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Adult ++
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Chapter Four
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Chapter Four
He had pounded into her. Screwed her to the bed and both passed out as a form of good night. When Charlie woke the next morning, it was to a hard, rushing climax. When Hermione moved her way back up his body, she kissed his mouth lightly.
“Sorry, but I was curious,” she breathed. “I love the taste of the rest of you and I wanted to see what your seed was like as well.”
“No…no problem,” he was barely able to get out.
“Breakfast? I make a lovely chocolate chip American style pancake,” she told him, rolling off of him but was pulled back by her mate. “What?”
“I’m sorry,” he murmured. “You throw me, witch. I don’t know how to act with you.”
She turned to face Charlie, her leg draped over his hip. “It is something we both need work on, I think. Let’s start with something easy.”
“Like?” he asked, kissing her forehead.
Nibbling his lips she breathed, “Eating breakfast…”
“We can do that now.”
“Without me on your cock.”
He went silent. “I still get to feed you?”
“I don’t know,” she breathed, her hand going up and down his back with her nails scratching his ass as she went. “We start feeding each other, I’ll get a taste of your skin and you’ll get a taste of mine. Next thing you know you’ll want to know what it tastes like with my cum just like I wanted to drink up yours this morning…”
Charlie smacked her ass lightly, chuckling as he murmured, “As enticing as that may sound that can’t happen all the time.”
“A compromise?” she suggested.
“Depends on what it is,” he told her.
“Oh I think you’ll like it,” she breathed.
***
The sight of the small black choker around her neck had Charlie painfully hard. Hermione had handed him the thin cord of black faux suede, lifting her mane of hair to reveal her neck to him.
“Put it on me,” she murmured. “But do be careful, I’m still healing from the attack…”
His eyes narrowed, as he noticed for the first time that she was wearing a concealing charm. “Remove the glamour, love.” When she looked at him nervously, he breathed, “It’s okay. I’m not perfect either. I have scars and blemishes too.”
“But yours make you look dashing and handsome, whereas mine make me look like I met a big, bad wolf who tried to make me his lunch.” She took out her wand, removing the charms that hid the still healing wounds from her lover. “Well?”
Charlie leaned down, kissing the still healing bite wounds. His final kiss was on the lobe of her ear, as he breathed, “You’re all the more beautiful to me, my Hermione.” Carefully he put the cord around her neck, asking, “Do you accept me as your mate and alpha?”
“Yes,” she murmured, feeling as he tied the cord.
“Do you accept my children into your body?”
“Yes,” Hermione whispered, now in shock as this wasn’t a part of what she had told him to say.
“Do you accept my love?”
“Yes, as I give my own love in turn.”
“As I accept yours,” he murmured, lifting his head to look into her whiskey colored eyes. “I give you my love, fidelity, my own. Do you?”
“I give you my love, fidelity, my own. This is my troth.”
“This is my troth.” He kissed her forehead before pressing his to hers. “For now and always?”
“For now and always,” she repeated, feeling the magic settling over them both as his mouth took hers in a heavenly kiss that soon had them both leaning against the other all the more.
Just remembering being inside of her, kissing his witch’s mouth had his cock like a diamond. Hermione slid into the seat next to him, setting a plate in front of them both. He slid his hand over her knee, squeezing it lightly before smoothing it up her thigh under her dress to her mound. Absently he stroked at her outer labia as he ate his meal. Charlie smiled to himself at the feel of her shivering under his touch.
“Mine,” he murmured, looking over to Hermione’s flushed face.
“All yours,” she sighed. “Unfortunately, yours truly has to go answer the door as someone has been pounding on it for five minutes and I was hoping they would either go away or someone else would answer it before you got to my clit.” She smiled at him. “Damn your fingers are good. I’ll be right back.”
Hermione had no sooner opened the door when Ginny, Harry, Ron, Fred and George, and, Merlin help them all, Molly came charging into the house. Each was chattering away, sounding more like outraged magpies than people. Sirius was the last through the door, handing her a bottle of Ogdens as he went.
“Open it,” he ordered her. “Trust me.”
“Get Bill and Remus,” she murmured, turning to walk over to the kitchen. “They’re upstairs. I’m sure they’ll be happy to see you.”
