Lucifer went slowly, giving her body enough time to adjust to his size.
His cock felt huge, but he kept whispering reassurances and stroking her back.
She began to calm.
Lucifer was glad he'd already come once that night. It took all his patience and control to stay still inside her.
She was taking it all extremely well, and he didn't want to hurt her (he just wanted to move a bit more).
His dick wasn't even halfway in yet.
'This is going to take ages' He slid his hand up to her breast, toying with her nipple.
Letting go of her death grip on the comforter, Hermione grabbed hold of his forearm.
It felt solid and strong under her fingers, calming her further. She just needed to hold onto him.
"Are you still all right, pet?"
She nodded.
"Do we need to stop?"
"I'm okay," she managed to whisper.
When Lucifer held her closer, she sighed and stopped digging her nails into his arm.
His fingers resumed their idle wandering, pinching lightly at her other nipple.
Her anal muscles twitched in time with his plucking.
"We're halfway there, love. Tell me how you're doing."
"It's weird . . . but I can take more."
Lucifer smirked and pushed her hair off her neck. Tilting his head, he nipped her.
"You feel so good, love. I could stay here forever." He couldn't really.
Staying still, halfway home, would drain his reserves of willpower—but he wanted her to know how much he was enjoying it.
Trailing his hand down her belly, he flicked over her wet button.
Her abdominals convulsed in a spasm of heat.
"Fuck," she whispered.
Lucifer smiled and teased her clit, which had swollen hard as a knut.
His finger slipped back and forth over the little nub, drawing out the soft, wet sound of her passion.
She rolled her hips, and he sank in deeper. 'Sweet Circe, she does like it.'
When he touched her clit, it all came together for her.
The burn in her arse swirled with the ache in her sex.
Hermione's eyes rolled back in her head.
She hadn't even known she was close.
Apparently, her body had been secretly saving up her pleasure only to unleash it in a sudden downpour.
"Oh gods," she breathed.
Bucking harder, she felt Lucifer sink in deeper. The stretch increased, but it only made her more excited.
"I'm so close," she whispered. "Please don't stop!"
"Come for me, pet. You've waited long enough."
He used all his fingers and rubbed at the entire top half of her vulva, stroking her clit and lips back and forth in a steady rhythm.
"Unnnnnh." She felt her orgasm rise up a steep cliff, and then she was free falling.
Her pussy clenched and spasmed, and she shoved her bum back onto his cock, riding his rod as the release wrapped her in its warm embrace.
Lucifer felt her start to tighten around him and realized he'd forgotten to use his mirror.
'Damn.' He felt around with his free hand for his wand and flicked it toward the corner.
The mirror shot over to the side of the bed. Her face appeared, and he watched as she grimaced and twitched, her eyes closed, mouth slack.
Her arse felt as if it would squeeze him to death, pulsing around him like a hot, slick vice.
"Fucking hell, Hermione," he muttered when she finally went still.
"Tell me when you're ready for more."
"Ready," she murmured breathlessly.
Lucifer laughed. "I think I'll give you another minute, pet. Your heart's still racing. I can feel your pulse thumping through your arse."
Hermione closed her eyes again.
"That was brilliant." She pushed back into him and sighed. "Are you all the way inside me?"
"Not quite."
"Please keep going."
Lucifer took her word that she wanted more.
Holding her hips in place, he pushed into her.
Her hand came back to pull him closer, and his hips kissed her heated backside.
He could go deeper if he got on top of her, but, for the time being, the depth was excellent.
"Okay, that's good," he sighed. "Do you want me to move or stay still?"
"J-just give me a minute," she panted. "Will you touch my clit again?"
Lucifer couldn't hold back his grin. "Anything," he whispered into her neck.
His lips and teeth marked the side of her flushed throat as his finger returned to her pussy.
After a minute of his slow torture, Hermione started grinding into him.
She winced at the renewed burn but smiled at the twitch in her pussy.
'Yes!'
Lucifer groaned as her tight ring dragged along his length.
She was so bloody tight; the soft warmth of her body was magnificent.
He went with her movements, sliding in and out of her in slow, careful thrusts.
Releasing his flank, she held onto his arm again.
He couldn't tell if she was trying to keep his hand on her clit or if she was just holding onto him.
"Look at yourself, pet. You're so beautiful," he whispered in her ear.
Hermione opened her eyes and saw them moving in the mirror.
'How long has that been there?' She couldn't see enough of him.
"Will you put it above the bed again? I want to watch you." She felt the shaking of his silent chuckle against her back.
"If that's what you want."
Lucifer got his wand and floated the mirror above the bed, enlarging it again so she could see everything.
Turned away after a few seconds. He enjoyed watching her but didn't really like seeing himself.
"Fuck me, Lucifer. I want to see!" A quiet growl rumbled out, vibrating against her back.
