Broken Wings *COMPLETE*

Broken Wings

Chapter 6

Hermione and Luke sat by the pool enjoying the mild summer evening. It was June and the heat of summer hadn’t fully hit yet. Luke had been with Hermione for two weeks now. Luckily, Voldemort had remained silent.

“Care to join me for a swim?” Hermione smiled.

“Anything to see you wet,” Luke teased.

“Then come and get me,” she shot back before diving into the pool.

Luke quickly followed her. When they resurfaced, he reached out and pulled her into his arms. Their eyes locked. The feel of their bodies pressed intimately together was reeking havoc on their senses. It was Hermione who made the first move.

Hermione leaned up and pressed her lips to his. Luke pulled her tighter and deepened the kiss. Her fingers slid through his hair as his hands slid down to cup her ass, lifting her up. She instantly wrapped her legs around his waist.

“Care to take this inside,” he whispered.

“Hold on to me,” she nodded.

A second later, they appeared in Hermione’s bedroom. Using wandless magic, they were dried. “Neat trick,” he smiled.

“Comes in handy,” she giggled.

Luke pressed his lips to hers once more. Hermione sighed as he began moving toward the bed. When he gently tried to lay her on the bed, Hermione had other plans.

“Impatient?” he asked with a smirk as she pushed him onto the bed.

“Yes. When I wasn’t seeing you dueling Vader, I was seeing us making love all night. Do you have any idea how frustrating that is?” she answered as she tossed her bikini top behind her and straddled him.

“Probably as frustrating as trying to keep my own lustful thoughts about you under control while training with Master Yoda,” he growled, rolling them over so that he was on top.

*Take me Luke. I need you now,* she pleaded.

*Hermione, I don’t…* he began.

*You won’t hurt me,* she assured him.

Luke kissed her once more. Using wandless magic, the rest of their clothes melted away. Hermione moaned as she felt his hardness nestled between her legs. She began rocking her hips against his.

“Hermione,” he gasped as he took hold of her waist.

“Now Luke. Please,” she whispered.

Looking into her eyes and steadying her hips, he slowly entered her. Both gasped as they became one. Slowly, he slid into her, both enjoying the feel of the moment. Once fully within her, he laid his forehead against hers.

“Hermione, you’re so beautiful,” he breathed.

“Ooohhh Luke. You feel so good,” she sighed.

As one, they began to move. Hermione slid her hands down his back, feeling his muscles move and ripple beneath her fingertips. He knew she didn’t want a gentle lover right now, nor would he be able to give her that. Both of them needed this too bad.

“Ooohhh! Yes!” she cried as he began pounding into her.

“Oh Hermione. That’s it love. Yesss,” he growled as he pinned her wrists above her head.

Hermione wrapped her legs tightly around his torso, meeting each powerful thrust. She felt so alive as she moved beneath the man she loved. The feel of them joined as one.

“Luke! Oh please Luke! More!” she begged.

“Tell me what it is you want my love. Tell me,” he hissed.

*Fuck me Luke! I want it hard and deep! Ooohhh!* she cried.

Luke’s restraint snapped. He began pounding into her. Her cries echoing through the room. Her body welcoming each and every powerful thrust he delivered. Her legs hitched higher around his torso.

*By the Force Hermione. Yesss! That’s it love. Ooohhh,* he encouraged.

*Luke! You’re so deep! So hard!* she sang

Luke rolled them over so that Hermione was now on top. He released her wrists as she began to ride him. His head rolled back onto the pillow as she took him harder and deeper within her.

“You…oh gods…are perfect,” he gasped.

“So are you. More! Oh please Luke!” she begged.

“On your back,” he instructed.

Hermione rolled onto her back, expecting him to move over her, but he didn’t. Instead, he moved off the bed completely. Luke took hold of her ankles and pulled her so that she was laying sideways and her feet dangled off the side of the bed. Her toes barely touching the floor.

“Let’s see how this gets you,” he smiled a heated glint in his eye.

“Luke!” she screamed as he entered her again.

From this new position he was able to enter her even deeper. He put her legs together and draped them over his shoulder. As he pounded into her relentlessly, Hermione’s fingers dug into his hair as she slid them down his back to graze his shoulders and back. Her nails drawing blood, but neither cared nor noticed.

*Hermione…I can’t hold back,* he warned her.

*Me either! Ohhhh! Come for me Luke! Please!* she ordered.

Within moments, they both reached their peaks together.

“LUKE!”

“HERMIONE!”

For several minutes they laid there trembling, sweating, and trying to catch their breath. Slowly, he lowered her legs then pulled out of her. They moved back so they laid against the pillows. Luke pulled her gently into his arms.

“I’m not surprised I wasn’t your first,” he said.

“Actually, you were Luke,” she replied.

“I was? But I didn’t…” he began.

“There’s a reason for that. Four years ago, Harry, Ron and I were in Hogsmeade. I had told them I would catch up after I ran a few errands. As I was leaving the supply shop, I was grabbed and drug into the woods nearby.” she started her tale.

Luke held her as she drew a shaking breath. She had never told anyone the whole story about what happened that day. She just felt Luke deserved to know the truth.

“I was thrown to the ground. That’s when I saw my attacker. It was Lucius Malfoy, Draco’s father. To this day, Harry, Ron, Draco, Severus, none of them, actually no one, knows who he was. I told them I never saw his face. Lucius cast a spell on me that prevented me from screaming.

“I tried to fight him, but I wasn’t strong enough. My connection to the Force wasn’t that strong then. All I could do was lay there as Lucius Malfoy raped me. Once he was done, he knocked me out. I woke up at Hogwarts the next day,” she sighed tearfully.

“Oh Hermione. I’m sorry. I can’t believe you even thought about having sex. Let alone what we just did,” he whispered as he held her tight.

“What Lucius did to me only made me stronger. I wasn’t about to let him destroy my life. Thanks to my friends and the Force, that event is nothing more than a dull memory. Besides, what you and I did, we did out of love,” she explained.

“You truly are a remarkable woman. I love you Hermione,” he smiled.

“And I love you Luke,” she smiled back.

He leaned over and gently kissed her. Hermione threaded her fingers through his hair and returned the kiss. When they came apart, Luke pulled her close and just held her to him.

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Downstairs hiding under the entertainment center, Wormtail waited. For the past month he had been hiding in various places around the house. The night Luke arrived, he had gotten himself locked outside and had to wait till she returned from her mission to get back in.

‘If I don’t find something that explains why she’s different, Voldemort will be very angry. I hope something happens soon,’ Wormtail thought as he settled in to sleep for the night.

Even after a month, he always seemed to miss Hermione practicing her Jedi skills. The two weeks with Luke in the house had been the same. Either Wormtail was a lousy spy, or the Force was truly on Hermione’s side. Of course like all things, her good fortune couldn’t last forever.

T.B.C