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Just Submit	By : grugster Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Fenrir Views: 88144 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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I’m not a native speaker of English.

Thanks a lot to my beta, remarkable, for correcting this chapter!

Dear readers,

To be honest I didn't want to post right now, because it's a little sad to end the story now, even so I already have 30 chapter of the sequel finished. ;) I hoped for a view more reviews as I'm so badly review-addict, but as I love you all so much I give the final chapter to you now and hope you will thank me with many reviews.

The sequel will be uploaded next week and it will be posted under the Threesome/Moresome category. The story will still be Hermione centric and the main pairing will be Hermione and Fenrir but Hermione, Neville and Draco will have fun with many others too. Sometimes I fear I made them behave like Bonobos (those monkeys that solve all their social problems with sex) but I still liked it and I hope you will do so as well.

So here comes your smut chapter with Hermione and Fenrir. I know you all waited for it so much!

AgainAndAgain

Characters: Fenrir, Hermione

Sexual interactions: Fenrir/Hermione

Warnings: het, virgin

Chapter 16 – Losing her Virginity

“Relax, pup,” Fenrir soothed when he stopped kissing her for a moment. His hands were pushing her knickers down and then her skirt followed.

Hermione tried to stay calm. She knew she wanted this, deep down inside, maybe not only the wolf but her human side wanted it as well, but she still was so scared. She had heard horrible things about losing your virginity.

Fenrir made her sit up and pulled her shirt over her head. Now she was completely naked which made her try to hide and be as small as possible.

“Relax, you will like it or I will stop, okay?” he asked while he lifted her chin with his finger.

Hermione nodded. She wanted to try it. She wanted Fenrir to know that he was important to her. Being intimate with Yorik and not Fenrir was hurting the alpha and Hermione couldn't stand it. “Could we just only do what I did with Yorik? No real sex?”

Fenrir groaned. “That is sex, pup, and I want to do many more things with you than you did with Yorik. So relax and stop thinking about my beta while I play with you.” With that he pushed her down again and tried to undress himself while he kissed her. When he finally was successful, he threw his boxers crosswise through the room, not caring were they landed. Then his hands were all over Hermione and she slowly relaxed when Fenrir didn't seem to rush to the point she was so afraid of.

Fenrir kissed a trail down her throat and to her breasts. He gently cupped them and sucked one nipple into his mouth and let his tongue flicker over it. Hermione moaned and wriggled and her leg came in contact with his erection. She stopped the wriggling and stiffened, but Fenrir ignored it and just moved so she wasn't in contact with his member anymore. He knew that she was scared of his size. She had already seen how big and thick it was. The male subs had struggled to accept his member into their tight holes. Tara was so bitchy that she enjoyed it when Fenrir forced his member into her without much foreplay. Fenrir knew he couldn't do it like that with Hermione, and he didn't want to. He wanted to make Hermione happy, and he wanted to make this first time last forever.

Hermione moaned. Fenrir's tongue and mouth were wonderful. He knew exactly where to tease her and how hard. She was in ecstasy. Until now he had only taken care of her breasts, but her lower region was on fire and her center was so wet she feared it was dripping. While his lips were still over Hermione's left breast his hand wandered down to her pubic hair and drew small circles. Slowly, his middle finger slipped down between her slick lips and pressed down on her clit. She screamed and wriggled against his finger to make it move, but he was totally in control again. To her relief, he started to let his finger dance over her sensitive knob and she felt pure ecstasy under his touch.

“Please,” Hermione whispered.

“Please what?”

“I don't know. Go deeper down?” Hermione was confused. She really didn't know what she wanted. In the back of her head a voice still was telling her where this was going to lead and made her afraid, but all the rest of her wanted Fenrir's finger to go deeper and push into her.

“Here?” he asked and let his finger wander from her clit down in the direction of her virginal entrance. When he finally placed his finger over it, she moaned and tried to impale herself on it.

Fenrir had no problem moving his finger with her movements, so it never penetrated her. “No, no, my sweet pup. It's not the time for this now. First I need to taste you.” With that said he leaned down, spread her lower lips and licked her directly over her entrance, where Hermione wanted his finger a moment ago.