Hermione watched his swollen red length pull out then sink back inside.
'How the hell is he fitting inside me?'
The wet heat of his mouth sucked at her neck, distracting her from her internal musings.
Letting go of his arm, she slid her hand backward, up behind his head.
"You look so sexy, Lucifer. Let me see it harder."
He groaned. "Tell me if it's too much."
Her reflection stared back as his hips pump her red bum.
The marks from the cane stood out in bright contrast to the dull discoloration of her old injuries.
Hermione felt the heat of the rattan renew with each thrust.
Finding her nipple, she watched her reflection pinch it between two fingers, writhing as the pleasure coursed through her.
Lucifer turned to the mirror to see what she was doing and just about blew his load.
She was staring at him, one arm folded under her head, the other bent to her chest as she flattened her nipple between her fingertips.
The heat in her gaze was unmistakable.
"Are you ready to come again?"
"I think so." She wasn't totally sure.
Sometimes the feeling slipped away, and she had start all over again.
"Tell me what you want," he growled.
His voice made her wetter.
She was close. "Oh God, you, Lucifer. You feel so good. I love it."
"What do you need? I want to watch you come again."
"Fuck," she whispered. "Talk to me. Make me come with your voice."
He took a deep breath, licking his lips, then rested his mouth directly behind her ear.
She shivered when he breathed on her. "You're my dirty little girl, aren't you? You love having your arse buggered like this. You know how I know that? Your wet little pussy told me. You hear that? It's dripping all over my hand. I'm surprised the whole school can't hear you."
Hermione moaned, bucking closer.
"Let's see if you can squirt for me while I'm in your arse. It sounds as though you want to." His fingers slid down, and he hooked them into her passage, his thumb keeping light pressure on her nub.
Her pussy squished in wet agreement as he started to stroke her g-spot.
"Oh God," she muttered, squeezing her eyes closed.
Having him in both holes was intense; she didn't want it to end.
"Mmm, that's it. I want to feel your bum try to tear off my dick again. Come for me. I want the bed soaked. Show me how much you love having my cock in your arse."
Lucifer heard her whispering "fuck" over and over under her breath. He moved his hand faster.
"Yesss. Listen to that. My wet little lioness loves being buggered. You loved that enema too, didn't you? Nothing makes you wetter than giving yourself to me. You're mine."
"Fuck! I'm coming!"
"Say my name."
"Lucifer!" She made a strangled noise as her pussy clenched around his fingers.
Her muscles contracted downward, pushing out her liquid release as he murmured his praise in her ear.
He felt like an iron pole in her arse, hot and hard.
"Fuck," she whispered again as she floated down.
Lucifer smiled as her body shuddered with an aftershock. His dripping hand came to her lips. "Taste yourself."
Hermione didn't hesitate. She sucked his fingers into her mouth.
Salty sweet. She licked his palm clean.
"Bloody hell," he groaned. "That's my girl."
"Please come in my arse," she begged. "Leave yourself inside me."
He liked the sound of that and didn't want to fight his body anymore.
His balls had practically crawled inside they were so tight.
Hermione watched him in the mirror.
His muscles stood taut, tense with restraint. "Let go, Lucifer. I want it. I want everything you can give me."
His teeth sank into her shoulder, and he shouted into her skin.
He grunted as he came, his breath puffing across her skin in short deep gasps, his eyes flickering closed.
"Stay inside me," she whispered as he went still behind her.
He nodded into her shoulder.
'Anything you want, pet.'
"Sleep now. We'll go again later."
Hermione kept one eye half-open, staring at their reflection.
His arm stayed slung around her waist, keeping her tight to his chest.
She could feel the rhythm of his heart pounding behind her.
She felt complete with him inside her.
"Was it everything you imagined, pet?" he murmured.
"Yes. Better even. Did you enjoy it?"
"Are you completely daft? Of course I enjoyed it." Lucifer could feel her laughing even though she didn't make a sound.
Glancing up at the mirror, he saw her beaming at him.
"Stop grinning at me like that, Hermione. You look demented." He turned his face back into her hair.
The bunches left the nape of her neck unprotected, and he ran his teeth over the tender, exposed skin.
A soft noise of pleasure spilled from her lips. "It's called smiling, Lucifer. I won't tell anyone if you want to try it sometime."
Actually, he'd smiled more in the past couple of years than the rest of his life put together.
He glanced back at her reflection, and she gave him a sarcastically dopey grin.
The corner of his mouth twitched up.
"Stop or I'll take you back to the bathroom and put you over my knee again—teach you some nice, clean respect."
Hermione couldn't wipe the smile off her face as she curled back into him.
Lucifer closed his eyes and was asleep in seconds, her laughing expression burned into the backs of his eyelids.
He'd forgotten what happiness looked like.
It didn't match his decor at all.
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