Her hands moved lower, fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties. She tugged them down slowly, almost teasing me, and I leaned forward as the last barrier slid past her thighs.
My breath caught when I saw her pussy for the first time — soft pink lips framed by neatly trimmed curls that matched the wild hair on her head. She stood there, flushed and fidgeting under my hungry gaze, but she didn't cover herself. My cock was painfully hard now, twitching with every beat of my heart. "You're absolutely beautiful," I told her, my voice rough.
Her blush deepened, but she smiled, shifting her weight nervously from one foot to the other. "You really think so?" she asked quietly, her voice trembling but hopeful.
"I don't think," I said, standing and stepping closer, my erection brushing against her thigh as I stopped in front of her. "I know." I closed the distance between us.
Our mouths crashed together, hot and hungry, her tongue sliding into my mouth as I pulled her against me. Her body was soft and warm, her breasts pressing into my chest as her hands gripped at my shoulders.
My cock throbbed hard between us, and when she shifted her hips forward, it nestled right between her thighs. She moaned into the kiss as I ground against her, the thick head rubbing through the slick heat of her pussy, separated only by the barest brush of skin.
She shivered, clinging tighter, her breath hot against my cheek as she whispered between kisses, "Oh Maou, Harry..."
I held her ass firmly in both hands, grinding my length up and down along her slit. The swollen tip dragged against her folds, parting them slightly, coating me in her wetness with every slow thrust. Her moans vibrated against my lips, each one sharper than the last as I rubbed my cock over her clit again and again.
We staggered together toward the bed, lips locked, our bodies grinding like we couldn't get close enough. I collapsed back onto the mattress, propping myself up on my elbows, my cock standing tall and slick, pointing up at her. My chest heaved, my pulse hammering in my ears.
She bit her lower lip, eyes fixed on me with raw, nervous lust as she crawled onto the bed. Her thighs spread, smooth and trembling, as she hovered just over me, her pussy glistening for me to see.
Her voice shook as she admitted, "It's my first time."
I reached up, brushing my thumb gently across her flushed cheek, but my words came out low and rough. "Then I'll make sure you'll never forget it."
She nodded, biting her lip harder, one hand reaching down to wrap around my cock. Her hands were so soft. Her small fingers barely fit around the thick shaft, and she guided me forward, pressing the swollen head right against her slick entrance. She whimpered at the contact, thighs trembling, eyes fluttering shut as the tip pressed firmly against her.
"Relax," I murmured, sliding my hands up her hips to steady her. "Take your time, love. I want to feel every inch of you."
Her breath hitched as she sank down just the tiniest bit, the head stretching her tight walls. She gasped sharply, her nails digging into my chest as the thick tip popped inside her.
"Oh-fuck-" she moaned, her voice raw with shock and pleasure, hips rocking slightly as her pussy clenched around me.
I groaned loud, the sensation of her wet lower lips squeezing around me making my cock twitch hard inside her. "Maou, you feel incredible," I growled, my hands gripping her hips as I fought the urge to slam up into her.
She whimpered again, adjusting, then slowly lowered herself further, inch by inch, swallowing more of me with every shaky breath. Her thighs quivered as her pussy stretched, dripping wet around my thick shaft.
I could see her struggling between the sting and the flood of pleasure, her face flushed, her body trembling as she finally sank halfway down. Her cunt squeezed me so tight I could barely think, only groan helplessly beneath her.
"You're doing so good," I panted, my hands kneading her hips. "Fuck, you're perfect."
Her cunt was so wet and tight that I could feel every throb of her body around me as she hovered halfway down my cock. Her walls squeezed me like a fist, and the warmth radiating from her core made my whole body shudder. I was buried inside her to the hilt of my shaft, or nearly so-just enough that I could feel a resistance at the tip, that last barrier still holding her back.
Hermione trembled on top of me, her nails dragging across my chest, her breathing ragged and uneven. I cupped her hips firmly, grounding her, my voice low and steady as I whispered, "You're beautiful. You can do this."
She looked down at me with wide, shining eyes, her lip caught between her teeth. "I'm so happy you're my first," she whispered, voice trembling with raw emotion. Then she took a deep breath, tightened her grip on my shoulders, and let gravity do the rest.
Her ass slammed down against my thighs with a wet slap, her body jerking as my cock punched through her hymen and drove into her cunt to the very base. The sudden warmth and pressure swallowed me whole, her pussy clamping down hard around my shaft like it never wanted to let go!
