Le Frère de Sang

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GENERAL DISCLAIMER - I do not own Harry Potter or Anita Blake Vampire Hunter, and I do not make any money from these writings.

NOTES ON THE CHAPTER - This chapter, I feel, makes up for the last chapter being so dull and grey and blue (don‘t ask me why but the last chapter reminds me of those two colours). If I had to put a colour to this chapter…well I’m going to stick with red and some pink. When I planned this chapter I had just planned for a quiet night in……it didn’t end up that way though.

WARNING: GRAPHIC scenes. No I mean it, I think these are probably my most GRAPHIC scenes to date!

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“Harry? Harry are you in here? Harry?” I sighed and shut the book I was reading. Micah really did have perfect timing. I’d just finished the last page detailing the glamour charm in my possession. I’d studied all my books for the last few days and taken notes but from the looks of things the glamour charm could only offer Asher a way to look like he had always used to look. Should someone touch him they would know immediately that his appearance didn’t match his body.

“I‘m in the bedroom Micah!” I yelled down to him and heard him start climbing the stairs. I waved my hand sending all my things back into my trunk and my trunk to a hiding place under the bed. The bedroom door opened and I turned from where I was sat on the floor.

“Harry…” Micah frowned, glancing around the room before eyeing me curiously. “What‘re you doing on the floor?”

“Well I was doing some research but I finished it just as you came through the door so I sent it all to its rightful place again.” I grinned and climbed to my feet. I moved over to him and leaned up to press my lips to his. He could perhaps provide me with a distraction from my failure. “Welcome back.”

“Hmm. I‘m not sure I like the welcome though.” I frowned at him pulling back slightly before I noticed his teasing and was slammed back against his body. He smirked down at me and let his lips linger only millimetres from mine. “Lets work on the greeting for a bit shall we?”

“Humph…” He pressed against me and all my words fled for a moment. As his hands began wandering I pulled back and grinned at him. Was he ever not that horny? “That‘s more like the entertainment than the greeting.”

Micah grinned and kissed me again pulling back only to whisper some things. “Well it‘s all one in the same.”

Eventually we pulled back from the kiss and Micah pulled back putting some space between us. I don’t know whether he sensed the fact my heart wasn’t entirely in it or whether there was something wrong with him. My empathy was closed up and I didn’t want to lower my shields just to find out whether there was something wrong or not.

“So…you here for anything in particular?” Micah shrugged slightly at my question.

“Not really, just to spend time with you. I know Asher won‘t be here tonight because he‘s with Jean-Claude and Anita. I didn‘t particularly want to do whatever it was the pard had decided on doing tonight so I thought I‘d come and see you. Is that okay?” I wasn’t sure what to feel to that. He wasn’t inclined to go anywhere else because they all sounded like bad ideas so he came to me, it was like I was a last resort. On the other hand it could also mean that I was the most interesting option and he dismissed any other option in favour of being with me.

“Uh…” Micah must have read something on my face because he jerked slightly and rushed on talking.

“There was nothing keeping me from being here tonight, nothing to stop me coming. Nothing was required of me, all my obligations for the day fulfilled so I thought I‘d come here and see you.” I felt better for hearing that. I smiled at him.

“Hm. So, you eaten yet tonight? What would you like to do with your free time and me this evening hm?”

“Well, if it‘s okay with you I visited the rental store on the way here and picked up various DVD’s we could watch.”

“Sounds good.” I nodded. “Would you like some food?”

“I‘d love some, that food you cooked then left for the pard was wonderful.”

I wondered into the kitchen and grabbed a steak from the fridge, shoving it on the pan on full heat for a few seconds before turning it over. Cooking meat blue wasn’t my favourite thing to do but Micah and the other weres enjoyed blue meat. I’d have some of it otherwise I’d let Micah eat it all. I summoned some veg from the fridge and set about cutting them up into sticks. After I’d put some dips on a tray, crisps into a bowl and the meat on a plate with two sets of cutlery I walked back into the lounge where Micah was sat on the floor leaning back against the sofa.

“Comfortable?”

“Yeah…oh, that meat smells so nice.” I rolled my eyes grinning. Typical. He saw me and smacked me lightly around the head. I put the tray down and sat next to him. He cut the meat into squares quickly and pierced one square with his fork before showing the bloody and red meat into his mouth.

