To Enchant a King

Hermione awoke, her head feeling hazy, her heart beating softly. She rolled onto her back, and was met with the startling grey eyes of her husband. His mouth broke into a grin and she smiled. Even by the harsh light of the morning sun, he was beyond handsome. His platinum hair fell over his shoulder and that sight alone made her want to swoon. She couldn’t believe he was finally hers. Her husband, and tomorrow she would be crowned Queen of England. It was incredibly daunting. It was something she had never thought about becoming until Narcissa had spoken of it yesterday.

She was going to be Queen, she would be expected to give the king a healthy strong heir, by the people of this country, and she was terrified. What would happen to her if she didn’t live up to Lucius’ expectations? What if she failed to give him a son? Would she be casually cast aside like Lucretia was? What if she didn’t please Lucius as he wanted her to, would he take a mistress? Her heart hurt at the thought of him giving himself to another.

But as she looking into the face of the man she loved, she saw only truth and reassurance in his gaze. She saw the faces of their future children, the love he held at the thought of them, she wanted to give him that. She knew she could look at him, ten years from now and still feel the same. She had never felt such overwhelming love before now, and she wanted to bask in it.

The feel of a warm hand upon her thighs pulled her out of her mental ramblings. She turned toward her husband, and placed her hand upon his cheek.

“I love you.” she whispered.

“And I you, dear heart.” he replied as he leaned down to kiss her.

His hands skimmed the length of her stomach until he found the soft mound of curls of her sex. He dipped his fingers inside her dewy heat and she whimpered softly arousing him even more than he ever thought possible. His cock was throbbing hard, and desperately craving her warm wet cavern. Lucius lowered his head and caught one of her dusky pink nipples in his mouth and worshipped it with his tongue. His fingers sought out the hidden pearl at the apex of her thighs, and he pressed his thumb to the sensitive bud. His thumb swirled around it over and over, until she cried out and clenched around his fingers.

Lucius swore softly as the sucking motion on his fingers made him long to just take her right there and then. He positioned himself over her, and proceeded to kiss her until she was nearly breathless. Her heat was scorching as he guided himself into her, groaning as her slick walls embraced him until he was buried deep in her pulsating heat. Her little fingers leaving crescent shaped nail marks in his alabaster skin.

She practically wailed as he moved inside her, his sculpted body writhing with hers, the sweat warm and sticky between them as came together as one. He pulled out and thrust back in hard, her moans echoing off the high ceilings as he loved her. Hermione’s hands flew to the head of the bed as Lucius made love to her, the gentleness from the night before gone, as he gave into his desire.

Her legs wrapped around his waist as his cock worked its magic within her. She felt light headed from all the sensations he was inflicting upon her body, she could feel herself climbing higher and higher with every swirl of Lucius’ hips. Lucius bit his lip at the sight laid out before him, Hermione’s hips were rocking against his, her breast’s straining with arousal, her nipples hard and reddened.

He thrust into her again and again, and she screamed her release as she rippled around his cock, sucking and milking him for his seed. He secretly hoped one would take root, and bless them with a child. He would love to see her full and round with his heir. He panted as her body stole his release, and lavished kisses upon her. He was ecstatic that she had agreed to marry him, and he couldn’t wait to make her his queen.

Lucius pulled out of his wife and lay down next to her drawing her close to his body. He nuzzled his nose into her neck, inhaling her scent of roses, a scent which could arouse him beyond belief, a scent that was purely Hermione.

“The coronation will take place today at Westminster Abbey. Today you shall become my Queen.” he whispered as he lifted his face from her neck.

“Really?” she said surprised, “So soon?”

“I want it over and done with as soon as possible, I want to spend some time loving you.” he said as he dropped a kiss on her bare shoulder.

She laughed softly.

“And does that time include, hour after hour of love making?” she said with a smile.

“Of course.” he laughed.



