The Last Man on Earth

The Last Man on Earth

Disclaimer: I think I’ve put in enough disclaimers by this point, don’t you? I don’t own them; I’m just playing with them. I’ll put them back. Honest.

Chapter 15: Harem Girl

“The food’s here,” said Katie as she wiggled out of Marcus’s tight grasp.

“Come back here,” coaxed Marcus as he patted the bed, “my little slave girl.”

“Doesn’t my master want his supper?” said Katie a tad sarcastically.

“Slave girls are not supposed to be sarcastic, love,” said Marcus with a raised eyebrow. Katie brought the food over to the bed with a melodramatic sigh. The couple made short work of the meal. The Quidditch game combined with the shagging made both Katie and Marcus very hungry. After they had finished eating, Marcus lay back on his pillows and wriggled his eyebrows at Katie.

“Aren’t slave girls supposed to be naked?” asked Marcus huskily. Now that he had eaten, he wanted to fulfill another need. He ran his finger down her arm lightly.

Katie could feel her body tighten in awareness after he softly touched her. Her eyes darkened as she nodded wordlessly. Marcus always made her breathless when he looked at her like he wanted to eat her.

Katie slowly undid her school blouse that she was still wearing after the encounter in the transfiguration classroom. She shrugged it off her shoulders as she leaned on her knees on the bed.

“No bra,” asked Marcus huskily as he trailed the back of his hand over her left nipple.

“You said no bra,” said Katie with a soft moan.

“You have such sensitive nipples,” said Marcus softly as he ran a fingertip around the edge of Katie’s hardening tips. “You love it when I touch, lick or do anything to them.”

“Yes,” said Katie helplessly. Marcus was right. He knew her body like the back of his hand. Her hands dropped to her skirt as she undid the zipper and pulled it off. She was bare underneath because he had taken her pants.

“Take off the knee socks,” said Marcus with heavy lidded eyes. He ran a possessive hand over her thigh and stroked the soft skin. Finally Katie was nude except for the necklace as she kneeled on the bed. Her face was flushed and she was softly panting.

“Is the door locked?” said Katie with a sudden gasp as she realized that the bed curtains were wide open.

“No,” said Marcus quietly.

“Marcus, anyone could come in,” gasped Katie.

“I know,” said Marcus simply. “Don’t worry, no one ever comes into my room without knocking first.”

“But I’m naked,” protested Katie with her cheeks red. Her heart was accelerating as well.

“Exciting isn’t it?” asked Marcus with an arched eyebrow.

“I – I don’t – Yes,” admitted Katie.

“Undress me,” commanded Marcus. He watched with hooded eyes as Katie pulled his clothes off with slightly clumsy hands. He didn’t help her in any way. When she had finally shimmied his trousers and boxers off, Marcus smiled at her.

“Good girl,” purred Marcus. “Now reach into the table beside you and take out the amber flask.”

Katie pulled the amber flask out of the table and looked at Marcus expectantly. She eyed his relaxed nude body with hungry eyes.
“Such an obedient slave,” said Marcus as he turned on his stomach. “I need a massage. My back muscles got a workout today.”

Katie poured some oil on her palms and tentatively touched his muscled back. The smell of sandalwood rose up from the oil as her hands and his body heat warmed it up. Katie closed her eyes as she kneaded and stroked the hard planes of Marcus’s back and neck. Her hands eventually drifted lower until she was massaging his backside. She kneaded and caressed his thighs and calves making sure she got enough oil on his body. Her heart was pounding and her thighs were wet with need. His body was such a work of art.

“Now,” said Marcus huskily as he turned around. “My front.” He reined in his impulse to grab Katie by her waist and impale her. Her hands were driving him mad.

Katie eyed his stiff erection greedily. She reached down and massaged his calves and thighs with strong oily fingers but her eyes never left his now throbbing red penis. Her eyes snapped up when he spoke again.

“Now my slave girl,” said Marcus. “My chest.”

Katie moaned in disappointment. She leaned over Marcus to pour some more oil on his chest and kneaded it into his pectoral muscles with hard strokes. Then her hands dropped to his stomach as she caressed the oil into each groove in his sculpted abdomen. By now, Katie was audibly panting. Her oily trembling hands followed the soft black hair slowly down his torso into his groin. She stroked the base of his hard penis softly.

“Massage me with this,” groaned out Marcus as he slipped a finger into her soft and extremely wet pussy as she kneeled over him.

Katie swung a long leg over Marcus’s glistening body with a moan. She was trembling with passion as she impaled herself on him. She had rocked back and forth against his erection for only a few moments when she came with a keening cry. Marcus felt her contract in waves against his throbbing penis and tightly grasped her thighs. When Katie collapsed against his oily chest, Marcus grasped her waist and flipped her over onto her back.