“Mmm.” God that sound just goes straight through me. Arousal washed through me briefly and Micah’s nostrils twitched. He shot me an amused look and I looked away heat rushing to my cheeks.

“Don‘t make fun of me!” I demanded and grabbed a carrot stick to nibble on.

“I didn’t say anything!”

“No, but you were thinking it.” I argued not looking at him.

“No I wasn‘t!” He protested, but there was laughter in his voice.

“Yes you were.” I reached out and poked a finger into his side making him jerk with a rather unmanly sound.

“Oi! How would you even know what I was thinking! You can‘t read my mind at the moment!” I grinned at him and poked him again.

“I didn‘t need to be able to read your mind to know what you were thinking. I just know you too well.” He raised an eyebrow and leaned closer to me, his body now facing mine. He rested his forearm against my shoulder, his hand somewhere behind my back. He leaned in, lips just centimetres from mine.

“Oh really? And do you know what I‘m thinking now?” I shook my head with a little laugh. He leaned forwards and pressed his lips lightly to mine. “I‘m thinking that you would be far better entertainment than the DVD.”

“Oh ho ho really?” I wrapped one arm around his shoulders and ran my other hand through his hair. “Well, I‘d love to entertain you but if you don‘t eat all of that steak then you aren‘t getting any entertainment from me!”

“Hm. Two tasty pieces of meat in one evening, I am so lucky. If Asher were here I‘d have three, but it can‘t be helped.” Well that was almost a downer on the evening…or it would have been if Micah hadn’t taken another mouthful of meat and moaned again. I shut my eyes, the sound having the same reaction as before.

When I opened my eyes again I saw Micah smirking at me. I scowled, he moaned again and I shifted my legs, bringing the one nearest him up to hide my rising anatomy. He grinned at me.

“Fine, you want to tease me? Go right ahead.” I crossed my arms and glared at him. He smirked and took another bite of meat. I sent small tendrils of magic over to him. I wanted them to brush over him, warm him then leave him cold, fill him with tingles. No sooner had my magic touched him did he snap his eyes open and stare at me, his body giving a small shudder.

“Harry…” I smirked at him and reached out to get a cucumber stick. I dipped it in a creamy white sauce and bit into it. I just finished the piece of cucumber when the sound of a plate hitting something hard hit my ears. I looked over and saw the plate of meat completely finished off and pushed back along with the rest of the food. I shot a look over at Micah but he had risen to his knees right in front of me. I bent my head back so I could see his face.

“Micah…did you just scoff all that meat?” I asked, trying in vain to ignore all the heat running through my body.

“It isn‘t nice to tease.”

“Hypocrite!” I gasped out at him. He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me sideways so I fell onto my side against the floor. I twisted around so I lay on my back and stared up at Micah. He walked on his knees between my legs and pressed his hand against the sofa giving it a hard push. It skidded across the floor and nearly hit the wall. I gaped up at him then caught sight of what he wasn’t bothering to hide. He was nearly fully erect inside his trousers.

“Oh.” Micah laughed slightly and grabbed my knees hoisting them up until my feet were flat against the floor. Then he started yanking my trousers off. Gods, isn’t he impatient! His hand grabbed my boxers and pulled them off too leaving me bare from the waist down as Micah snatched my socks off as he finally got rid of my trousers, tossing them to the sofa. He smirked at me and snatched the bottom of his shirt tearing it upwards and out of his trousers. Then he, almost violently, undid his trousers freeing himself from his underwear in the same moment. He stood up to get his trousers from his feet, also tossing his shoes across the room.

When he looked at me then it was like a predator stalking his prey. I felt a rush of excitement and arousal flood through me again. I pushed myself up so I was sitting up and I scrambled backwards with a grin. He raised an eyebrow at me and I raised on back in challenge. He fell to his hands and knees ready to crawl forwards like the leopard he was. I saw his muscles tense ready for something. It was now or never. I threw myself over on to my stomach and onto my feet and made a dash for the door wearing naught but my shirt.

I heard a growl from behind me and laughed loudly not looking forwards just continuing to run. I made it to the stairs and was half way up when hands wrapped around my waist and a body pressed against me from behind. We fell against the stairs, the corner of one stair digging into my chest, the bottom of another raking across my arousal. I could feel all of Micah’s muscle pressing down against my, his chest to my back, his arousal to my arse, his thighs to the backs of mine. He felt wonderful.