Hermione let out a muffled scream, her hand flying up to cover her mouth as her eyes screwed shut. Her whole body shook, chest heaving, sweat starting to bead along her collarbones.
I rubbed her stomach gently, sliding my palms down to squeeze her trembling thighs. "It's okay, baby," I murmured, my own voice rough with restraint. "I've got you. Just breathe. Let your body get used to me."
She kept her hand pressed to her lips, muffling the sounds spilling out of her throat. But then, after a few shaky breaths, she lowered it again. To my surprise she giggled, though her voice was hoarse. "That wasn't pain," she gasped, eyes sparkling despite the flush on her face. "That scream was pure pleasure~"
Hot damn! She really had me for a second there!
I groaned, my cock twitching deep inside her, feeling every squeeze of her walls as they adjusted around me. The tightness was almost unbearable, and every spasm of her cunt milked me, dragging me deeper into her heat.
Her hips shifted slightly, experimenting, and her breath caught in a long, needy moan. "You're so fucking big, Harry," she gasped, her voice breaking on the words. "It feels so good."
Her pussy fluttered around me as she lifted her hips a fraction and dropped them again, testing the stretch. The friction sent lightning straight up my spine. I gripped her hips harder, guiding her as she moved, my eyes glued to the sight of my cock glistening with her wetness every time she rose an inch before taking me back inside.
"Maou, look at you," I groaned, thrusting my hips up slightly to meet her movements. "Riding me like you were made for it."
Hermione moaned loudly, her body rocking in unsteady rhythm, her breasts bouncing with every drop of her hips. Hermione threw her head back, her damp hair spilling down her shoulders as she braced her hands flat on my chest. Her nails scraped lightly over my skin while her hips began to rise and fall with more rhythm. Each time she dragged her pussy up my shaft, her walls clenched like they were reluctant to let me go, only to swallow me again when she dropped back down!
She was gasping, moaning, her mouth hanging open as her body bounced against mine. Every time she sank to the base, her ass cheeks slapped against my thighs with a wet smack. The sound of her pussy taking my cock, squelching and obscene, filled the room.
I looked down, my vision blurring from the intensity of it, and saw a thin trickle of red mixing with her slick. Her thighs gleamed with her juices, streaked with spots of blood from her first time. The sight sent a surge of primal pride straight through me.
My cock twitched hard inside her, and I growled, "Fuck, Hermione... you're so fucking sexy right now! You're mine!"
Her eyes fluttered open, glazed with lust, and she moaned at my words. "I am... I'm yours," she panted, her voice breaking into a whimper as her pussy squeezed tighter around me. "Oh shit, Harry, you feel so big inside me, I can't stop."
I slid my hands from her hips up to her waist, gripping her tight, guiding her movements as she bounced harder on my cock. Every thrust made her tits jiggle, her pink nipples taut and begging to be sucked. There would be plenty of time for that later though.
Hermione's pussy was already clinging to me like a velvet vice, her slick walls fluttering around my shaft with every motion of her hips. She was riding me beautifully, but I wanted more-needed more. My hands locked onto her waist, fingers digging into her soft flesh as I took control.
Each time she started to rise, I yanked her back down hard, impaling her completely on my cock. Her ass smacked against my thighs with sharp, wet slaps, and she screamed out as my cock punched deeper inside her, grinding against her cervix.
"Oh fuck, Harry!" she wailed, nails raking down my chest, leaving red lines across my skin. "You're... you're splitting me open-" Her voice broke into another scream as I pulled her down again, my balls slapping against her ass as I bottomed out. The sound of her cries mixed with the obscene squelch of her soaked pussy swallowing me.
I groaned, my breaths ragged, the heat building in my spine. Every time I dragged her down, I could feel her trembling around me, her cunt tightening like she was already on the edge. "That's it, baby," I growled through gritted teeth. "Scream for me. Let me feel you cum on my cock."
Her inner walls fluttered violently, gripping and releasing in rapid pulses. I could feel her clit grinding against my pelvis every time I slammed her down, the swollen nub catching perfectly, making her buck uncontrollably.
Her head rolled back, sweat dripping down her flushed neck and chest. Her tits bounced wildly with each thrust, her stiff nipples brushing against my skin. Her whole body was on fire, trembling with overstimulation, but she didn't stop. She couldn't stop.
