Lucifer smirked at her swelling bum, giving it a soft pat. "Get those damn pillows out of the way."
She turned her head and watched him unbutton his dress shirt.
He seemed to be in more of a hurry suddenly.
"I said get those damn pillows out of the way!" he growled.
Pulling them out and tossing them back toward the head of the bed, Hermione pushed her arse up higher into the air, turned on by how rough his voice sounded.
Her pussy still felt sore from last night's rough shag, but she hoped he would pound her until she couldn't feel it anymore.
He kicked off his trousers and climbed up to kneel behind her.
It was like sticking his cock in a flaming pudding.
She moaned and spread her legs wider.
He let her rock the head inside, her hips driving him in and out, then he pushed forward and slid all the way home.
With a grunt of relief, he rammed her lined bum, unleashing all the need he'd been restraining since he saw her in that blasted uniform.
Hermione held her body tight and still.
She could hear her pussy slipping around his dick.
It was almost louder than his ragged breathing.
Lucifer fought the growing tightness in his balls by digging his fingers into her hips.
He wanted her to have multiple visible reminders of him.
Five minutes in, she broke.
Her bum was so sore it felt like a slab of heat, and his dick felt as if it were drilling a hole straight through her.
Her hand shot between her legs and touched her clit; it was so swollen she had to jerk back her fingers and try again.
Light teasing. So close. She didn't have enough air in her lungs to talk, to beg him to not stop.
"M-mmm" All that came out was a mewling that made her sound more kitten than lion.
"Are you going to come, pet?" he asked in a winded breath.
"Yes, sir!"
"When you're right on the edge, take away your hand. You hear me?"
"Yes, sir," she whimpered.
Her middle finger pulsed against her clit, dragging her closer and closer to an ending she wanted but also wanted to make last.
As soon as Hermione felt the rolling momentum crest the hill, she pulled away her hand and let his cock nudge her over.
There were a few seconds where she thought it was going to slip back down, but then her belly tightened and she was falling.
Lucifer locked his teeth, grunting as her pussy began to twitch.
She rippled around his head, trying to hold him deep with her muscles.
The squeeze made his sac tighten, and he gave up his restraint.
His balls throbbed as he coated her walls with his seed. "Hermione!"
She was on fire, sweat running down her neck where tie rested.
He eased out of her, and she slumped down into a heaving lump of exhaustion.
A warm hand rested on her lower back, and Hermione turned her head to see him panting on the bed next to her.
"You all right?" he asked.
She nodded, too tired to talk.
His hand squeezed her bum as he closed his eyes.
Hermione was soaring.
He hadn't fucked her that fast and hard in a long time.
It felt like being flattened by the Knight Bus.
'My bum is going to be a wreck tomorrow....' She pressed her backside into his hand so he'd stop patting and rub.
Lucifer looked down at her dancing rump. "How's your arse?"
"It hurts."
He knew she wanted it left that way. "Should I get the salve?" Her scandalized look made him smile.
"You know I don't."
"I thought I should offer."
"Will you rub it for me?"
He was too tired to do anything else.
Wiggling his fingers at her, he motioned for her to scoot higher.
She shimmied across the bed, and he stopped her when her bum was level with his face.
Rolling closer, he laid his head on her back and began stroking the lightly raised lines on her cheeks.
She rolled her hips, sighing as he soothed the marks.
"Thank you."
"For what? Caning you?"
She smiled. "For rubbing me. Although the caning was nice too. And the shagging."
He laughed. "I've never been thanked for a shagging."
"I've thanked you several times."
He pressed a finger against her bum and watched it turn white then refill with red. "I never know what you're referring to when you randomly thank me."
She grinned. "I'm always thankful for your cock."
He kissed the small of her back.
Hermione heaved out a tired moan. "Not yet, Lucifer. I'm too tired." His snicker tickled her skin.
"I wasn't suggesting anything."
"Then don't kiss me there. You're making my pussy anxious."
He smirked at her wiggling hips and ran his fingers around the marks on her thighs. "How does one's pussy get anxious?"
"It knows you're close. It starts getting ready without my say."
Chuckling, he kissed her again.
"Lucifer!"
He slid up to her face. "Just testing. Do you want to rest a while longer?"
Hermione smiled. "Rest."
He dimmed the lights and pulled her to lie on his chest.
His eyes felt heavy, and he knew he was going to fall asleep if he didn't get up.
She seemed happy to just lie with him, her breathing slow and steady over his nipple.
"I'm going to fall asleep, love," he warned.
"M'kay," she muttered, not sounding any more energetic than he did.
They were both out before midnight.
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