A nose pressed against my neck and I tilted my head to the side. Micah chuckled then I felt his mouth open wide against my skin. His blunt teeth pressed hard against my skin and my eyes flew wide, pain spasming through me as he bit down hard.

“Micah!” The teeth left and a tongue danced around the abused skin on my neck. It looped around again and again then lips pressed there and I tensed expecting another bite. He just kissed and sucked lightly against my skin. His hips moved and his arousal was pushed a little harder against me. I jerked and my arousal scrapped against the carpet. Was it possible to get carpet burns on your cock? It must be…damn! “MICAH!”

“Heh.” Micah had ground his hips against me again and his hand had reached around me to grasp my arousal and pump. I shuddered against him, all the blood in my body rushing south. I felt slightly dizzy at the speed it left. A hand slipped under my chin and turned it around. I looked at Micah, his eyes alight with arousal, lust and love all swirling around. He bent down and pressed his lips to mine overpowering me into opening my eyes and just submitting. I opened my mouth to him and reached up to hold his hand as he held my chin into the kiss. His hips ground against me again and I felt pressure against my entrance. I shuddered and pulled back from the kiss gasping. I reached a hand back and took his arousal in it. I moved him so he wasn’t pressing against that part of me and instead moved him so he was between my legs touching the underside of my arousal. My muscles clenched and I shuddered again, this time more out of arousal than anything else.

“I wouldn‘t have done that to you Harry, not yet.” Micah whispered and I felt fingers run down my hole. I nodded, meting his eyes again. He leaned down and pressed another kiss to my mouth, open lipped and hot. Then pushed his head back against my neck and licking over the bite mark. It felt bruised and sore but his tongue was hot and when the cold air met the saliva he’d left against my skin it made goose bumps appear.

“Mmm…” I leaned my forehead against the highes stair, pressing my back against him, arching slightly to push myself into contact with him more. Micah licked the underside of my earlobe. Then his teeth nipped lightly.

“Close your legs Harry, close them and clench them shut.” Wouldn’t that hurt him? His arousal was between my legs. I turned my head and frowned at him. He just licked up the bite mark on my neck and growled at me. “Just do it.”

I nodded and clenched my legs shut hard. Micah groaned and I was about to release my leg muscles when his hips pulled back then pushed forwards hard. I gasped and buckled beneath him and he moaned loudly, the sound vibrating through my chest and body. My arousal was so hard I felt like I was going to burst.

“Micah!” I choked out. He thrust again, his cock pistoned beneath mine. I gasped and moaned, wiggling a bit at the pleasure. Micah growled and pushed forwards hard, friction giving both of us pleasure. I lifted my hips trying to get the tip of my arousal off the carpet, the scratch of the carpet becoming uncomfortable despite being nearly overwhelmed by the pleasure. Micah growled again and pressed me down. “Ah! The carpet! Micah it‘s…”

“Hm…” Both his hands grasped my hips and lifted, the strength he lifted me with shooting me up higher. When he pressed me down again I wasn’t touching the carpet with my arousal but I had to support myself on my feet rather than on my knees. He thrust forwards hard again, lunging forwards so I nearly crashed into the floor.

“Gods!”

“Better?” I turned my head to try to see him and obligingly he lead down over my back and kissed me hard, his thrust once again hard and rough.

“Oh god yes!” I gasped out and he lunged forwards again. He drew back almost immediately then pushed back once more. He sped up his thrusts, his arousal still clenched between my thighs and pressing against my own. He groaned and rotated his hips at the end of a thrust then pulled back hard again and pushed. I cried out and slammed a hand on the stair when his fingers grabbed my arousal and held on tight, almost too tight. He pumped in complete timing with his thrusts and I shuddered, cried and hit the floor. I wiggled and pushed back, pleasure consuming me. He pressed down further, his weight stopping my thrashing and adding more pleasure.

“I can‘t…I‘m gonna…Micah I…” I broke off with a low moan, throwing my head back colliding the back of my skull with his shoulder. He pressed his face into my neck again and pressed his tongue hard against the bite. Pleasure exploded, behind my eyes white stars zoomed forwards. Heat, fire hot, raced through my body and I barely felt Micah behind me speed up to a frenzied state. I threw my magic out, wrapping it around him, wanting him to feel the same as I did. Something hit my stomach and chest and Micah’s body froze behind me.

