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Harry Potter and Arya Queen of The ElvesArya worked at her love’s breaches, her nimble fingers making short work of the button and zipper. He was not so patient with her clothing. She felt her pants tear free under his strength and decided to follow his example. His undergarments were shredded by her grasp. She didn’t even notice her panties disappear as she pushed the gorgeous male back onto his bed. He was in his true form, possessing the same Princeling-like physique as he had after the gift from the dragons at his first blood Oath Celebration but with the features of his Harry Potter form. She had never desired someone so ardently in her life as she did at that moment. His eyes were a brilliant green and practically burned with desire. Her flower became soaked with nectar as her body reacted for him. Straddling his hips Arya whispered, “I have wanted this for so long. I cannot wait any longer.”With that the Queen grasped her lover’s tool and guided it to her slit. She threw back her head and moaned as she felt his thickness splitting her open and stretching her slick insides. His manhood was wonderfully filling. His moan was approving and sent a pleasant shiver down Arya’s spine. She felt his hands slide to her slim hips and brought her gaze from the ceiling back down to his gorgeous eyes. The elf leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, capturing his sweet mouth with a heated kiss. She hoped her lips conveyed all of her longing, all of her pain, and all of her love. She squeezed his throbbing member with her inner muscles and felt him flex his organ back at her. She ground her mound against his pelvis while their tongues danced between their joined mouths. His hands slid down to her bottom, kneading the pliable flesh with callused fingers. His arms moved and lifted her about half way up his considerable length. Then his hips flashed up and skewered her innards once more. Arya purred against his mouth as she felt her snatch being worked with the proper tool for the job. It was more than just the proper tool. Arya felt as if she was seated on the ideal tool. Nothing had ever felt so right before. “Arya,” Harry moaned as the two broke the kiss and began to move their lower halves.Arya’s hips lifted up off Harry’s pelvis before she drove her cunny back down around his dick. He would thrust his shaft upwards in unison with her downwards plunge. Their groins met with a wet sounding note caused by her copious juices coating his pubic region. The elf sat up at an angle, her upper body at a forty-five degree angle to his. This position gave him a great view of her breasts capped with reddish nipples that were blood engorged and flushed, the tone matching her fiery red hair. Harry bent his neck and wrapped his lips around one of his mate’s nipples. As his tongue danced across her tit he felt her kegel muscles squeezing and grasping at his prick. The sensation was fantastic to the wizard. His hands fondled her cute butt without restriction. She shivered when his fingertips massaged across her pucker and he made sure to play with this area as he made love to her. Arya’s pussy was a smoldering furnace of heat. Her insides were a balance of soft pliable flesh mixed with unyielding strong muscle. Those muscles continuously squeezed and released the dick sliding through her folds. The elf’s form was one of hard lean muscle coated by gloriously soft skin. Her scent was the familiar crushed pine needle fragrance he remembered pining away for in his youth but now contained a hint of feminine arousal. Arya’s aroused aroma was much lighter than a human woman’s fragrance and smelled a bit like crushed berries. It drove Harry’s libido and desire wild. Arya’s hands gripped the bed sheets around her head as she continued to ride her mate.“Eragon,” Arya whispered with her eyes closed. “Oh Eragon…don’t stop,” the elf urged as she rocked her hips faster. Harry sensed how close Arya was and so altered the angle of his upwards thrusts, using his telekinesis to send the head of his dick against the nerves in the top of her tunnel. Arya cried out and went rigid as her snatch erupted with her nectar. While she howled her release and clung to his body the mage rolled over so that she was now on her back and he was on top of her. His length was as hard as it was possible to get as Arya’s inner muscles pulled at it, trying düzce escort to coax an orgasm out of him. But he was not to be denied further pleasure. Harry began moving again even through the elf’s powerful vaginal grip. She thrashed beneath him and tossed her head from side to side as waves of ecstasy coursed through her nerves. Each deep thrust of her mate’s prick sent a fresh wave of pleasure rippling through her flesh starting from the area of contact between his manhood and her core. Arya had no idea how much time had passed during her orgasm but when her mind cleared enough to be aware of her surroundings once more she found her mate pumping away at her flower, his athletic form covered in a fine sheen of sweat. His handsome face was tight with concentration as he focused on bringing himself closer to release. After the pleasure he had just generated in her loins she wanted so badly for him to experience that climax and spill himself inside of her. The thought of his seed spilling into her womb and creating a c***d inside of her sent a renewed sense of desire in her. The Queen wanted badly to bear Eragon’s c***d. Grasping his sides with her fingers and wrapping her legs around his waist and hips Arya whispered into his ear, “Spill yourself inside of me, love. I want to feel your hot shaft bathing my insides in your essence. Plant a baby in me.”Harry felt as if lightning had shot through his dick at Arya’s words. He too would love to see Arya carrying his c***d. He had