“Meaning?” he asked, his voice low.
“Meaning you’re their alpha,” she said with a smile. “I’m now a part of the pack, as is Charlie. He’s my mate.” Sirius hugged her, kissing her temple. “Could you help out with the visitors?”
“Of course,” he murmured. “Anything for my daughter. Come along, love.”
Sirius went over to Charlie, shaking his hand and giving him a pat on his shoulder. “Take care of our girl.”
“Yes, of course I will,” the second eldest Weasley murmured, looking over to his Hermione who was serving fire whiskeys for everyone. “Hermione?” She looked over to him. “None for me thanks.”
“I’m sticking to pumpkin juice. Do you want something different?”
“Coffee, please.” He went over to her, pulling her away from Sirius. “You’re standing too close to him.”
“He’s the head alpha here,” she told him. “Sirius doesn’t see me like you do.”
“And how pray tell does Charlie see you?” Molly interrupted, looking to both of them.
“Oh my stars! You and my brother! You’re just determined…”
“Charlie, you’re the only Weasley I’ve wanted for more years than I can think of,” she told him quietly. “Ask Bill, if you don’t believe me.”
“I believe you,” he murmured, kissing her mouth hard. “Now excuse me while I deal with my sister. She’s calling my mate some very unflattering things.”
Hermione sighed as she looked over to a shocked Molly. “It just sort of happened. But I’m happy and so is Charlie.” When his mother still didn’t say a word, the younger witch whispered, “What?”
“I just realized that you were the girl in his room,” Molly said, her face going as red as Hermione’s.
“Sorry,” she mumbled. “We’ll be putting up silencing charms wherever we go from now on.”
“Well, if Charlie is half as randy as his father, I would have to say so,” Molly replied. “Welcome to the family, dear.”
***
Chapter four down and one more to go. Any questions? Do you like it? Well, review and let me know. Like I wrote when I first started this it wasn't meant to be anything more than a light read. The notion was rather rudely interrupting a story I've been working on and wouldn't let me write in peace. Muses are so irksome that way. LOL! Anyway, thanks for reading and have a fab day!
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!
***
Chapter Four
He had pounded into her. Screwed her to the bed and both passed out as a form of good night. When Charlie woke the next morning, it was to a hard, rushing climax. When Hermione moved her way back up his body, she kissed his mouth lightly.
“Sorry, but I was curious,” she breathed. “I love the taste of the rest of you and I wanted to see what your seed was like as well.”
“No…no problem,” he was barely able to get out.
“Breakfast? I make a lovely chocolate chip American style pancake,” she told him, rolling off of him but was pulled back by her mate. “What?”
“I’m sorry,” he murmured. “You throw me, witch. I don’t know how to act with you.”
She turned to face Charlie, her leg draped over his hip. “It is something we both need work on, I think. Let’s start with something easy.”
“Like?” he asked, kissing her forehead.
Nibbling his lips she breathed, “Eating breakfast…”
“We can do that now.”
“Without me on your cock.”
He went silent. “I still get to feed you?”
“I don’t know,” she breathed, her hand going up and down his back with her nails scratching his ass as she went. “We start feeding each other, I’ll get a taste of your skin and you’ll get a taste of mine. Next thing you know you’ll want to know what it tastes like with my cum just like I wanted to drink up yours this morning…”
Charlie smacked her ass lightly, chuckling as he murmured, “As enticing as that may sound that can’t happen all the time.”
“A compromise?” she suggested.
“Depends on what it is,” he told her.
“Oh I think you’ll like it,” she breathed.
***
The sight of the small black choker around her neck had Charlie painfully hard. Hermione had handed him the thin cord of black faux suede, lifting her mane of hair to reveal her neck to him.
“Put it on me,” she murmured. “But do be careful, I’m still healing from the attack…”
His eyes narrowed, as he noticed for the first time that she was wearing a concealing charm. “Remove the glamour, love.” When she looked at him nervously, he breathed, “It’s okay. I’m not perfect either. I have scars and blemishes too.”
“But yours make you look dashing and handsome, whereas mine make me look like I met a big, bad wolf who tried to make me his lunch.” She took out her wand, removing the charms that hid the still healing wounds from her lover. “Well?”