I moaned and let my head fall forwards again onto the stair. The hands gripping me and holding my hips up left and a heavy body pressed me down against the stairs. I could feel bruises forming. I could feel Micah softening. I could feel sweat trickling down my back and soaking into my shirt, in my hair and in my face. I could feel my magic sparking in the air. I pulled it back to me, from the air and from Micah. Micah groaned and moved to the side slightly so his legs were still against mine but so that his head was next to mine. I turned to look at him. He looked completely sated, there was fire in his eyes still and sweat in his hair and on his skin but he looked sated and satisfied and…happy.

“You know I love you but…next time we do this, lets not do it on the stairs.” I stared then burst out laughing. He grinned at me and pulled his body off mine moving to sit on the stairs.

“Hm. I think I‘ve got carpet burns.” I rolled over and looked down at my top. There was evidence of my come and Micah’s over my shirt and on my thighs I could also see come. I lifted my legs and hips and saw more come on the stairs. I groaned slightly and was about to call my magic to clean everything up when I remembered Micah. “Hey, I need to clean this. Can you wait for me in the lounge? Because I am really not up for another round just yet.”

Micah laughed and ran a hand through my hair pulling me to him for a kiss. This was a soft kiss, barely open at all. When he pulled away he ran his fingers across my lips.

“I‘ll be in the lounge waiting for you then.” I nodded and he left, I watched his ass as he left. I wonder if it excites Asher and Micah to see my ass, like it begins to excite me to see theirs. I stood up and cringed as come dribbled down me, it didn’t exactly feel nice, it felt dirty though how it turned up was mind blowing in a good way. I cast two cleaning charms, one on me and one on the stairs, then went after Micah. I found him laid out on the sofa completely naked now, his shirt discarded on the floor.

“What…happened to your shirt?” I asked, staring between him and his top. I’m not complaining but…well…

“I figured there was no point in getting dressed and having just a top on made me feel stupid so I took it off.” I nodded slowly and moved over to him. He grinned. “Why don‘t you take off your top and come and sit down so we can watch this film huh?”

He opened his legs and patted the space between indicating that he wanted me to sit there. I grinned at him and peeled my shirt off and then moved over to sit where he told me to. He pulled me to lie against his chest and gave a deliberate lick to the bite on my neck. I whined slightly.

“Micah…”

“Hm…looks like you‘re going to be wearing high necked tops for a while then huh?”

“Pfft. What happened, you channel Asher or something?”

“No.” He snorted. “Just making sure you knew your place and who you belonged to.”

“Oh?” I raised an eyebrow at him and he fiddled with the remote to get the DVD to play. “So I‘m a possession now?”

“Nope, but you are territory. My territory.” I rolled my eyes at him and kissed his jaw.

“Well at least you didn‘t mark your territory like other animals mark theirs.” Micah laughed and rubbed a hand up and down my chest and stomach.

“No, I didn‘t do that but I‘d say coming on you comes pretty close wouldn‘t you say?” I slapped his arm and laughed. The film started then and I settled down to watch.

Half way through the film I was bored. It just wasn’t my kind of film. Aliens trying to take over the world just doesn’t do it for me, besides which the shape of their heads and their noses, or lack thereof, reminded me too much of Voldemort. Micah seemed to be enjoying it though, he laughed at the jokes and his eyes were fixed avidly on the screen. What to do then? I didn’t really want to keep watching, so my choices were either leave or sleep. If I left Micah would stop watching so I suppose sleep was really my only option. I just…could I fall asleep lying on Micah like this? Could I even will myself to sleep? I sighed and closed my eyes determined to try.

“You don‘t like the film do you.” I snapped my eyes open and turned my head to look at Micah. He was watching me with a small smile. So much for me not disturbing him.

“Not really no. The aliens look too much like Voldemort and just…aliens don‘t do it for me anyway.” Micah nodded. “I didn‘t want to stop you watching though, it looks like you were enjoying it.”

“Well, I quite like films with aliens in. But if you give me a better alternative I might be persuaded to turn it off.” A better alternative…I felt heat fill my face. He means sex. I suppose…well…I could do that I suppose.

