Harry kissed her shoulders and neck as her slid off the robe.

He kissed her down her back inhaling the trail of perfume.

Hermione felt Harry reach her bottom and raises her gown sliding his hands from her knees to her thighs. One hand goes to her belly while the other to one of her buttocks cheeks.

Hermione eyes were fixed on the flames as she felt Harry caress her cheek and then lightly tickle her belly to the edge of her hairs between her legs.

She could see him watching her in her peripheral vision as she kept watching the fire.

Harry looks up at her waving a hand in front of her face,
“ Hermione you alright?” he asked with concern in his voice.

She still stared at the fire but smiles saying,
“ Yes Harry I’m alright.”

His head faded into the dark shadows but Hermione knows where he was. He parts her legs a bit and feels his mouth on her opening his tongues exploring.

Hermione breath quickened. Harry nose very gently rubs again her clitoris and she gasps.

Harry licked and kissed her bud without having Hermione make a
sound.

By now Hermione eyes were no longer on the flames but in front of her. They were rolled up behind slightly open eyelids, and she was biting her lower lip.

Her hips moved as Harry worked his magic on her.

“Why so quiet?” Harry asked, slowly getting up to his feet, “you are enjoying this?”

Her eyes focused on his face still in a daze of pleasure. She
managed to nod and hummed out “ Hmmm.”

Harry pulled her into tight embrace kissing her fervently.

She could taste her own juices in his mouth.

He was kissing her passionately but what he did next
shocked her.

She felt tug on her nightdress and heard it tear. A second later Harry mouth was on her breast sucking her nipple and the nightdress was now just a rag on the floor at his feet.

She stood there naked in the cool air in the fire lit room.
For a moment she felt ashamed. Her hands coming up to her to chest feeling so exposed. She felt ashamed, because Harry ripped off her nightdress. The one act excited her and scared her.

She was safe with Harry she knew that. But the fact that Draco tried to do the same thing weeks ago confused her for a moment.
Hermione pushed it out of her head. The next moment as Harry
pulled her to the bed.

Hermione drew in a breath as Harry parted her legs with his slowly.
She felt very exposed but wanted him in her so badly.

“Harry please “ she whispered trying to keep her legs still trying so
hard not to act or sound desperate or like a whore.

He entered her and moaned as he slid inside feeling how wet she was.
“I wanted to do this at the tavern. I nearly followed you into the powder room.” Harry confessed moaning “Oh God Mione. I should have torn your nightdress off first. God you’re wet. ”

Hermione felt herself blush.

He thrust in her again and again as they quickly climaxed.
Harry thrust with a groan and to Hermione surprise he pulled out.

His mouth was at her opening licking and sucking her juices both of them moaning. Hermione was climaxing her body tingling and vibrating.

Harry was enjoying tasting her and hearing her moan with pleasure.

He kissed her belly moving his way back to her breasts and then neck. He slid himself inside her again.
Hermione felt him slowly enter her. He felt bigger and harder between her legs.

He moved gently at first looking at her face.
She ran her fingers lightly up and down his back cupping his butt cheek and ever so often kissing his neck.

He gave a few good thrusts and Hermione breathing quickened. Alternating hot cold hot cold sensation ran through her body.
Her stomach was felt like it was imploding and her skin exploding goose bumps.

As she felt him built up again he pulled out and this time he applied
pressure to the base of his cock. She saw his head of his penis flex but nothing came out. Harry closed his eyes and held his breath.

Then the next moment he was sliding himself back inside Hermione.
His penis was bigger and if possible harder as he drove himself into her.
With each thrust she climaxed quicker.

Her moans got louder and until she couldn’t stand it any longer.
Hermione fingers pressed into his shoulders.

Then Hermione heard something she didn’t expect.

“ More Hermione more I need more. Tell me tell me…” Harry moaned.

“ Yes my Lord?” she breathed out.

“ Tell me I’m your lord your master tell me you want me ..you need me ..You can’t live without me. That you want me between your legs everynight. Say it.” he said.

“ My master, my lord don’t you want me in the morning too?”
she teased.

Harry slowed down and looked at her
“Yes I want you in the morning too my love.”

The word love echoed in her mind as his lips covered hers and he started thrusting himself in her faster and faster.
She could feel him building as she felt it herself.

Harry pulled out once more and put pressure on the base of his penis. The head pulsed and got red and purple as it got bigger.

His face looked pained but he didn’t cum.

“You alright Harry what are you doing? Why are you…?”

“Sshhhh,” Harry said as he pulled her one of her legs over his shoulder.
He entered her again, Hermione let out a moan louder than she wanted to.

With each thrust the tension in both their bodies started to build.

“Oh God Harry I don’t think I can stand much more of this.” Hermione breath out, “ it’s too much.”

But Harry just kept thrusting in, his sweat was rolling down his face and neck as he pushed in and slid out of Hermione.

He looked down at her huffing in and out his eye intense wanting reaching, “Who am I Hermione?” he asked.

She knew what the answer he wanted to heard was.
“ Lord Harry Potter. My lord and master.”

“And who are you?”

“Your ..servant?”

“No … sweet Lady. You’re my love.”

“Love?” Hermione was stunned, “ If you wish it my lord.”

“I wish it, now tell me you want me Hermione.”

“I want you my lord … I want you more than anything in my life, it’s sinful how much I want you.”

“Yes I’m mad for you. You have no idea what you do to me. Just the thought of you and I get hard.” Harry admitted as he pushed himself deeper into Hermione. They both moaned.