been stroking in and out of her deliciously tight pussy for some time now with slow but deep strokes but at her words he quickened his pace. He felt her fingernails digging into his sides and back. The very slight pain only made the pleasure of her cunt-sleeve squeezing his prick seem all the more intense. He focused his mind on her entirely and extended his consciousness towards hers. He felt her walls drop to allow him access into the core of her mind just as she allowed him access into the core of her body. They were so intimately connected that both Riders could feel the love they held for each other. This was Arya Svit-Kona Queen of the Elves and the being Harry had loved first in his first existence. Her scent, the softness of her skin, the feel of her sleeve squeezing his manhood, her sheer beauty, the sounds their bodies made as they came together, her mind, her love for him, and her sheer physical and magical presence combined to incite a swell of arousal, desire, and love for Arya so profound his body reacted. Harry cried out while his orgasm overtook him. Thick creamy seed flowed out of his testicles and through his engorged prick before surging out of his body and into Arya’s, coating her vagina and going into her womb. Arya hadn’t thought she was ready for another orgasm yet but apparently her body had other ideas. Her pussy convulsed as soon as the first shot of cum hit her flesh. The elf’s sleeve flexed and released again and again as her powerful kegel muscles squeezed Harry’s pulsing prick. Harry gave his all and spent himself within Arya, grinding his groin against her juicy mound. She ground her slit around his dick in kind. Their lips came together and their tongues danced. The climaxing couple was locked in a cycle of ecstasy. Pleasure and love flowed between their minds due to their mental connection. Outside they sensed their dragons mating in the air above the forest. The pleasure of the two dragons only heightened the experience for their deeply connected Riders. Late
r the couple lay entangled together in a sweaty mess with the bed sheets twisted around them. They panted for breathe.“I needed that,” Arya whispered as she swirled her fingers through the hair on her mate’s chest, fascinated because he possessed body hair.“Gee, I couldn’t tell,” Harry said in amusement.“Silence, Harry,” Arya said with a grin, reverting back to his current name from the earlier slip she had called out while they were making love. Harry didn’t mind. He was both Harry Potter and Eragon Shadeslayer, Son of Brom. “You enjoyed that as much as I did.”“I never said I didn’t enjoy it. I just think you needed it more than I did,” Harry replied. “It has been years for me,” Arya pointed out. “True enough…let’s go take a shower,” Harry suggested as he leapt to his feet and pulled Arya to hers. “I don’t know if we’ll both escort düzce fit in your water closet,” Arya replied as she allowed her lover to lead her to the small shower.“We’ll fit,” Harry assured while mentally reconfiguring the realm to change the large bathroom he had upgraded the water closet to back into the water closet it had been with maybe a little more room.Harry wanted the space to be tight. He most definitely didn’t mind getting close to Arya. The couple slipped into the shower and felt the water wash the sweat from their bodies. Arya smiled as she got the opportunity to explore with her hands. She started washing her partner’s body and felt his organ respond when she paid it extra attention. With a wince Arya said, “I don’t think I’m ready to go another round yet. I’m somewhat sore down below.”“There are other ways to have fun,” Harry replied as he turned her around so that she was facing away from him. Arya felt him soaping up her rear and then to her surprise felt her mate crouch down so that his mouth was level with her bottom. She gasped and clutched at the wall when she felt his mouth slip between her cheeks and his tongue begin probing at the entrance to her back passage. He also began toying with her sore flower with several fingers and the tenderness began to wane by the time he had started probing at her rear with more than just his tongue. She felt him stand. Her breath caught as she felt his thick tool sliding between her cheeks with the tip coming to rest against her virgin star. Arya looked back over her shoulder and saw her mate staring down at her rear with a look of absolute delight. She wanted to bring him so much joy therefore she forced herself to remain calm and relaxed. This was one type of pleasure she had never experienced herself but knew humans sometimes practiced. She would try it and see if she liked it. Arya felt the flow of magic from behind her and a cool tingling sensation flowed into her rear even as her lover began pushing his organ into her bottom. She bore down and felt his head penetrate her sphincter. His manhood began sliding into her rectum bit by bit and she experienced no discomfort whatsoever. The elven beauty was smart enough to realize what the magic was intended to do, mitigate her discomfort and any pain she might have otherwise experienced. She was grateful for it and found she rather enjoyed the full sensation she experienced as her colon was stuffed full of prick. It was different than when her flower was stretched, more intense.“Are you alright?” Harry inquired while feeding his prick into Arya’s butt, marveling as he always did that he could cram something so big into such a normally small opening.