“Hm…” I pushed myself off him slightly so I could turn to face him. I felt rather awkward but it would give me something to do besides fall asleep or watch that rubbish film. I scanned down Micah’s body. I didn’t exactly know where he was sensitive. In all of the sex Micah, Asher and I have had, either in pairs or as a triumvirate, I don’t always play an active part. They always do most of the work, seduce me, and I mostly just submit. I didn’t know what turned them on, except for my magic, but they knew me and could handle me as if I was an instrument they had mastery over.

I know where I am sensitive, what turns me on, so I suppose the first place I should start is all of those places. I looked back at Micah’s face again and he looked back evenly. I opened my empathy to him so I could feel what he felt. So far he felt so full of love, warm and all consuming heat that blooms from the chest and stomach and then spreads out over your body. That alone filled me with some confidence. He loved me…this would be a chance to show him that I love him too. There was also an undercurrent of excitement, a sort of buzz that fizzes. Another emotion was lust, it wasn’t at the forefront, it simmered in the background like a volcano ready to blast but at the moment just building and bubbling.

“Hm.” I leaned down and pressed my lips lightly to his. Very lightly, not intrusive just a light touch. I pulled back then pressed again slightly harder, pulled back, pressed back. I pulled back once more then pressed my lips to his and swiped my tongue over his lips. He made to open his mouth and I pulled back giving him a little grin before I slid my body down. I felt his slight disappointment that came and went in a flash being replaced by a slight eruption of lust as I blew slightly on his nipple. It was erect and hard already and I pressed my lips to it lightly doing the same to his nipple as I had done to his lips. I kissed the pulled back, kissed then pulled back. Eventually, after he’d groaned slightly, I gave him a lick and rolled the nipple beneath the tip of my tongue. He hissed then hummed appreciation.

“Tease.”

“Yep, I take after you.”

“I never did this.”

“No but I bet you wanted to.” I smirked at him, more confidence in my voice than I had in my actions. Micah laughed and held my head to his chest. I licked his nipple again then fastened my lips around it sucking and licking at the same time. Micah moaned in appreciation again and the lust I felt in him bubbled more. He raised his groin and pressed it against me rolling and grinding his hips. I could feel him hardening against me. I grinned around the nipple and pulled back. His hand tried to push me back but I moved down his body kissing and licking his skin as I went. He carded his hand through my hair and spread it over his chest like it was a blanket, smoothing it against him. I’d have to keep growing my hair if he liked it.

I reached his belly button and remembered how when Asher licked mine I’d felt more arousal. I licked around Micah’s, twisting my tongue to trace the ring. I pulled back slightly, flicked my hair back from Micah so it was against my back in heavy strings. I saw Micah smile at me. I looked back to his skin and dipped my tongue into his belly button. His muscles tensed. I pulled back and circled the outside once more before dipping in again.

“Oh Harry.”

“Hm?” I looked up and he just smiled.

“Don‘t stop, you‘re beautiful.” I nodded slightly.

“Am I doing it okay?” Micah grinned and nodded, running his hand over my head and hair.

“More than okay. Keep going.” I nodded again and pressed a kiss to his belly button. I moved a hand to his nipple, the one I hadn’t played with yet and brushed it, tweaked it and tickled around it. I looked down Micah’s body, where else could I turn my attention to? Or should I go up again? I felt Micah’s arousal against my stomach. Could I? I’d seen Asher do it to him…but could I? The thought almost makes me shudder. What Blaise said put me off completely but then…Micah and Asher hadn’t disliked it. In fact Micah had enjoyed it and Asher looked pleased with it. From Asher’s memories I knew he enjoyed having it done to him. But…I never…I could try I suppose…

I slid my body lower, kissing a trail down Micah’s abdomen. My nerves began to flutter badly inside me, like I was filled with winged things that were beating against the inside of my skin. My heart pumped loudly and hard, whacking against my ribs. The arousal I had begun to get waned slightly as my nerves got to me. Micah’s arousal was just there next to my cheek now, nearly completely erect. Could I put it in my mouth? Could I even get it near my mouth? Was what Blaise said true? Was it really dirty and shouldn’t be done? Should I take his word for it? It couldn’t be that revolting for him to have done it in the first place…I shut my eyes.

