Halloween: Chapter 15 (Patreon)

The forbidden couple continued to kiss each other erotically under the hot shower. Warm water was cascading down the wet bodies, cleansing any hint of sweat away as their mouths stayed locked in a furious exchange.


Harry pulled away from her, and with a heated look, whispered, "You're mine.’’


Narcissa could only look back at him with her face flushed, her eyes half-lidded, and she found herself lost in arousal. Harry still had her held up by her ass, his hard cock slowly but continuously pistoning in and out of her well-fucked pussy.


‘’I’m yours,’’ was all she could whisper out, and she inwardly gulped when she watched a feral grin cross his face. Her pussy quivered in lust, and she cried out when he gripped her ass harshly and plunged deep inside her snatch.


‘’Aaaaahhhhh! Ohh... umm...’’ Narcissa could only moan as Harry started to firmly bounce her on his erect cock. Both her hands were tightly gripping his shoulders, her shivers conspicuous even under the hot shower as she debauched in the feel of being impaled on such an enormous rod, reaching places inside her that she never imagined one could reach, and quite literally threatening to split her apart at any juncture.


Harry’s mind was in a haze. This sensation of control was addictive – one he had exerted on quite many women over the past few years. But there was something primal in his behavior with Narcissa. It was as if some hidden aspect of his persona let itself out whenever he was with her, rendering him powerless when it came to resisting this blonde magnet.


Her moans were music to his ears, her cries of pleasure filled him with euphoria, and the feeling of her inner walls coiling and gripping his cock harshly, intimately, was something he couldn’t explain even to himself.


However, it was starting to become relatively straining. As he kept rocking her on his cock, standing ramrod straight while her legs stayed wrapped around his waist, Harry could feel his legs quivering under the constant pressure he had put his body under, throughout their coupling under the shower. The revitalizing water had done a miraculous job in rendering him fresh and active for their renewed session of carnality but the physical strain he was under persisted somewhat.


'Looks like another dose will be needed...'


Narcissa’s moans and cries marginally abated when felt him slow down slightly. Panting, she lifted her head from his shoulder and looked into his eyes. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion when she felt him withdraw from her pussy.


Harry pulled his cock out of her gushing canal. He saw Narcissa looking at him with a confused expression and smirked. Slowly, he lowered her to the floor.


Narcissa stumbled as she felt her shaking legs come into contact with the wet floor. Her hands gripped his arms for support and he quickly held her steady.


‘’Wha-what?’’ she mumbled, puzzled at the abrupt shift.


‘’Oh nothing much,’’ he smirked, ‘’just thought a change in position was long due, don’t you think?’’


That smirk was prominently etched on his face and Narcissa felt a nasty grin grow on her face.


‘’Oh! Is that so?’’ She smirked as she looked up at him. Slowly, she took a small step forward and kept at it until her front was firmly pushed up against his. She could feel his hard cock sandwiched between their bodies, the bulbous head pointing straight upward and his palms came down to rest at her naked back, right over the swell of her ass.


Harry looked down with a smirk, and the sight was so sensual he couldn’t help the lurch his cock gave. Narcissa’s smirk had widened at that, a clear indication she had felt the slight but discernible movement.


There she stood, with her big and bountiful tits pressed flush against his chest, hot water cascading down their bodies and casting a shine on their glowing skin under the light, her eyes filled with lust and want and her mouth quirked in a sultry smirk, and his cock lurched at the sight of her.


‘Fuck I’m a goner,’ he thought as he looked at her.


‘’So...’’ she whispered as she stood up on her tiptoes, her mouth coming ever so closer to his, slowly, wantonly, and it took all the self-control he had not to lean down and capture her luscious lips with his. He held on, barely, but he did.


‘’How do you want me, baby?’’ Her mouth was inches away from his, her seductive eyes looking up at him through her eyelashes as their bodies stayed intimately pressed up together, getting drenched under the hot water.


Harry simply continued his gazing back at her with those lust-filled emeralds, his arousal apparent to Narcissa, and she smirked.