Minutes later, Katie’s dazed eyes fluttered open and looked into his passion glazed dark ones as he pounded into her body with hard fast thrusts. Katie wrapped her arms around his neck and moaned.

“Hmmm,” groaned Katie. “Please.”

“Please what?” growled Marcus.

“Please fuck me Marcus,” begged Katie. “Harder.”

“Yes,” groaned out Marcus as he slammed himself into her.

“Please master,” panted Katie.

“Say that again,” demanded Marcus.

“Please master,” panted Katie as she arched her back. “Fuck me.”

Marcus groaned as she talked dirty and begged him again to fuck her harder. He began a series of hard deep thrusts. The entire bed creaked with the force of their vigorous lovemaking. Moments later, he forced every inch of his erection deep inside her with a shout as he came in hot long spurts. He thrust into her again and again as his semen spurted into her sheath. Finally, Marcus collapsed on top of her spent panting body. He slightly remembered her screaming with pleasure when he started to come inside her.

Many minutes later, Marcus rolled off of her body with a satisfied sigh.

“Katie,” whispered Marcus.

“Yes master,” said Katie with her eyes still closed.

“The door still isn’t locked,” said Marcus.

“Merlin,” said Katie as she shifted so she could rest her head on his chest. “I don’t care right now if hippogriffs come through the door.”

Marcus groped for his wand and put the wards up then closed the bed curtains.

“Expecting someone,” asked Katie sleepily.

“No,” yawned Marcus. ”I don’t want anyone else seeing my harem girl.”

“We need a shower,” said Katie as her eyes closed.

“Later,” said Marcus as he fell asleep with Katie wrapped in his arms.

Later that night in The Slytherin dungeons:

“Why does your room smell like sandalwood Adrian,” asked a slightly drunk Alicia Spinnet.

“I don’t care,” said Adrian with a cocky grin after he disabled the wards. “I finally persuaded you into my lair of sin.”

“You caught me at a weak moment,” rejoined Alicia.

“What were you doing at the Hog Head Pub in the first place,” asked Adrian with a gleam in his eye. “I thought Gryffindors stuck to the Three Broomsticks.”

“A dare,” said Alicia airily as she sat down on the couch.

Adrian sat down right beside her and whispered in her ear. “I have a dare for you Miss Spinnet,” said Adrian flirtatiously. He ran a hand down her dusky skin as he smiled.

“I’ve got one for you Pucey,” said Alicia with a small grin.

“What is it?” asked Pucey with a blink.

“Take me to bed,” said Alicia impulsively as she leaned in and kissed him. Adrian was blinking with surprise on the couch after she lifted her mouth.

“You read my mind,” purred Adrian a second later. He pulled Alicia up by the hand and backed her towards his bed.

“I like girls that know what they want,” purred Adrian as he stripped Alicia of her clothes before she could change her mind.

“Take your clothes off,” ordered Alicia as she leaned back on her hands. “I want to see that body I’ve been dreaming about all these years.”

“Why not,” said Adrian as he rapidly threw off clothing. His eyes were fixed on her chest. “I’m finally seeing those big beautiful breasts; I have only felt in passing.”

Alicia stroked her breast after he said this with a small smile on her face. Adrian groaned and pounced on her.

He gathered up her breasts in his hands and buried his face in her cleavage. His hot seeking mouth sucked and lightly nipped her nipples as he squeezed and stroked her large breasts over and over again until she was panting with need. Their nude bodies were pressed together in a tangle of legs and arms.

“You are so hard,” whispered Alicia as she caressed his erection with warm fingers.

“The first time,” said Adrian with a tight smile. “Is going to be hard and fast Miss Spinnet. We will go slow later.”

“Later,” gasped Alicia as his powerful thighs parted her legs with a swift gesture.

“Oh yes,” said Adrian as he plunged inside her. “I have every intention of fucking you senseless tonight.”

“Ohhhh,” moaned Alicia as she grasped his shoulders.

“You are so hot and wet for me,” groaned Adrian.

As Adrian plunged into her body with slick hot strokes, Alicia tightened her legs around his waist and arched her hips up to meet his downward jabs. Her fingers tightened around his arms as he drove into her over and over again until she stiffened underneath him. He still drove inside her hard triggering an intense orgasm for Alicia. She screamed his name.

Adrian panted and drove his erection into Alicia’s body with hard deep strokes. He watched her writhe under him then took his pleasure swiftly in lightening fast strokes. He relaxed his weight onto her soft body and buried his face in her soft bountiful breasts with a sigh of contentment. Alicia’s hands came up to hold his head against her chest as she fell asleep.

Adrian sleepily reflected that today was not such a bad day after all.