~*~




Draco was in trouble. No cross that, he was such trouble he couldn’t think straight. His wife had caught him indulging in a Ménage à trois with his cousin and his wife, and she had stormed out threatening to take his daughter away from him. Draco had laughed at the time, but now thinking back on it, it was a cold slap to his handsome face. His wife was taking their daughter away.

It had been during the celebration of Lucius’ marriage to Hermione that things had just gotten out of hand. Victoria had been intoxicated when she approached him; yet still he couldn’t resist her. His cousin’s wife was a beauty and she’d had him wrapped around her finger since the day she met him. Draco shook his head as he remembered last night. He had uttered a protection spell to keep him from impregnating Victoria, and had thoroughly fucked her. Alex had watched from the other side of the room as Draco licked and sucked at his wife’s quim; his own hands pleasuring himself. Victoria had taken Alex into her mouth as Draco fucked her from behind, reveling in watching his cock disappear into her tight hole as he yanked her silky blonde hair back, exposing her neck to his hungry mouth.

It made him shiver as he remembered the things she had done with her tongue. He loved his wife dearly but sometimes a change did everyone good, at least he thought so anyway. Alexander and his wife hadn’t even batted an eyelid the next day at breakfast, they had just acted like nothing had happened. Which he supposed was the best thing to do. Amelia hadn’t been seen all night, and when Draco had inquired to her whereabouts to her closest friend, Lady Lavender Brown, she had simply brushed him off with a haughty look, and informed him she had been visiting The Weasleys.

He had never known Amelia to be friends with them, and he wondered what this meant. He proceeded to his chambers, and heard a bark of laughter coming from the room that he and his wife shared. Draco was not prepared for the sight that greeted him. He had never been more sickened in his life. They were a mass of ginger hair and freckles that nauseated him to the nth degree. His stomach dropped as he watched his her.

His wife was on all fours with William Weasleys cock in her mouth, delighted as she deep throated his minuscule cock. Charles Weasley, the bastard, was licking and sucking at her pussy from behind, his hands roaming over her bottom. A pussy that had bared his child. The Weasley’s were positively salivating over his wife’s pussy, the eldest, William was running his hands though Amelia’s hair and she was moaning like a whore around his cock.

Was that Ronald Weasley he saw wanking in the corner? He blinked and looked back. The youngest Weasley was caressing what little cock he had with his freckled hands and moaning each time he caught a glimpse of the naked Duchess.

Draco’s only good thought? At least it wasn’t Dumbledore. He was known for his lust for his wife.

Draco physically wretched, as he watched his wife throw her long russet hair back in ecstasy. Only he was allowed to make her feel like that. Draco was infuriated, he knew Amelia had only done this for revenge. She had seduced these two fools, and feasted on the fruits of her betrayal, and she looked like she was thoroughly enjoying it.

He even thought he saw a freckle or two on their fire crotches.

“What the fucking hell is going on here?!” he bellowed and William Weasley jumped backed, his straining cock falling out of Amelia’s mouth, she writhed as Charles continued to drink her like a dying man.

“Carry on,” commanded Amelia breathlessly as she grinded herself onto Charles’ face, and she turned to glare at Draco, “My husband is something of voyeur, I’m sure he would love to watch.”

Draco growled and hurled Amelia up by her arms, and slapped her full force across the face. She was the Duchess of Suffolk for Merlin’s sake! Amelia shrieked and retaliated, knocking Draco back with the sheer force of her blow.

“You fucking bitch,” he sneered and back handed her.

“Oh please! Tell that to your slattern sister in law!” she shouted and slapped him again.

“Raise your hand to me once more and I will not be held responsible for what I do to you,” he warned.

“You are a bastard,” she hissed and punched his chest.

“You asked for it,” he proclaimed and seized her by the shoulders.

She shrieked as he tossed her over his shoulder, her naked bottom bared to his hungry gaze. He was furious but their fighting had aroused him beyond belief, he noted how fickle he was before he brushed it aside. Amelia was beating angrily on his back as he walked at a fast pace toward their second bedroom, leaving the ginger fools behind. They would be punished later.