Her voice came out broken, gasping between shrieks: "Harry-fuck-I can't-OH FUCK-I'm gonna-"
I yanked her down harder, holding her there, grinding my cock deep into her quivering pussy. "Do it," I demanded, my voice rough with lust. "Cum all over my cock. Show me how much you love being fucked like this."
That was all it took.
Her body convulsed violently, her thighs locking tight around my hips as she screamed my name. Her pussy clamped down with desperate, pulsing spasms, milking me in rhythmic waves as her orgasm ripped through her. Hot gushes of slick poured out, coating my cock, running down my balls, soaking the sheets beneath us.
The sensation pushed me over the brink. My balls tightened, and a deep growl tore out of my chest as my own orgasm surged. "Fuck-Hermione!" I roared, slamming up into her as I erupted. Thick, hot ropes of cum shot deep inside her trembling pussy, filling her completely.
She gasped, her eyes rolling back as she felt me flood her. "Oh Moau, yes-fill me, Harry-fuck-I can feel it-" she moaned, her voice breaking into a sob of pleasure.
I kept yanking her down onto me through it, forcing her to take every pulse of my cock as I spilled into her. Cum leaked around my shaft, dripping down her thighs, but still I held her there, buried to the base, grinding against her cervix until my release finally slowed.
She collapsed forward, her tits pressing against my chest, her whole body trembling from the force of her orgasm. Her breath was hot and ragged against my neck as her pussy continued to twitch and spasm around me, milking out the last drops of cum.
I stroked her sweaty back slowly, my cock still buried deep inside her wet heat. My chest rose and fell in heavy gasps, my body still shuddering from the intensity.
"You were incredible," I murmured into her ear, kissing the side of her flushed face. "Watching you lose yourself on my cock... fuck, Hermione, that was the sexiest thing I've ever seen."
She giggled breathlessly, her lips brushing my jaw. "That was... more than I ever imagined," she whispered, her voice hoarse but blissful. She shifted her hips slightly, groaning at the feeling of my cock still stretching her. "You're still so hard inside me..."
My lips curled into a grin, my hands sliding down to grab her ass again. "That's because I'm not done with you yet."
Her eyes widened, her body shivering in anticipation as she whispered, "Then don't stop. Make me yours again."
I growled low in my throat, flipped her onto her back beneath me, and drove my cock into her soaked, quivering pussy once more.
(R-18 end)
...
I woke up with the warm weight of Hermione in my arms, her body tucked against me, her bare back soft under my hand. My fingers drifted lazily over her smooth skin, tracing the curve of her shoulder and down the line of her spine. A grin tugged at my lips before I even opened my eyes.
The room was quiet, only the sound of our breathing filling the air. For a moment, I just enjoyed it-her warmth, the faint scent of her hair, the way she fit perfectly against me.
She stirred slowly, her body shifting against mine as she blinked herself awake. When her eyes fluttered open, she looked up at me and gave a sweet, sleepy smile that made my chest ache.
"Good morning," I murmured, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
"Good morning," she whispered back, her cheeks pink. She ducked her head, trying to burrow under the mess of tangled sheets.
I caught her gently, pulling the covers back before she could hide. "Hey," I said softly, tilting her chin so she met my eyes. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. You're beautiful, Hermione."
Her blush deepened, but she didn't look away. The nerves in her eyes softened, replaced with a spark of joy. I held her gaze, heart pounding as the words rose up before I could stop them.
"I think... I love you," I admitted.
Her lips parted, and for a second I thought she might cry. Instead, her smile broke wider, brighter than I'd ever seen. "I... I love you too," she said, her voice trembling with sincerity. Then her expression shifted, a little pout crossing her face. "Otherwise I wouldn't have given you my virginity."
That hit me harder than anything else had. I leaned in and kissed her, slow and lingering, pouring everything I felt into that moment. When we pulled apart, I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"There's something I want to talk about," I said quietly.
She tilted her head, curious. "What is it?"
"I haven't been thinking much about it yet," I admitted, "because I'm still so new to being a devil. But... I do have my Evil Pieces. And I already know I want you around me forever."
Her eyes widened, and then her face lit up like sunrise. "Harry," she breathed, pressing closer to me. "I've actually been waiting for you to ask me. I was hoping... I'd get to be part of your peerage."
