Echoes of the Soul

Severus lifted Hermione’s wand and scourgified her breasts quickly. He pushed her back onto the bed and crawled up her body until his face was above hers. Brushing her hair from her face, he bent and pressed his lips to hers lightly, feeling her smile beneath his lips. He took advantage of her parted lips and dipped his tongue into her wet mouth. Her tongue rose to meet his and they jousted for a long while, sharing an intimate kiss. Hermione could feel Severus hardening against her thigh and she twisted her legs a little, trapping his length between his stomach and her thigh and pushing firmly against him.



Severus growled and plunged his tongue more firmly into Hermione’s mouth, moving his hand to her crotch. With a swift movement he inserted two fingers deep inside and Hermione bucked as he massaged her g-spot firmly. She began to gasp beneath his mouth and with no warning he withdrew his fingers and thrust his throbbing cock deep within her tight little pussy, shouting his possession of her.



Hermione cried out as he stretched her to her limit, the head of his cock pushing hard against her cervix. Severus grabbed her wrists and pushed her arms above her head before bending to take a firm erect nipple in his mouth. He bit her and Hermione cried out with pain, until a trickle of moisture ran over his embedded cock and down her thigh. The pleasure she felt when he removed his teeth made her whimper and Severus smirked. He was starting to see that the witch liked it rough. He could give her rough.

Raising himself on his arms he pushed his crotch deeply against hers and looked at her, eyes closed, panting as her pussy tightened around him convulsively. He glanced down at her beautiful breasts, rising and falling in time with her breathing and he growled in the back of his throat. This witch was his. But she hadn’t always been. He knew she was no virgin and the thought that someone else had taken her enflamed him.



‘Who deflowered you, witch?’ He spat at her roughly, grinding his hardness against her cervix and causing such pain that Hermione began to weep a little.



‘It doesn’t matter, Severus….’ She gasped, her eyes flying open and staring in shock at the fierce look in his eyes.



Severus withdrew himself a little and Hermione cried out.’ No…please…fuck me, Severus.’ She needed him back inside her.



‘If you want me to fuck you, witch…tell me who it was!’ He was feeling jealous now,

his dick throbbing as he felt the need to claim her again and again and ruin her for other men. His eyes were dark as he though of her writing on the end of another mans cock. He bent and licked her nipples then bit hard, marking her a little as she whimpered again.



‘No…Severus, please….’ He was scaring her a little but she was secretly enjoying it.



She could see the jealousy on his face and it made her feel protected…and horny.

Gods, she wanted him to fuck her senseless.



‘If you don’t tell me, witch, I will find out for myself, with or without your approval.’ He glared into her eyes and she knew he meant it.



‘It was Ron Weasley…’ she whispered and closed her eyes. Why she was embarrassed to tell him she didn’t know but she knew he would be displeased. He always hated Ron.



Severus slammed into her so hard the bed started to creak. ‘NO!’ He growled. Not the runt Weasley? Severus saw red and it wasn’t Ron’s hair.



‘Tell me witch…did he make you scream like this?’ Severus hissed at her and slammed over and over into her with such force Hermione couldn’t answer him. Her pussy was on fire and she came hard, screaming his name, her orgasm so intense it was all she could do to keep breathing. Severus didn’t let up. He would fuck the memory of Weasley out of her so hard, she wouldn’t remember her own name, let alone his.



‘Tell me who is the better fuck, witch… Tell me!’ He rammed down onto her with all of his weight, his cock throbbing intensely and they felt the bed collapse and slide to the floor. Severus didn’t miss a stroke and the fact the bed was on the floor gave him a firmer foundation as he hammered into her like a pile driver. Hermione was a mess, orgasm after orgasm ripping through her until she lay beneath him life a limp rag doll, her pussy so wet he was slipping into her with ease.



‘Who is the better fuck…? ’He shouted at her and she gazed up at him, her eyes dropping, and her mouth open with exhaustion.



‘You are…you are the better fuck, Severus…’ she whispered.



Severus’s eyes rolled up in his head as he felt his orgasm building and his balls tightening sweetly as they slapped against her buttocks.



‘Louder, witch…. Say it louder.’ He paused for a split second and drove himself home as Hermione bucked her fourth orgasm fiercely beneath him.



‘It’s you Severus!’ She screamed out with pleasure ‘It will always be you!’



‘Yessss!!!’ Severus shouted out and cried incoherently. ‘Fuck!!! Oh fuck!!’



He yelled and his cock exploded inside her tight sheath, thick jets of come hitting her cervix as he pushed himself as deep as he could into her, pulsing as his cock throbbed, his legs shaking and trembling.



Severus collapsed on top of Hermione and felt her wracking sobs as she trembled beneath him. He felt complete and wrapped her in his arms, pulling her close and holding her until her tears stopped and her breathing became calm. He gently rolled off her and they gazed at each other in silence for a long time.



Severus gently stroked her face and smiled a little. ‘Did I hurt you?’ he asked.



Hermione smiled at him. ‘Only in a good way. I think my bed suffered more…’ she giggled and Severus laughed with her.



‘Let’s get some sleep, Severus. Hold me…please…’ Hermione’s eyes were glassy with tears and shone with love for this man who made her feel so incredible.



Severus smiled at her and pulled her close as she turned to snuggle her bottom against his crotch. Severus pulled the covers over her and wrapped his arms around her waist tightly.



Hermione closed her eyes and smiled, then let out a stifled laugh.



‘What’s so funny, witch…’Severus murmured, sleep starting to take him over.



‘I was just making a mental note to say Ron’s name more often….’ She laughed.



‘Shut up, witch.’ Severus growled. ‘ Or it wont be sleep you’ll be getting…’ he started to grind his hardening cock against her buttocks and Hermione gasped.



‘Ok ok…I’m sleeping…’ she whispered.



Severus smiled to himself as they drifted off to sleep…..and shared a new dream.





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OK...enough with the sex already...just a last lemon for now, wont be about for a couple of days. Please review.