The first sharp slap snapped her out of her dream. It was very real.
The next three were equally real and made her squeeze her eyes shut.
She did her best to keep quiet. 'OW! Ow! OW! Fuck! Ow! God! Owwwww!'
By the time he got to ten, she was crying again.
Once the tears came, Hermione was shouting out with every slap, her fingers digging into his calf, trying to hold still.
When he finished, she slowly slumped over his knee, shaking.
Lucifer rubbed her burning skin until she calmed down enough to get up.
She stumbled around, trying to find her feet, and he stood, wrapping his arms around her, holding her tight until she seemed less wobbly.
Tilting up her chin, he looked in her eyes. "You did very well, pet. I didn't expect you to stay quiet."
"Thank you for the spanking, sir."
He smiled, assuming she'd forgotten. "Good girl. Do you want to get on the bed so I can rub your bum some more?"
"Will you hug me first?" she whispered.
'Oh shit, pet.'
He winced and pulled her back in.
She curled into his chest as if trying to disappear.
Lucifer stroked her head and held her tighter. "Of course I will. Your punishment is over. You're forgiven."
Her arms went around his back, and she weakly hugged him in return.
"You'd better hug me tighter than that so I know you're all right," he murmured.
Hermione smiled and squeezed him tighter.
She was starting to calm down.
In fact, she was starting to feel very nice indeed: clean and calm, the way she usually felt after he spanked her.
He didn't let go of her for a long time.
She felt content and warm against his chest, the slow thump of his heart peaceful and relaxing.
"Are you ready to show me your arse, pet?"
Hermione nodded.
He took her to the bed, and she climbed up, stretching out on her stomach.
He lay down on his side next to her, and she turned to watch him.
His eyes were black pools; they followed the path of his hand as he stroked her back, then lower, running his fingers over her bum.
She sighed. The blanket felt blessedly cool beneath her, and she realized how hot she'd become.
When he went lower, skimming along the backs of her thighs, she let out a ragged breath.
Spreading her legs, she silently begged him to do the same to more concealed areas.
Lucifer smirked at her wanton display.
"Is your pussy ready to play, pet?"
"Yes, sir."
His fingers ghosted over her nether lips. "Mmm. I thought you might need my tongue, but it seems you're ready to go."
She twisted a little and ran her hand down his chest. "Tell me what to do."
His eyes flared into lit coals. "How do you feel?"
"High."
His lips twitched. "Get my cock hard."
She nodded and started to scoot down.
He pushed his way higher, rolling onto his back so she could put her arse in the air without rubbing it on the bed.
Her mouth inched closer.
When her lips lightly kissed the underside of his glans, he grunted appreciatively.
Hermione moved lower, kissing a trail down the back of his cock until she got to his sac.
Her lips skimmed down one side.
Meeting his eyes, she let her tongue creep out, hovering, as if deciding whether she should lick him or not.
When she breathed over the tip, his dick swelled noticeably.
It must have been the reaction she was waiting for, because she smiled and let her tongue touch down.
Lucifer'd forgotten how soft her mouth could be.
His erection kept growing, voicing its hearty appreciation.
Hermione tapped his frenulum a few times and watched his length solidify to marble.
When he started to reach for his cock, she slipped her fingers through his, holding his hand so he couldn't touch her prize. 'That is mine.'
Lucifer smirked and let her continue.
Her tongue bounced his hard-on between her mouth and his stomach.
She squeezed his hand and caught the tip of his dick between her lips when it rebounded.
A groan of relief rumbled in his chest.
Her tongue took no time off, lapping and dancing around his head as she slowly bobbed up and down his length.
Her free hand went down to his balls, but she didn't stay to play.
She was on his perineum like a dog on a squirrel.
She played him until his arsehole screamed for her attention.
"Lower, love. You know what I want."
She released him and stuck her finger between her lips to get it wet.
Opening his legs wider, Lucifer bent one knee, grunting as she spread his cheeks with her thumb and middle finger and lightly touched his hole.
She tapped him a few times, watching his face.
Then her finger pushed past the resistance of his muscles and entered his body.
"Fuck," he breathed again. "Don't make me come. I want to fuck you."
Hermione nodded with a smile.
While her finger prodded his prostate, her tongue teased his heated head.
She lapped at his twitching length until he pushed her away.
"Stop, love. That's enough."
With a smile, she slowly pulled out her finger.
Lucifer reached down and caught her wrist, summoning his own wand so he could clean her hand. "That was very good, love. Are you ready to come?"
Hermione gave him an emphatic nod. "Yes, sir."
He shoved his wand under the pillow so he could find it later. "Get on your back."
She rolled over, and he got to his knees.
Lucifer grabbed her ankles and pushed back her feet.
He spread her legs just wide enough to let his cock rest against her pussy.
Leaning forward so her feet were over his shoulders, he pressed his heavy length to her clit.
Hermione let out a small cry as he started to thrust between her thighs, rubbing her sex with the back of his dick.
It was a lot like when she rubbed herself against various things in her room . . . but so much better.
