Love Bites (REPOST)

Chapter 32 ~ Hermione AND Severus Get Quite a Surprise

Severus sat in the bed for a moment, then heard the shower turn off. Suddenly he slid out of the bed, went through his robes pocket and withdrew his wand. He returned to the bed, wand in tow and waited for Hermione.

A vampire made her orgasm because she was under his power. All right then. He'd just see how she liked being under his power.

Hermione exited the bathroom, her body wrapped in a large white towel, drying her hair with another towel as she looked at the naked Potions Master. He had a disturbing glint in his eyes. Severus had never been jealous before, so the witch didn't know the warning signs. But she did notice the enormous tenting of the sheet around his loins. She looked at his expression again.

"Severus, are you all right?" she asked him.

"I'm fine," he said shortly, his eyes raking over him and cock jumping in anticipation.

Hermione noticed that too. The wizard was extremely aroused. She walked over to her nightstand and pulled open the drawer to check to see if she had any purple potion. She did. She closed the drawer and sat down on the edge of the bed, continuing to dry her hair.

Irritated, Severus flicked his wand at her, instantly drying it. It frizzed up.

Hermione felt her dry hair, turned and scowled at the wizard.

"Severus! Why did you do that? Drying spells makes my hair next to unmanageable. It took me years to figure that out," she seethed at him, stalking back into the bathroom.

"You were taking too long," he called after her, still irritated. "I don't see why you are going through all this fuss. I'm just going to make your hair a mess anyway."

"That's not the point," Hermione said, "If I take out the time now, it will make it easier to fix 'your' mess later."

Severus scowled at the bathroom door for a moment, then pointed his wand at it.

"Accio Hermione," he said. Suddenly Hermione came flying out of the bathroom shrieking and into his arms. She started struggling immediately.

"Severus Snape! You let me go! Right now!" she screeched at him, trying to scratch him. Severus smirked darkly as he wrestled with the witch, methodically unwrapping the towel from around her flexing, little body.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Hermione," he said, managing to get the sheets off of him as he fought with the angry witch, then throwing her down on the bed and straddling her body, holding her wrists, his wand in one hand, his swollen cock resting between her heaving breasts. He looked down at his length resting between her jiggling globes.

"Now that's erotic," he breathed.

Hermione bucked up, trying to unseat the wizard.

"Get off me!" she seethed

Severus looked down at her, his eyes glittering.

"I'm going to get off on you, witch," he hissed.

Hermione, although she was angry as a wet hippogriff, couldn't help the heat that suddenly washed over her.

"But first…" the wizard said, flicking his wand. A length of rope shot out the tip of it, wrapping around Hermione's wrist and tying itself to the right bedpost.

The witch gasped.

"What are you doing? Severus!" she cried.

"Putting you under my 'influence,'" he replied silkily as he tied her other wrist to the left bedpost.

Hermione kicked her legs furiously as Severus twisted and pointed his wand at first one foot then the other, trying to keep the wizard from tying her ankles to the bed, but Severus managed to get them both firmly bound, then climbed off of her and out of the bed. He looked down at the witch, tied spread-eagled to the bed, her breasts rising and falling as she struggled uselessly, her amber eyes flashing at him.

The witch arched and screamed in frustration, reacting almost like a wild creature that suddenly found itself trapped. Severus watched her reaction, her thrashing nude body turning him on more and more.

"Your wriggling around like that isn't helping matters, Hermione," he said, loving the fury in her eyes. Hermione stopped struggling.

"You tied me up," she said accusingly.

He arched an eyebrow at her.

"That's stating the obvious," he replied, putting his wand on the nightstand and sitting down on the edge of the bed, his lean pale body turned toward her. He placed a pale hand on her belly and rubbed it slowly, enjoying the feel of her soft flesh under his palm.

"You really are lovely, Hermione. The thought of anyone arousing you to the point of orgasm makes me want to kill," he breathed.

"But Severus, he was a vampire. It's not like I wanted to react to him," Hermione said, realizing what this was all about now. "I was under his power."

Hermione had never been tied up before. She felt so helpless spread out before the wizard. So helpless but so turned on. Was something wrong with her? This was not an ideal situation. She was naked and vulnerable. She was a prisoner. The wizard could do anything to her and there was no way to stop him. So why was she getting so wet?

Severus looked down at her, letting his hand sweep over her firm breast. The nipple instantly hardened. He let his hand drift back to her belly.

"Now you are under my power," he said, his eyes shifting from her breast to her face. "I want to assure you that you will respond to me better than any vampire. I want to wipe the memory of that creature's touch from your mind and from your body."

"Surely you didn't have to tie me up for that, Severus," she said, "Release me. Ropes aren't necessary."

"The ropes appeal to me, Hermione. I like having you helpless. My darker nature is applauding," he replied, "and as for releasing you…have no worries witch. You will reach release, I promise you."

He slid his hand down to rake through her heart-shaped pubic hair, causing the witch to gasp. He could feel the heat rising from between her thighs. He slid his fingers between her labia, and over her soaked clit, making the witch groan and arch as his digits slipped through her wetness. Severus smirked at her.

"Despite your protestations, Hermione, you like this. You are soaked. You like being at my mercy," he said, sliding a finger toward her entrance, intending on inserting it inside her.

Suddenly he stopped, his eyebrows raised in surprise as he looked at the witch. Quickly he climbed over her, and slid downward, his eyes focused on her pussy. He spread her lips and looked at her pink inner skin, wonder on his face.

Hermione raised her head, panting at the intimate contact of his fingers as he examined her.

"What is it, Severus" she gasped at him.

"It seems the Restoration Elixir is exactly that, witch. You have a hymen again," he replied, looking up at her and licking his lips.

"A what?" Hermione said, unable to believe her ears.

Severus pulled himself over her and rested against her body, looking down at the witch.

"A hymen. It seems, Hermione, your maidenhead has been restored. I get to deflower you again," the wizard breathed, mirth in his dark eyes as the witch worked her mouth, unable to speak.

Severus was elated. How many times did a man get a chance to deflower the same woman twice? It had probably never happened since the world began.

He looked down on the witch. This time he had all his faculties.

This time he'd do it right.

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A/N: Ooh ropes and a hymen. Severus is in his element. I know this is a short chapter but I have to go out for a couple of hours and wanted to leave you all with something edge-of-the-seat juicy to chaw on while I'm gone. I'll be back late, but if I see enough rabid responses for the lemons I will do another chapter before I go to bed…but if you can wait…so can I. Please review.