“Yes, I am alright,” Arya assured as she took deep breathes and braced herself against the wall. Harry’s groin met the cheeks of the elf’s bottom and he held himself there, encased in her bowels and enjoying the feeling of heat and softness surrounding his length. He looked up and locked gazes with Arya. He leaned forward and pressed himself fully into her back, his chest against her soft skin. His lips found Arya’s mouth and he plunged his tongue inside. Harry shared mind to mind with Arya how fantastic her backside felt wrapped around his tool and she in turn shared how intense the sensations were in her nether regions and how full she felt. The mage slipped his hands down to her hips and took hold as he slowly started to rock his lower half back and forth, sliding his meat shaft in and out of her stretched guts. Arya broke the kiss and moaned deeply as she concentrated on the rhythmic movement back and forth through her anus. “That feels really good,” Arya whispered in a breathy voice. “Don’t stop. Nice and deep,” the elf purred. Arya knew her encouragement turned her mate on even more. She could sense his increased excitement through their mental bond. She could feel every surge of enjoyment he experienced each time she squeezed her butt muscles, every time she let out a moan of encouragement, every time he sank his weapon fully into her back passage. His pleasure in turn excited her and fed her own enjoyment. His pace was unhurried and slow. She liked that. She felt his right hand slip around the curve of her hip and down between her thighs. He was bent over her but his hand was able to reach her flower. She gasped approvingly düzce escort bayan as he began rubbing her snatch while he continued to pump her colon. The mixture of sensations from the nerves in her bowels and the nerves in her flower were of greater intensity than was possible to achieve with either single stimuli alone. She threw her head back and closed her eyes, content to let the water cascade over her form as her favorite male rutted against her backside and took his pleasure from her bottom.Harry sucked and nibbled on Arya’s right shoulder and neck as he buggered her ass. Her flesh tasted exquisite. He played with her tight little pussy while her tight little ass squeezed and clenched around his turgid cock. His thrusts drove his length up into her soft intestines which gripped his girth. It felt so good he almost didn’t want to pull out but the friction generated by his movements sent deeply satisfying sensations through his manhood. Arya’s legs were spread apart to open her thighs and grant his hand access to her snatch which his digits explored and manipulated with skill. Her voice as she cooed encouragement was a husky purr. Harry created a telekinetic hand-shaped appendage which took over for his real hand while he stood up straight. He stared down at where he joined with the beauty with eyes that could see quite clearly in low light conditions. He loved watching his dick slip in and out of a tight female sphincter. Her colon provided a wonderful environment for his aroused prick to explore. Arya opened her eyes when she sensed magic working around her. She found the water closet had expanded greatly and a plastic chair stood beneath the spray. The chair looked quite sturdy. She noticed her mate’s hand wasn’t between her thighs but it certainly felt like it was still there. He wrapped his arms around her and sat down in the chair. Before she really had any time to adjust to the new position she was spun around on his shaft so that she was now directly under the spray of the water. The liquid cascaded over her head and back. She was now straddling the seat in the reverse position it had been meant for so that her thighs were wrapped around her lover’s waist and she was facing him. His mouth descended to her breasts and she felt him latch onto her left nipple. She threw her head back and sounded her happiness. His powerful hands gripped her stuffed buns and started raising and lowering her on his hot sausage. His thick member pumped in and out of her rear with a motion that saw her anal ring making the circuit from just beneath his head to the base of his length each time he moved her. Arya wanted more. She wanted to be taken faster and harder. The redhead planted her feet on the ground next to the chair and began raising and lowering herself. She bounced on the mage’s shaft with constantly increasing speed, spearing her bottom on his hardness. The faster she went and the harder she dropped onto his pelvis the better Arya felt
. Her face compressed into a look of pure concentration, Arya whispered, “I’m going to climax, my love. Please spill yourself inside of me at the same time.”Harry wasn’t going to have any problem with that for when she made the request the elven beauty had begun furiously clenching her rectal and glut muscles around his organ. After several minutes of this intense butt generated dick massage the sorcerer was ready to blow. He sent a blast of magic through his tool and straight into the nerves of his mate’s sensitive colon. She squealed and her legs gave out. Her muscle clenching became involuntary as her orgasm overtook her. Arya’s pussy gushed her nectar while Harry let loose with a torrent of semen into her stretched bowels. She dropped her head to his shoulder, shivering and shuddering, while clutching to him for dear life. Her orgasm was powerful and intense, more so than she had ever felt before. She sat there impaled on Harry’s cock with water pouring over them both and felt all the tension melt out of her. When Arya’s mind returned from the heights it had just soared to she found her lover gazing intently at her.“What does that expression mean?” Arya asked.“I have this expression because I’m trying to memorize everything about you at this moment when you’re at your most beautiful,” Harry explained.“You can memorize but you’ll be seeing it again often in the future,” Arya assured. “I’m not about to lose you again my love after having lost you once already,” the Queen of the Elves promised. Arya’s mouth captured Harry’s lips in a tender kiss conveying the depth of her emotions.
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