"You're ready to come, aren't you?" he whispered.
"Yes, sir."
"I want you to come right now. Do you understand me? Move your hips and show me how you've been rubbing your wet little pussy against everything in your room with Ginny."
She nodded and started to buck against him.
It seemed to take no time at all; she peaked in less than a minute. "Luci---!"
"Yessss," he hissed down at her. "You have been practicing, haven't you?"
Just as she started to come down, his bulging head pressed to her opening and eased inside.
The invasion made her muscles jump, and her orgasm drew out until he was completely buried inside her.
"I want to hear you say you want my cock. Tell me how it feels, love."
Hermione could barely breathe, let alone talk. "Yes. I want your cock. I love it. I'm so full."
The corner of his mouth curled. "Wrap your legs around me." He let go of her thighs and pressed his chest to hers.
"Don't get comfortable. I want you on your knees in a minute. We're going to christen this bed properly with your juice. I can't sleep if it doesn't reek of your pussy in here."
Her blush looked beautiful to him, and Lucifer pressed close, kissing her to make sure she knew it.
Slow. Thorough.
Nuzzling her face with his nose.
Sucking the breath from her lungs.
Before long, she was moaning in his mouth and drawing him closer.
Her nails scraped over his back, marking him as hers.
He lifted his head and made her look in his eyes. "Who's my good girl?"
"Me," she whispered back. His smile made her pussy clench.
"And who makes me harder than a iron rod?" he purred, kissing his way back to her ear.
"Me?"
"Obviously. Who's going to beg me to fuck her arse tonight?"
She was sure that time. "Me."
His chuckle tickled her ear.
"Whom do I want in my bed every night?"
"Me." 'I hope.'
He nipped her earlobe. "And who makes me happiest?
'Oh God! I love you so much. And how does he always say something without actually saying it?' "Me."
"You are a very smart girl. Shall I go on?"
Hermione smiled and bit his shoulder to muffle her moan.
His cock felt amazing inside her, and his eyes burned into her like x-rays.
If he kept talking like that, her heart and pussy were going to melt into a giant pile of goo. "Yes."
He smirked and fucked her harder. "Who creams her knickers every time I whisper in her ear?"
"Me."
"MmmHm. Who's going to squirt all over this bed in a few minutes?"
She grinned. "Me."
"I was hoping it wasn't me. Who looks like a goddess when she displays my collar around her neck?"
Hermione shivered. "Me."
"Who loves bending over my knee every time she's naughty?"
Her eyes closed. "Me."
"Whose pussy gets soaked every time her bum gets smacked?"
"Mine."
"Who can't decide if she wants to kiss my cock like an angel or suck it like a demon?"
Hermione laughed at the ceiling, holding him tighter. "Me."
"Whose pussy tastes like honey and gets wetter than the North Sea when I lick it?"
"Mine."
"You're very good at this game," he commented, nibbling her neck. "How about this one, who wants me to tie her legs apart and fill her bum with water?"
Her eyes popped wide, but she answered in a quiet voice, "Me."
"I thought so. Who's going to be a good girl and hold it while I paddle her?"
'Sweet Circe.' "Me."
"Who begs to feel my belt across her backside?"
"Me."
'Who tells me she loves me when she's high on sleeping potion and falling asleep in my bed?'
"Who's the only person who has ever said she missed me?"
"Oh God, Lucifer. Me?" 'That's so bloody sad.'
"Whose smile makes me forget how miserable I am?"
Hermione hugged him as hard as she could. "Please stop. You're going to make me cry again."
Lucifer slowed down and kissed her neck. "Who tries to take care of me even though I push her away and curse at her?"
"Me. I won't stop." A warm chuckle breezed over her neck.
"I know. Who looks at me as though I'm the only boy in the world?"
"Me."
"Who is the only person I care anything about and would kill to protect?"
She blinked hard to stop the prickling in her eyes. "Me?"
He pulled back and looked in her eyes, his hips slowly rocking against her clit. "Is there something you want to tell me?"
Hermione wracked her brain to figure out what she was supposed to say. "Tell you?"
"I heard what you said that night." If her eyes got any wider her eyeballs were going to fall out.
Lucifer tried not to laugh at the horror dawning on her features.
He kissed her once then ran his lips over to her ear. "Who hears you saying it over and over every night when he can't sleep?"
'OhmyGodOhmyGodOhmyGod.'
She was definitely going to start crying.
"Lucifer," her voice caught, and she had to swallow and blink like a maniac to hold back the tears.
'Who thinks about saying it back, but doesn't know if he can?'
Her arms locked around his neck, her lips touching his ear. "I was worried it would scare you away. I meant it, Lucifer. I love you. Please, don't say it back right now. I don't need you to say it. And if doesn't freak you out, I'll say it every day."
"It doesn't freak me out," he said with a small smirk, "but it does when there is another you declaring her love to me everyday."
She kissed his ear. "In that case, one more time, I love you. I won't overdo it on the first day."
Lucifer nodded. "I think I'm set for a while now."
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