The Law

Here they come! A first for me I might add. LEMONS!

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Chapter Four


But before she could even take it off the shelf, Remus was pinning her to the sink. His low angry growl had her looking into his eyes in the mirror. Before she knew what was happening, his teeth were biting into her neck as he was pushing her further against the sink. Hermione gasped at the feel of his arousal against the round fullness of her ass.


“Remus!” she gasped, trying as she might to keep her balance on tiptoes.


He closed the medicine cabinet and took her hands, placing them on the mirror. Hermione shivered as he scraped his nails down her arms to the sides of her breasts. His hands slid over her, his fingers biting into her firm yet tender flesh. When she tried to move, his bite went harder into her neck. She gasped in pain as she could feel his canines elongating. His fingers pinched at her already hardened nipples, making her whimper.


He unclamped his teeth from her skin, growling, “Did you offer him this?” He tore away her shirt and bra, making her gasp in shock. “Did you give him this?” Her pants were next along with her knickers. “Did you?!” His jealousy fueled fury had her jolting at his words.


“No,” she whispered.


She hissed as his nails bit into her hips, yanking them closer to himself, as he ground his erection against her center. Remus spun her around, making her look him in the eyes as his hand gripped her by her hair.


“You are mine,” he snarled. “Say it.”


“Remus…” She gasped as his hand went between her thighs, his fingers pinching her clit. “Say it.”


Hermione let out a long whine as his two of his fingers plunged deeply into her snug, wet sheath.


“Hmm, perhaps I should listen to your body. It seems to know what you do not.” He lifted his hand, licking at the evidence of her arousal dripping down his hand.


She shoved him back, growling for the first time. “I won’t be intimidated by you anymore than I would be that idiot! If you want me as your mate, you woo me!”


When he tried to approach her again, she snarled at him. This only had him laughing to himself as he caught her easily and covered her mouth with his own. The kiss was dominating and all consuming, having her clinging to him as he pressed her to the sink again. He stepped between her thighs, stroking her aroused sex until she was screaming her climax into his mouth. Before she could recover or knew what was happening, he thrust into her several times.


Hermione’s scream of pain as he torn through her hymen had him pushing all the harder and faster into her. Soon he was seated firmly inside her very tight heat, panting against her mouth.


“You…are…mine,” he muttered. “Mine.”


“Remus!” she screamed as his teeth bit into her shoulder hard, marking. Moments later she blacked out even as she was climaxing and milking his cock dry.


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When Hermione woke later, her body was sore. Trying to turn over, she felt her body rebel. Pain lanced through her, making her gasp. She felt the bed move and a moment later she was lifted up. Remus carried her away to the bathroom, sitting in the bathtub with Hermione as he bathed her.


“I put a pain potion into the water,” he whispered. “As well as a healing potion. They should help you.” He paused and when he spoke again his voice was filled with regret. “I’m sorry, Hermione. I-I don’t know what came over me. It was like I was another person. I couldn’t stop.” He petted her hair, pushing it away from her face to find her watching him.


She sat up, turning to face him more fully. “You look different.”


“I do?” he asked, wondering where a mirror was so he could see. “How?”


“A bit younger,” she said. “And more muscular as well.” Her hand went to his shoulder, feeling it. “How is your sense of smell?”


“Like a wolf’s,” he answered dryly. “Why?”


“I think I know what happened, but it’s only conjecture.” She nearly fell back into the water, but was easily caught by Remus.


“What?” he asked sounding desperate.


“Pheromones,” she told him. “Jealousy, and the need to mark what you considered your property, namely me.”


“Explain,” he demanded.


“I was giving off enough pheromones to kill off a normal human’s sense of smell,” she told him. “You reacted to that. Your mind may not have understood what your body did.”


“What was that?” he asked, angrily.


“That I was, and am, on the cusp of being in heat,” she explained to him. “Then you heard that I dealt with Greyback. Since you hadn’t a clue he didn’t come close to getting what you wanted and you hate him to your core, you let your jealousy get the better of you. By the time you had me naked, you were so turned on that you couldn’t think straight. Need to mate and mark said mate was the only thing you were concerned about.”


“So you forgive me?” he asked weakly only to have her slam her elbow into his abdomen.


“No, but I don’t think the worse of you either,” she said calmly. “We need some pepper-up potion.” Hermione turned in his arms so that she was nuzzling his neck. “You see, Remus, I have a plan.”


“You do?” he asked, feeling her mouth on his neck as her teeth nipped at him.


“It’s a remarkably simple plan that comes in four parts,” she murmured, as she straddled his lap. “Do you want to hear it?”


“Yes,” he hissed, feeling her hand on his now hardening cock.


“Fuck, rest, eat, and repeat,” she moaned as his cock rubbed at her sensitive clit. “I want a bed.” But then smiled against his mouth as she pushed herself down on his rod. “After this time that is.”


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Remus looked at the bite mark on his shoulder with an absent smile on his face. She had marked him. The feel of her teeth breaking into his skin had been enough to make him cum so hard that he wouldn’t have doubted that she had internal bruising from it. He looked over to the bed when she turned over, her arm looking for him. He went over to her and kissed her shoulder, feeling her relax yet again into deep slumber.


His hand slid down her hip, squeezing the fullness of it and waited. A second later without opening her eyes she tossed her leg backwards over his thigh. He kissed her ear as his erection pushed its way into her snugness. Once inside of her, he pressed his palm to her small belly.


Hermione shuttered as she woke, muttering, “You are insatiable.”


“If I didn’t know better, my sweet, I would say that was a complaint.” He nuzzled her neck.


“It’s not fair!” she told him on a gasp as he thrust into her. “How can I fuck all the time if I fall asleep?”


This had Remus laughing. “My poor little witch.”


A noise behind them had Remus pulling out of her swiftly and immediately on the defensive. The last thing either of them expected to see was Ron Weasley trying to walk out of the room with one hand covering his eyes and the other reaching out to make certain he didn’t run into a wall doing it. Rolling her eyes, Hermione got up and pulled a sheet around her body.


Handing Remus a towel from the floor, she said, “It’s safe to look now, Ronald.”


He peeked at first and was relieved to see them covered. “I brought over the wolvesbane potion. It was difficult to get it here. I had to say I was taking a vacation in Quebec.”


“So how is Lavender enjoying the trip?” Hermione asked.


“She’s loving it so far, but she hates the camping,” he told them as he handed over the potion to Remus. “I promised her that I would take her over to a lovely starry hotel, whatever that means.”


Fighting off a grin, Hermione asked, “Just how many stars did she mention, Ron?”


“She said it would have to have four stars minimum,” he told her. “What does that mean?”


She looked over to Remus. “Should I tell him or should you?”


“It best be you, love,” he murmured, pulling her closer to himself.


“Did you take the potion?” she asked him.


“Yes,” he replied.


“Then he can figure it out for himself,” Hermione told him. “Goodbye, Ronald.”


“What did she mean?” Ron exclaimed.


“It’s going to cost you,” Remus answered, his voice husky as Hermione flashed her body at him. “Goodbye, Ron.”


Ron stumbled his way out even as they dove for the other.


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