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He held her by the neck, moving in and out of her slick cunt and she moaned. She felt like this was her place, where she belonged, used and needed. He groaned in pleasure and moved his hands down to her hips as he sped up. Yes, she thought, more more! He kept going, his pubic bone hitting her clit just right edging her on. She was grabbing on to the sheets and moaned louder as he went faster, her muscles working around him. She was so wet, wet only for him, she knew it, make me yours, she hummed. His pace quickened even more before they both felt it, a synergy of their orgasms, she screamed in pleasure as he filled her with his hot seed. She felt so full, but her cunt wanted every last drop. He lingered, pumping into her several times before he laughed to himself, and slapped her cunt that was oozing out all of his spent seed. No, no, no, please don’t leave.
Then she felt a hand grab her by the neck and another whispered in her ear.
“You are mine” and he started fucking her cum filled cunt, groaning from pleasure and she writhed under, moaning and pleading to fill her until, she was full.
Hermione awoke with a jerk, sweating and breathing hard. She felt flushed and if she was wearing knickers she was sure those would be soaking wet. She rubbed her eyes in the darkness, the room around her only illuminated by a small bit of starlight, which is to say it was quite dark. She squinted to see if she was alone, but the soft breathing to her right told her that Aemond was in her room. He took to sleeping on the chaise, instead of being elsewhere in the castle now. She wasn’t sure it was a good sign.
The dream she was having was not the first, but each time it made her painfully uncomfortable. These kinds of dreams started a while back, at this point one could say in another lifetime. No, she shook the thought from her head, she would find her way back.
She moved her hand down between her legs, she was really wet, her nightgown had soaked through. This was ridiculous, but then her hand had a mind of its own it seemed. It bunched up her nightgown so she had access to her clit. She brushed a finger over it and felt how sensitive it was. Her finger slick in her wetness, she brushed it again. She felt her nipples perk up and she moved her other hand under her nightgown and to her breast. She pinched her nipple and started to rub her clit in slow circles. Her mind felt hazy and she bit her lip to stop herself from moaning. She felt empty, so she moved her finger down to her entrance and pushed it slowly in, this was enough to make her audibly whimper. She paused for a breath but heard no movement and then continued to pump one finger inside herself, playing with her breasts. But one wasn’t enough, so she pushed in a second one, letting out a low groan.
“Having trouble sleeping?” Asked a voice in the dark.
She panicked and pulled her nightgown over herself and removed her fingers from her still very wet, throbbing cunt.
“Ah, no, I’m fine, just a bad dream.”
“Hmm” he didn’t sound convinced.
Then slowly she saw his shadow move towards her. She stilled.
“That didn’t sound like it was a bad dream.” She could hear him smirking.
“Well it was, but I’m okay now.” She said, but her cunt throbbed more, and she whimpered. She clasped her hand to her mouth and she heard him chuckle low.
She then felt the mattress around her dip and she saw his outline right in front of her. His face was close enough to her that she felt him breathing.
“Show me.” He softly demanded.
She didn’t know how he knew, but perhaps he sensed her arousal and she obeyed. She lifted her nightgown above her hips and placed her hand between her legs to then bring out her fingers in front of him, covered in her wetness.
He looked at them, studiously before leaning toward her hand and sucking off her fingers clean. She gasped. When he was done he gently pushed her back onto the bed, and she expected him to plunge himself into her, but instead he positioned her, hips propped up on a pillow and him between her legs. She moaned softly as she felt his breath caress her entrance.
“Let me help you.” He said gently.
“Ple-please ..” she whimpered, and then remembered, “please , Master.”
He started by kissing a trail on her inner thigh towards her core, each kiss leaving a soft buzz on her skin. He was almost there, but as soon as she felt his breath draw near he moved to her other thigh.
She groaned in frustration and she felt him smirk as he planted yet another soft kiss.
He toyed with her, before she continued to beg, “Please, help me”
He let out a breath near her entrance before softly caressing her engorged nub with his thumb.
She writhed in hopes to get more friction, but he just hummed to himself.
“Please, I need this!” she pleaded.
His hot mouth was then on her, using his tongue he deftly lapped at her nectar and suckled on her clit.
The low growl that came out of her was unlike she’s ever heard herself make. Her back arched and she parted for him as he continued to work his tongue into her.
When the wave of her orgasm hit her, it quaked through her whole body, and she groaned as he rose up from between her legs, feeling the sudden cold.
She was panting heavily, her cunt wet from both his mouth and her orgasm. He was looking down at her as he wiped his mouth with his hand.
“Delicious.” He purred.
At this she opened her legs wide, enticing him into her, not taking her eyes off his one real eye and his one sapphire one.
He raised an eyebrow, and she rolled her eyes groaning.
She scrambled up to him, keeping eye contact, and put her hand on the clear bulge of his pants.
“Ah” he exclaimed, grabbing her hand, “you must first earn it.”
She looked at him quizzically, as he pulled himself out, perfectly erect, the tip glistening in the little light they had.
“I helped you, only fair you help me.” He said lightly.
Her eyes widened with understanding and she sat on her knees in front of him.
Up close he was definitely perfect. She opened her mouth and brought her tongue up his girthy shaft. As she moved over the tip she suckled on the head and then kissed down. He groaned softly, tangling his long fingers in her messy curls. She smiled to herself and repeated the motion a few more times to hear his breath pick up and feel his hips slightly rock. She wrapped her mouth around him and started to move up and down on his length. His rocking turned to slow thrusts as he grabbed a hold of her hair. She moaned around him, as her free hand travelled down to her pulsating clit. He tightened his grip on her hair and started to fuck her mouth faster.
“I forbid you to touch yourself.” He grunted, as he went deeper and deeper down her throat. She instinctively relaxed her tongue and throat to let him in, tears forming in her eyes. He went faster and faster, before suddenly pulling out, making her cough as she gasped for air.
He let out a low growl and forced her on her back. They were both panting and in heat. He ripped her nightgown off her and threw off his own clothes. Leaning over her he cupped her face with his one hand the other he leaned on behind her head. Their faces were so close that she used her tongue to close that space by licking his lips. He thrust himself into her and took her mouth into his.
Their bodies entangled as he drove himself deeper into her wet cunt, greedily. In and out, in and out, rough and raw, as she clawed at his back, trying to bring him closer into herself.
He released her mouth and bit into her shoulder as she moaned loudly.
“This is where I belong” she panted and moaned in ecstasy and he just went faster. She felt it close, but she also felt he was close as well as he looked her directly in the eyes, mouth open as he panted and moaned. He came first into her, filling her cunt with cum. She came as soon as she felt it hit the entrance to her cervix throwing her over the edge. He slowly continued to move as her walls milked every last bit of it into her. She lifted a hand to his face, glistening in sweat, to push his hair back and she softly kissed him. He kissed her back, still rocking inside her, the aftershocks making her body shiver in ecstasy.
He released her mouth and closed his eye while laying his head to rest in the crook of her neck. She held him.
“Don’t ever leave me.” he said dreamily, and soon fell asleep.
Tears filled her eyes as she quietly sobbed herself to sleep, knowing she couldn’t promise him that.