He tossed her onto the bed and yanked his clothes off, slapping her hands away as she tried to get to him, her claws bared. He caught both of her hands in his larger ones and hissed at her. His naked body was a sight to behold and Amelia for a second, regretted what she had done.

He teased his weeping cock on her slippery nether lips, and she groaned, the fight leaving her. He plunged his fingers inside her and her walls clenched around him, gripping them with intense heat.

“Did you fuck them?” he asked

“What?” she breathed.

“Did. You. Fuck. Them.” he said as he pumped his fingers in and out of her.

“Nooooo!” she screamed as passion overwhelmed her.

“Good,” he commented as he dove at her mouth, sucking and pulling at her lips with his teeth.

“Draco!” she cried, as he buried himself inside her, and began to fuck her with hard, brutal strokes.

He plundered her depths with intensity as they fucked each other into oblivion; his cock couldn’t get deep enough in her. She was grinding her hips into his so hard it hurt, yet they had never ever fucked like this before. He pinched and pulled at her nipples as he rode her, her sheathe quivering around him. The crown of his cock was throbbing with a painful release he knew was imminent. Her delta was squelching with wetness as his balls slapped against her arse.

She felt like he was stabbing her with pleasure as penetrated her. His cock was ramming into her like it was possessed and she let out a lust filled scream as she came around him. He followed soon after, spilling his seed inside the only woman who had held his heart. He knew he had been callous, but he couldn’t help himself. He was a man of weak morals, of loose virtue and blind stupidity.

She was his and his alone. No one had the right to touch her except him. Alexander may have held his wife out to anyone but he certainly didn’t. Victoria didn’t seem fazed as she approached him, and he found that alluring. He wanted to bang his head on the wall to make it all go away.

Amelia struggled to move beneath him, and he rolled over to allow her room to move.

“I’m taking Angelique and I’m going home,” she said as she slipped on a dress from the wardrobe.

“I don’t think so,” Draco scoffed, and she turned to him, her glare murderous.

“I’m leaving Draco, you can have your mistresses and fuck whoever you like. I wont stand for it,”

“You will not take my daughter away from me, Amy,” he hissed.

“I will take her, Draco. I have the King’s backing. He has granted me time away from court. You will not contact me during this time, I need it to think.” she said as she looked at him for the last time. Draco’s heart was in his mouth.

She walked out the door, and out of his life, without looking back.



~*~


She had done it. She was Queen of England, wife to King Lucius, and step mother of Princess Bellatrix. She couldn’t believe how much her life had changed in a matter of months. Most of it for the better, but a little of it for the worst. She couldn’t help but think of Narcissa and how she was suffering, albeit of her own violation, but she couldn’t help but long for the day that she would be released.

She knew she couldn’t ask for her sentence to be shorted, but she would plead for her husband to have mercy on her sister. She only hoped when she asked, it would not fall on deaf ears.

~*~



Lucius watched as Hermione danced with her father; they had traveled up for the coronation. He couldn’t help but be mesmerized by the sway of her hips, and the sweet sound of her laughter. He was truly blessed by Merlin himself, that this glorious creature had ever saw fit to fall in love with him.

He remember the very first time he had ever seen her, a fresh face in the dull crowd. How she had shined, his fierce little Lionne. She had captured his heart and held it in the palm of her hand, a place he hoped it would stay for many a moon.

He was looking forward to the years to come and the family they were going to build together. He was ecstatic that she had took a chance on him, when other’s would have shied away. Well, not shied away, but tried to take him for all the money they could or used their looks as a way to his throne, but she had done it because she wanted his love.

She watched as he stared out at her, his handsome face set in a smile. He was breathtaking in his beauty and her heart ached for him, even though he was in the same room.

She looked down at the gold band on her finger and smiled.

It took one thing to bed a king, but it took another to make him love you. She never thought she’d be on the receiving end of such a love and she cherished it with all her being.


She would always remember the day she enchanted her king.

THE END.


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