I felt love still, warmth impossible to fight against not that I’d want to. It settled my nerves, sent calm through me. The lust and excitement almost brought my nerves back but Micah’s love, pure love, filled me and gave me sanity from the nerves. I’d give it a go. Not to see if Blaise was right, not to see if it was like Asher remembered, not to see if it could be good or bad. I’d do it because I loved Micah and because Micah loved me. That’s why I’d try it.

I moved and gave Micah’s arousal a tentative lick at the end. The skin tasted salty and strange but it wasn’t disgusting. Micah jerked beneath me and his arousal twitched. I heard Micah gasp my name and was almost tempted to look up at him only…only that might make me loose my nerve. The spike of lust that went through him heated, bubbling furiously like lava our of the crater. The love became impossibly hot in him. I gave him another lick, it all spiked again, I licked once more. Then I moved and licked up the length of it before kissing the top.

“Oh god Harry!” Micah groaned and I felt hands running through my hair. I licked again bottom till tip. I ran my tongue in a strange pattern, wiggling and ‘s’ing up the side of his arousal until I reached the tip again. Then I circled my tongue around it, like I’d done with Micah’s nipple and belly button. I circled again and again then broke the circle with a hard lick before circling again. The saltiness increased but there was another taste that came to the forefront of my mind. It tasted so incredibly of Micah. It wasn’t the same taste as the rest of him, no, but it tasted like him.

I kissed the tip once more before pushing myself forwards again and wrapping my lips around the tip. I could feel the muscles in Micah’s body strain as if it took a lot of resolve not to do something. I licked again then sucked hard. His arousal slipped more into my mouth as I sucked and I kept sucking taking more and more until I couldn’t any more because it was too big and I’d choke. I pulled back still sucking then went down again, then up. I heard Micah choke and cry out. I hear my name and God’s name. I heard him moan and whimper. I heard him enjoy it. I smiled around him and sucked again. It wasn’t so bad, it wasn’t revolting…it wasn’t sickening. It was not wonderful, not by any means, but it wasn’t horrible. And knowing Micah enjoyed it ruined any feelings of dislike I had anyway.

“God Harry!”

I pulled my lips away and licked up his arousal again, teasing all the skin with my tongue. Micah ran his hand harder through my hair and I licked and licked. Eventually I sucked hard again on the tip sliding him in and out of my mouth. I hear Micah moan again and his hand grasped my hair tugging me gently up. I took my mouth from him and frowned, was I not doing it right after all then? Micah tugged me up his body and I met his eyes. His eyes were bright, flaming and filled with light. He was flushed and panting.

“Harry…” He murmured and crunched his lips against mine. I gasped at the hard kiss and gripped his shoulders. His body jerked beneath mine once then again and I was flipped on my back with Micah lying over me pressing his arousal into mine. “You are incredibly! I never…never expected you to do that…”

“I…I love you.” I panted to him and he kissed me again hard stealing all my breath and my ability to talk. When he pulled away he scattered kisses over my face and neck. I breathed and tried to regain my coherency. “I…I wanted to show you how much I…I wanted to do that for you…I love…”

“God I love you too. You were wonderful. You couldn‘t be more incredible Harry.” He pressed his lips to mine again and again. I opened my mouth and turned my head to get the best angles. He moved, changing how he’d kiss me, moved his head from one direction to the next his tongue invading all the time. “I love you. I love you.”

“Uh! Ah! I love you…” I breathed to him and kissed him again.

“Can we…can I…do you have lubricant?” He whispered kissing and sucking on my skin and lips.

“Mm. I‘ll…ah! I‘ll summon it.” Micah nodded and I sent out a tendril of magic to summon the tube of lubricant from the bedroom. It wailed through the air and Micah snatched it when he sensed it approaching. He popped the cap and squeezed some onto his fingers.

“I wanna…I‘m gonna…is it okay if…” I nodded and gripped his face kissing him. “Raise your leg for me then.”

I moved my legs from beneath him and raised one up. He pushed it right up so it was on his shoulder. I made a sound, I didn’t know I bent like that, and raised my other leg to relieve some of the pressure on my back.

“Will you let me show you how much I love you? Let me give you pleasure?” I nodded and wrapped my arms tighter around his neck. He kissed my neck, kissing and licking the same side he put the bite mark on. I pressed kiss after kiss to his skin. When he pressed the first finger in I felt his love flare and I shuddered pushing back as best as I could onto his finger. I let my mind bathe in his love, the warm heat now so hot it was nearly unbearable but because it was love it could be held no matter its heat.