‘’Well...’’ she said as she pulled back, turned around, and slowly walked over to the edge of the shower stall, sashaying her full rear as she did so. Her palms came to rest on the glass walls that were blurred with steam and she daintily wiped some of the mist with her finger. Smirking, she turned her head and looked at him over her shoulder.


Harry’s heart was thudding as he saw this succubus of a woman displaying her tantalizing naked figure in all its glory, swaying her ass side to side, keeping his gaze firmly locked on, without any compulsion or urging.


The sight of those wet blonde locks that cascaded down her back, reaching just where the curvature of that perky ass began, the curve of her narrow waist and how it gave way to her bubble butt you could toss a coin off of, and her sweetly gushing pussy, intermixing the hot water with her love juice – all of them were collectively becoming too much for Harry to endure from afar.


The sound of Narcissa clearing her throat brought him out of his funk and he wiped the water dripping over his eyes, blinking a few times in quick succession before he fixed his gaze back at her half-turned face.


Narcissa was looking at him over her shoulder, giving him a side-eyed look, an impish smirk permanently etched on her smug face as she saw him drinking in her curvaceous form. It felt so good to be desired in such a manner – him being a man of such stature that he could get any woman he desired, and herself a woman past her prime, or so she had thought. It felt so, so good to be proven inaccurate in such a fortuitous fashion.


‘Well, he’s looked enough, and it’s getting too late... I need him so bad! Oh Harry, what have you done to me...’ She wondered nastily and cleared her throat. She saw him wipe the water out of his eyes before he blinked his eyes clear and lowered his head slightly, looking at her with water dripping down his hair. There he stood, without a care in the world, deliberately controlling his lust and biding his time.


“Hmm?” She cocked her head sideways when she saw him smirk and move his hand behind himself.


Her eyes followed the movement of his hand before an excited gleam materialized in those grey orbs.


‘Is he really doing this!?’


Harry looked at her through his eyelashes and with a smirk on his face, touched the revitalizing rune right by the shower taps. Thick, steamy water ran down the shower, coating his body in its entirety, before the spectacle from before replayed itself.


Black, murky water covered his skin for just a second before slithering down his frame instantaneously, rendering his body shrouded in steam.


Narcissa’s breath caught in her chest when she saw the feral look in his eyes. The cheat! He was abusing the revitalizing runes to the fullest, using it in manners only his perverted mind could think of. And despite that fact, Narcissa couldn’t help but feel thrilled.


‘Not that I can complain, not when I did the same before coming here,’ she thought to herself.


Her breath hitched again when she saw him gather some of that water in his palms before he threw it all over her back and ass.


Narcissa shivered at the sensation and Harry kept throwing huge splashes of the revitalizing water all over her body. Her pussy quivered as the water splashed and slithered over her slit. The ache all over and around her lower lips abated as if it had never been there. Murky water dripped down her legs and Narcissa hissed when the steam rose from her gushing cunt.


Harry finally stopped splashing her and with a smirk, deactivated the runes once again. Reaching up, he seized the head of the shower and tilted it up, quickly arranging it over so that the water was directly striking the spot right next to the wall where she stood, gasping.


Slowly, like a predator stalking its prey, Harry prowled toward Narcissa. She was still looking back at him through her eyelashes, her mouth open and her breathing ragged. Her pussy was still tingling due to the aftereffects of the revitalizing water and slight steam could still have been seen if there wasn’t so much of it already inside the shower stall.


Her heart was thudding audibly in her chest, her arousal spiking with every second that passed and as she saw him slowly prowling as if he were keen to devour her, her whole frame shook in lust and suspense.


Narcissa froze when Harry reached her, his erect cock hitting her ass and he gently grabbed her upper arms, twirling her to the side and pressing his front against her back. His knees slowly hit the back of hers, and her entire body from the knee up squeezed flawlessly against the glass wall.


She hissed when she felt the frigid surface coming into contact with her entire front, her cheek pressed against the glass as her heaving tits firmly pushed against it as well. She could feel him behind her, unmoving, simply standing there, just out of her sight. Suddenly she felt his soft breathing in her ear and Narcissa strained to listen.


