NOVEL SIMPLE Ch 94 – Mine
Warning - Lucifer, the Devil is Billions of years old.
Hermione with multiple personalities, her character's real age during sexual intercourse is 18+
(Hermione - Blessed by Amenadiel, time works differently for her, she has already surpassed age of 18+)
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His balls tightened, and Lucifer jerked, grunting his release. "Mine," he whispered back into her neck.
Hermione smiled at his proclamation, "Yeah, just like you're mine, Lucifer," she whispered in his ear, and then bit his lobe, her front teeth digging into Lucifer's flesh, leaving angry bite marks.
He hadn't meant to claim her out loud, but her response just added to the perfection of completion.
She wasn't indignant or angry.
She wanted more.
After the last waves of release wrung themselves from his balls, Lucifer sank against her in a limp pile of exhaustion before gently pulling out.
Groaning at the void he left, Hermione felt her building orgasm ebb away.
She arched her back, trying to force the tension to go somewhere other than her clit.
Lucifer stayed on top of her, the strength to move eluding him.
'Damn, this child's endurance.'
Closing his eyes, he also tried to catch his breath, wishing she would also take a mick, and do the exact.
The smell of her skin invaded his nostrils: sweet sweat mixed with parchment and honey.
When Lucifer could breathe normally, he backed off her and released her bonds.
Her arms and legs curled protectively into her torso.
He slid his hand around her waist. "Are you hurt?" he asked, ready to heal her, if she needed it.
"I'm fine. Just a bit stiff," Hermione replied, smiling. She rubbed both her shoulders before turning on her side to watch him rest.
Hermione couldn't quite tell if his eyes were shut all the way or not.
His face looked blank. He was either relaxed or drained (or asleep).
When she touched his chest, his heart thundered beneath her fingers.
Her hand slid over his belly, tracing through the patch of small chest hair.
Smiling at the softness of it, Hermione ran her finger down the trail over his belly button and finally cupping his groin.
A couple of days earlier, she'd overheard 6th or 7th year girls inside the bathroom, calling it a "treasure trail."
She'd thought it ridiculous at the time, but found the moniker fitting in the present company.
Lucifer watched her through slitted lids, his dick twitching limply at her ministrations.
If she thought he could get it back up any time soon, she was in for a rude awakening.
He let her continue her lazy petting, over his shaft.
She wasn't hurting anything.
The silence was broken only by Eve's night meowing as he sank into peaceful post-coital bliss, lulled into a near-comatose state by her wandering hand.
"When will you bugger me?" Hermione asked softly, while eyes staring at his prick.
Lucifer peered out through weighted eyelids. "When you can take three fingers easily." She stayed silent after that, apparently satisfied with his answer.
He drifted in and out of sleep for a bit, coming to when her roaming fingers, even became more aggressive in her lazy stroking of his dragon.
His eyes snapped open, and he growled a warning at her.
Smiling softly, She teased her fingers lower into his pubic hair, tracing over his balls, and roughly moving around in her palm, just like playing with a toy.
Her sharp nails digging into his---A devilish smile crept across her mouth. "Wipe that blasted grin off your face, Granger."
She toned it down but didn't stop smiling. "Yes, sir."
It was apparent he needed to keep her mind busy or she was liable to tease him raw. "Go get your plug out of the bathroom."
With a bright smile, she rolled out of the bed, "Take my wand."
After doing that, her first few steps were stiff and shaky, but she managed to walk the rest of the way with only a slight limp.
Lucifer watched her round bottom jiggle with each step as she crossed the floor.
He smirked. She'd be sore the next day, but not to a degree that would require healing.
She came back and presented the plug to him.
"You see my trunk over there?" Lucifer said, indicating the expensive looking box, along his study table, "There's a cane inside. Use my wand, to point over, and bring it to me."
Her eyes went wide, but she did as he asked.
Crouching down, she reached past his boots and shoes to find the trunk, pointing his wand over, it snapped open.
Hermione's eyes widened quite a bit, when most of her arm disappeared inside, "I should also buy one of these to fit my books into...."
"It's custom-made..."
"Oh..." It would be really costly, and she doesn't like to make a problem for her Mum.
She brought the cane back, dropping it on the bed as though it burned her hand.
"Go bend over the foot of the bed and wait for me." Lucifer heard her swallow nervously as she looked in that direction.
She walked around the bed and, lifting up on her toes, bent at the hips and draped herself next to his feet.
He could see the quick rise and fall of her back as her breathing got more agitated.
He'd make her wait a bit and let her work herself into a state of aroused panic.
She was already shifting around, rubbing her thighs in an anxious dance.
It wouldn't be long.
Lucifer wished he could see in her head so he could bear witness to her racing thoughts.
After he left some new marks for her, he'd make her climax again so she'd associate the cane with pleasure.
An evil laugh floated through his head.
Hermione shifted from foot to foot. Her heart wouldn't calm itself.
'Why did I agree to this? It's going to be awful. I should just tell him I changed my mind....'
As he climbed out of the bed, Hermione subconsciously pulled in her arms tighter underneath her body.
Her heart leapt fearfully in her chest, increasing from a skip to a run.
'Just let him hit you a few times then you can tell him to stop.
Oh my God. Did I seriously just think that? I sound insane!'
Lucifer stood behind her, observing her dread. Now that she couldn't see him, her anxiety rose to new heights.
Resting one hand on her bum, he felt her jump at his touch.
"I'll warm you up with my hand first, pet," he murmured, running his nails over the curve of her rump.
He put the cane on the bed right in front of her face, and she stared at the pale wood as if it might come to life and snap at her.
He gave her a medium soft slap, smiling at her quiet whimper.
With each hit, he slapped her a little harder.
Her cheeks turned pink.
He wanted to hear her make that noise she made when she was desperately turned on.
His spanking was perfect, warming her backside like a summer day.
The heat in her bum spread to her pussy, and she couldn't stop her back from arching for more.
Lucifer paused the spanking and rubbed away the sting, one finger "accidentally" brushing her parted slickness.
She knew he did nothing by chance.
The corner of his mouth curled up.
Hermione was wet and ready for more. "I think we can move on now," he purred. "Are you ready to beg me for the cane, pet?"
She clenched her teeth together.
Making her beg for it was one of his mind games, another show of power.
She didn't mind that bit-giving him control-but she bristled at willingly begging for something that she didn't really want.
Letting out a deep sigh, Hermione talked herself into it. 'Give him what he wants or he might really punish you...'
"Please cane me, sir," she said in an unfeeling monotone.
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