Micah’s finger pushed right in as far as it could go then twisted and wiggled, hooked and thrust. I gaped and gasped finally pulling back and trying to kiss him through the pleasure. His lips fastened against mine and I could feel his arousal. I choked out something that sounded very similar to a sob. Micah’s finger withdrew then two were inside me. I cried out clinging to him and kissing him as hard as I could though he still overpowered everything and dominated me. I reached between us and blindly grasped at him. I finally found his arousal and I wrapped my hand around him. I don’t know whether I’d done this before but I was doing it now. He wouldn’t be the only one to give pleasure now. I pumped and felt his fingers start to thrust in and our of me in time with my pumping him. I choked and pulled back from the kiss, squeezing my eyes shut. The feel of his arousal in my hand and the feel of his fingers inside me mingled together. He found my pleasure spot and I know I screamed, I know I did.

“I‘m so close Harry. Yes…mm…please…” I gasped and threw my head blindly from side to side looking for an escape from the pleasure, I couldn’t contain it I just couldn’t. I pumped Micah more, my speed breaking any rhythm that I had. His fingers danced inside me, I couldn’t tell what they were doing but they kept hitting that spot that sent pleasure slamming through me.

I didn’t know whether I screamed or what I said but I couldn’t breath and the pleasure was too much. White erupted behind my eyes. My chest hurt. I couldn’t feel anything. I was weightless. Heat, lava and pleasure filled me but I couldn’t contain it and it spilled over. It was too much. It felt so good but…but it couldn’t stay.

I felt lips press against my forehead. Gentle lips. They pressed lightly to my skin then I felt them on my cheeks. It felt almost like there were five pairs of lips kissing me all at once for when another kiss started the others just started to fade. I blinked lazily, the ceiling of my house coming into view. Then a face, a beautiful face. Cat like eyes, a strong jaw and lips that I knew to be sinful. I felt a smile form on my own lips.

“Micah.”

“Mm.” He smiled down and then resumed kissing me all over my face. I could feel that I was laid flat now. My legs were straight though still spread apart and Micah was pressed on top of me. I felt something warm dribble over my belly and knew what it was.

“Micah.” I had meant to say something else but my lips wouldn’t, my tongue wouldn’t and my brain wasn’t sending the messages to my body parts. Micah kept kissing me.

“I love you.”

“Love you too…was it better than aliens then?” I whispered eventually. Micah touched his lips to mine as he spoke.

“Aliens have nothing, absolutely nothing on you.” I hummed and Micah kissed me again.

“’M tired.” I mumbled.

“Me too. We‘ll go to bed in a moment. Promise.” His lips pressed to my forehead again, right over my scar, then to my temples and my cheeks and my lips again. I just lead there, my arms around Micah, feeling his emotions.

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NOTES: So, if you had to put a colour to this chapter what colour would you put? Now, the scene on the stairs…yeah that wasn’t supposed to happen. I hadn’t planned on having Micah and Harry take off any clothes at all, it was meant to be a quiet time in just enjoying each other’s company. The second scene, on the sofa WASN’T meant to happen. I hadn’t planned on it, they were just meant to sit down and enjoy the film but some people just don’t do what they are meant to do. Still, considering what comes next I suppose they needed this.


I was kind of disappointed to see only, what was it, 4 people review the last chapter? I don’t expect you all to review all the time but a few more than four reviews would be nice. To my reviewers though, thank you so much for taking the time to review. Werewolf Mistress, I hadn’t thought about Asher rejecting the idea much though I did plan to have Harry and Micah do some fast talking around about the time. Charlie-becks, yes glamours would be so useful in everyday life. Sage - do you know, I love your reviews. Anyway, yeah I did take some of it to heart but I’m still sure I can’t fit it in. Besides, chapter 32/33 will be where you see a change. Carameleyes, I suppose Harry is selfless really isn’t he, to get only a few people to love yet still have to share them. Hopefully you will like chapter 32/33. It sorts this problem out kind of.

For everyone else who reviewed all the other chapters I’d like to say thank you again and I’m sorry for not mentioning you in my notes section. I generally dislike it but I made a brief exception today. I would also like to let you know that I’ve looked at each and every one of your profiles and I think I fitted in some reviews to your stories too.