Water continued to shower over them, relaxing their taut muscles and further softening the hard surface of their skin. The hot shower surely added to the erotic setting, steam filling up the shower room and obscuring the inhabitants from any outside gaze.


Harry smirked. The feeling of her body pressed up against his never failed to enchant him. He still couldn’t believe how addicted he’d already gotten to her, so possessive and so desirous of her presence in such a brief period.


Still smirking, he lowered his face and brought his mouth to her ear, and with a soft yet firm hold on her upper arms, he whispered, ‘’How do I want you? Well, that’s a loaded question, love... one that doesn’t have a single response... however,’’ his voice lowered even further, and Narcissa had to strain her ears to hear what he was going to say.


‘’This seems as good an option as any...’’ Harry smirked a positively devilish smile as he brought his face right in front of hers. Narcissa’s breath was knocked out of her lungs as her arousal went into overdrive. His grip on her upper arm tightened while his other hand dropped down to grab his throbbing hard-on.


Their eyes stayed locked together, one pair widened in arousal while the other glinting maliciously, an absolute feral look to them. Narcissa, still firmly pressed up against the glass wall of the shower, gasped when she felt him prodding her entrance from behind. It was the first time he was going to do it – take her from behind, and her pussy quivered with lust at the feeling of tension.


Harry could see the look of absolute lust on her face. Her eyes were practically begging him to take her, to ram his cock inside her and use her as he deemed fit.


‘Soon, baby, very soon...’


He grinned at her before lining up his cock against her entrance. Slowly, his cock touched her wet pussy for the umpteenth time, and he thoroughly rubbed it all over and around her lower lips. The wet manhood of his was slick with her gushing juices and Narcissa was quivering all over. Her breathing was rough, so drowned in lust and arousal she was that she was rendered quite incapable to formulate even simple words, let alone a coherent sentence.


Her mouth was half-open, her eyes barely open in a genuine display of sheer eroticism and Harry couldn’t help the feeling of pride and satisfaction that rose inside him. He had completely subdued her to his sexual whims, her confident and cocky persona, one of a seductress hell-bent on making him lose control now nowhere to be seen and rendering him firmly in command.


‘’You like that, baby? Huh? I bet you do...’’ He smirked.


Narcissa could only look at him, pleadingly, as he kept rubbing his hard cock all over and around her pussy, always teasing her, but never fully giving her what she wanted. Narcissa could feel her lower lips quivering and the swelling due to blood flow was quite evident, and he was still teasing her. That bastard!


“Y-yeah... I... ahh... I love it! Ohh...” It was a marvel that she could utter that much out, and by the look of surprise on his face, even he agreed.


‘’Well well well...’’ he smirked, ‘’Color me impressed, Cissy! Really. I honestly thought you were done for... glad to be proven wrong.’’ Narcissa panted, her breathing deep and she tried with all her being to keep it under control.


‘No! I won’t give in so easily! This... this feeling... it’s mutual. He wants full control? No! He’ll get back as much as he can give!’’


Harry’s eyes widened when he saw Narcissa open her eyes fully, her lust and arousal still overwhelming but firmly held under control as her lips quirked into a smirk so reminiscent of her seductive self. Inwardly he smiled.


‘Well... it wouldn’t have been much fun that way I guess...’’ he thought to himself as he gave her a similar smirk in return.


‘’So, ready?’’ he whispered, his lips barely apart from hers, as their eyes locked together.


Narcissa smirked, ‘’Give it your best, lover,’’ and she quickly brought her hand slightly behind her, fisting his hair. Harry had no moment to react before her lips furiously mashed against his. Quickly recovering, he fought back, kissing her back heatedly. His grip on her upper arm tightened and Narcissa grunted.


Taking it as her urging him to get a move on, he lined his cock up against her wet entrance. As they stood there, bodies pressed up firmly and her front mashed up against the glass panel, with water showering their refreshed bodies, they prepared themselves for another round of lechery that night.


Their kiss grew in intensity with every second that passed before Narcissa’s loud cry of pleasure filled the steamy air as Harry tore through her pussy, burying himself to the hilt inside her. The depravity, now renewed, had only begun.


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To be continued...