Charlie leaned down, kissing the still healing bite wounds. His final kiss was on the lobe of her ear, as he breathed, “You’re all the more beautiful to me, my Hermione.” Carefully he put the cord around her neck, asking, “Do you accept me as your mate and alpha?”
“Yes,” she murmured, feeling as he tied the cord.
“Do you accept my children into your body?”
“Yes,” Hermione whispered, now in shock as this wasn’t a part of what she had told him to say.
“Do you accept my love?”
“Yes, as I give my own love in turn.”
“As I accept yours,” he murmured, lifting his head to look into her whiskey colored eyes. “I give you my love, fidelity, my own. Do you?”
“I give you my love, fidelity, my own. This is my troth.”
“This is my troth.” He kissed her forehead before pressing his to hers. “For now and always?”
“For now and always,” she repeated, feeling the magic settling over them both as his mouth took hers in a heavenly kiss that soon had them both leaning against the other all the more.
Just remembering being inside of her, kissing his witch’s mouth had his cock like a diamond. Hermione slid into the seat next to him, setting a plate in front of them both. He slid his hand over her knee, squeezing it lightly before smoothing it up her thigh under her dress to her mound. Absently he stroked at her outer labia as he ate his meal. Charlie smiled to himself at the feel of her shivering under his touch.
“Mine,” he murmured, looking over to Hermione’s flushed face.
“All yours,” she sighed. “Unfortunately, yours truly has to go answer the door as someone has been pounding on it for five minutes and I was hoping they would either go away or someone else would answer it before you got to my clit.” She smiled at him. “Damn your fingers are good. I’ll be right back.”
Hermione had no sooner opened the door when Ginny, Harry, Ron, Fred and George, and, Merlin help them all, Molly came charging into the house. Each was chattering away, sounding more like outraged magpies than people. Sirius was the last through the door, handing her a bottle of Ogdens as he went.
“Open it,” he ordered her. “Trust me.”
“Get Bill and Remus,” she murmured, turning to walk over to the kitchen. “They’re upstairs. I’m sure they’ll be happy to see you.”
“Meaning?” he asked, his voice low.
“Meaning you’re their alpha,” she said with a smile. “I’m now a part of the pack, as is Charlie. He’s my mate.” Sirius hugged her, kissing her temple. “Could you help out with the visitors?”
“Of course,” he murmured. “Anything for my daughter. Come along, love.”
Sirius went over to Charlie, shaking his hand and giving him a pat on his shoulder. “Take care of our girl.”
“Yes, of course I will,” the second eldest Weasley murmured, looking over to his Hermione who was serving fire whiskeys for everyone. “Hermione?” She looked over to him. “None for me thanks.”
“I’m sticking to pumpkin juice. Do you want something different?”
“Coffee, please.” He went over to her, pulling her away from Sirius. “You’re standing too close to him.”
“He’s the head alpha here,” she told him. “Sirius doesn’t see me like you do.”
“And how pray tell does Charlie see you?” Molly interrupted, looking to both of them.
“Oh my stars! You and my brother! You’re just determined…”
“Charlie, you’re the only Weasley I’ve wanted for more years than I can think of,” she told him quietly. “Ask Bill, if you don’t believe me.”
“I believe you,” he murmured, kissing her mouth hard. “Now excuse me while I deal with my sister. She’s calling my mate some very unflattering things.”
Hermione sighed as she looked over to a shocked Molly. “It just sort of happened. But I’m happy and so is Charlie.” When his mother still didn’t say a word, the younger witch whispered, “What?”
“I just realized that you were the girl in his room,” Molly said, her face going as red as Hermione’s.
“Sorry,” she mumbled. “We’ll be putting up silencing charms wherever we go from now on.”
“Well, if Charlie is half as randy as his father, I would have to say so,” Molly replied. “Welcome to the family, dear.”
***
Chapter four down and one more to go. Any questions? Do you like it? Well, review and let me know. Like I wrote when I first started this it wasn't meant to be anything more than a light read. The notion was rather rudely interrupting a story I've been working on and wouldn't let me write in peace. Muses are so irksome that way. LOL! Anyway, thanks for reading and have a fab day!