Harry plunged into Hermione. She felt him building again.
She couldn’t take any more she needed to have the release from all the tense inside her.

She felt Harry getting bigger inside her. His body stiffened and he looked like he was in pain as she felt the first of many waves of his orgasm.

Harry kept moving in and out of her as his orgasm continued and it
hit the right spots inside her. She moaned louder and louder. Hermione eyes closed as she reached her climax and orgasm.

Harry was slowing down in his movements but still pulsed inside her.
Hermione closed her eyes as Harry lay next to her feeling him leave her body and pulling her close to him, both of the falling asleep.

It was dark in the room with one candle burning Hermione eyes just opened to see it.

Harry’s was laying next to her his hand on her hip.

It was warm and the storm outside had gone.

Hermione pulled at the pillow and tried to go back to sleep.

But her mind was busy working. Where was her father now and how long would it take him to get here.

She moved Harry’s hand off her hip and she got out of bed.
She slipped her robe on and headed to the library with candle in hand.

Hermione peeked at some old Law books. She looked up marriage annulment and divorce.
She just found the same thing over and over. Grounds for divorce or annulment are adultery, barren (infertile), bigamy, fraud or forced into marriage or blood relation (incest).

She put the law book down and wanted to look up babies.

She looked in what looked like healing/medicine book and found a
Love Making book.
It had potions and charms for helping conceiving.
Potions for a longer orgasm and for longer love making.
She looked at the ingredients and how to make it.
‘Thought Harry achieved that the muggle way’ Hermione thought.

She opened the book up to the performing and techniques
It showed all the position possible. It showed in moving pictures how to give oral sex and anal sex.

Hermione watched the girl in the picture give oral pleasure to her lover.
“ If you’re new to this take your time. Make sure you and he are clean. One big thing to destroy the mood is a dirty foul smelling partner.

Look at the penis, feel it and smell it and then when you are ready taste it. Use your tongue your hands and other things, even your teeth, thou be gentle and this can arouse your man.”

The book or the girl went on and on about this and that technique.
Hermione read and watched. She was going to have to learn this
if she was going to be Harry mistress. Just the thought of it now made her excited.

She read the other chapter on anal sex.
She, the girl in the book, just keep repeating lubricate, lubricate, lubricate. And take your time or you may tear and bleed.
Try on top first then maybe try on your back then on hands and knees or standing.

Hermione closed the book and went back into the bedroom.

She grabbed her wand and whispered “ Lumos,” making the tip of her wand glow in a soft light.
She had never taken a good look at Harry’s penis.
She crawled into bed and pulled back the sheets.

Since he was asleep on his back now so it made it easy to see, it was flaccid.She knelt between his legs.

She very gently touched it feeling it in the palm of her hand. It was soft and pink in colored. It looked different slumped over to one side.

She did a cleaning spell on him…twice since it was very warm and they did have sex a couple of hours ago.

It was average size she supposed as she felt the shaft.
She leaned over and smelled it. It was clean of course just having
been cleaned twice by the spell.

She licked the shaft cautiously wondering if it would do something.
It of course tasted clean. She licked the head and felt its cool soft velvetiness against her tongue and lips.

Hermione got braver and surround her head with her lips.
Her tongue whirled around the head as she held his penis with one hand and the wand in the other.

It was going to be all by feel now so she put on the wand on the nightstand.

She tried sucking on it and within a few tries Harry’s penis was erect and Harry was softly moaning in his sleep.

Hermione began to go up and down on his shaft with her mouth, her saliva drooling down his shaft, her fingernails gently caressing his sack and inner thighs.

Harry’s hips started to move, jerking up towards.

Hermione moved a little faster wondering if she could get Harry to reach orgasm.

She sucked hard a few times and the head of the penis swelled up and Harry hips thrust himself further into her mouth than she had expected, making her choke for a moment.

She instinctively pulled her mouth away for Harry’s penis.
She heard Harry moan with pleasure in his sleep and took a deep breath and wrapped her lips around his cock again.

Hoping to finish the task she started she began to take all of him in to her mouth and sucked as she drew him out. Hermione heard Harry gasp for air.

The next moment she was flat on her back and felt Harry opening her legs driving into her with a loud moan sending a great wave through her body.

He pushed himself deep inside her. Hermione gasped with surprise and arousal. His strides were slow and long like a dance.

Hermione melted into his touch at every move he made with his body.

“Hermione do you know how hard it was not come in your mouth. That felt amazing,” he said pushing himself deeper.

The room was hot now and Hermione and Harry were covered with sweat.

With a mischievous smile on his face Harry pulled out of Hermione and carried her wrapped up in the sheets out the door to balcony.

The wind blew a cool breeze on Hermione’s face and body.

He kissed her passionately before sliding back inside her leaning up against the wall of thick soft ivy. Harry placed one arm behind her neck and the other holding on her arse breathing in as he pushed him self inside her.
Hermione had one hand on the ivy and an arm around Harry’s neck.

He started bang harder and harder into Hermione that she thought he might knock down the wall.

“Oh God Hermione,” Harry puff out banging harder into her.

Hermione moved one of her legs higher on Harry’s hip and Harry grunted.

He pulled the other leg higher and Hermione nearly lost control.
Harry thrust inside her and Harry hit all the right spots and sending Hermione into over the edge and orgasm, barely able to say
“ God oh God!” over and over.
With this Harry had his own explosion.

Hermione came around as Harry lay her down in the bed Harry crawled in next to Hermione and said as they drift to sleep, “I love you.”