Hermione had the feeling she had spurted liquid when Fenrir had licked her and his smacking noises made her think she was right.

“Your juice is so delicious,” Fenrir groaned and started to lick and suck at her.

“Fenrir, please. I can't take it anymore.”

“You can take much more, pup,” he said over her clit. His warm breath made her crazy. While he sucked her clit in his mouth again, he started to gently prod at her entrance. When Hermione didn't stiffen in fear, he pushed into her folds, careful not to meet the hymen. The movement would cause Hermione's body to lube her center and widen her virginal entrance. This would make everything less painful for her. Fenrir took his time. Even so, Hermione was already crying and begging for him to go on. She had reached her peak several times but then he had always stopped and held her in place so she couldn't push herself over it. That made Hermione go crazy.

When Hermione thought she had lost a liter of liquid out of her sex and she would pass out from the orgasm denial, Fenrir pushed her legs up over his shoulders. Her mind was too dazed to let her human thoughts come to the surface, and so she didn't feel afraid. When Fenrir positioned his cock at her entrance, she even tried to hurry things up and push herself onto him but Fenrir held her in place.

“My pace, pup, or I will stop and tease you with my mouth again.”

“No, please,” Hermione whimpered and held his neck with a death grip, fearing otherwise he would straighten up and not kiss her.

He got the cue and leaned down to kiss her. Knowing his little vixen even though they had known each other for a short time, he took the head of his cock from her entrance so she couldn't spear herself while they kissed. Hermione's frustrated groan made clear that it was the right decision. To make her happy, he started to gently rock his hips so his shaft was rubbing over her clit.

“Oh yes, Fenrir,” Hermione said in bliss and let her head hang backward. Fenrir gently removed her hands from his back and positioned himself over her entrance again. Then he pulled her legs higher up and leaned against them without penetrating her. The only movement she could do now was to thrust her hips up, but that would cause her legs to push him backwards to disable her from taking the decision to impale herself onto his thick cock and leave it in his hands. Having her fully in control now, he leaned over her and cupped her cheeks to see her face.

Slowly, he pushed his big cock into her. Her submissive body had slicked her up well and relaxed her muscles, but still she never had anything in her down there and so her body wasn't used to something like this. Fenrir could see that the discomfort slowly took over and he pulled out again. Relief was written all over her face. Then he pushed back in and tension was all over her face again. He repeated this until she was relaxed enough to not tense when he pushed in.

One last time Fenrir slowly pulled out and pushed in very carefully until he could feel resistance.

Hermione stiffened. That was not only uncomfortable; no, it had stung. The part of her mind she had pushed to a distant place came back to the surface and she panicked. Fenrir saw it in her eyes that the wolf was fighting back. Before she could restrain her wolf, Fenrir thrust forward.

Hermione screamed and tried to push Fenrir of her, but he held her tight and didn't let go of her. This pain was agony, almost as if he had pushed a dagger into her.

Fenrir concentrated on holding Hermione still. He fought his pleasure of being in that incredible tight pussy down to a manageable level. Hermione was important now. He had deflowered enough women to know that it wouldn't help if he pulled out now. She would just be too afraid to do it again in the near future. “Relax, pup. The pain will lessen, and later it will become pleasure. I promise you. Just relax.”

Hermione whimpered and tried to shake her head, but Fenrir's hands on her cheeks held her still. She sobbed. “It hurts too much. You must have damaged something. Please pull out.”

It pained Fenrir to not do what she wanted him to do. Any other time he would do it but now he knew it would be the wrong thing even though she thought it would be best. “Of course I damaged something. I ripped your hymen. You need to relax; the pain will go away.”

Hermione could already feel the pain going away, but the burning remained and her fear of what pain would follow if he moved was unbearable.

Fenrir felt her pussy become even more wet. That was the sign that she was ready for the next step. “I will start to move now, pup.”

“No, no, no,” Hermione said in panic and sank her fingernails in his shoulder.

“Relax; you will see that it will be okay. Count with me. If we are at seven and you still want me to pull out, I will do that, okay?”

What a shitty deal but Hermione knew it was all she would get. In her position she couldn't do anything. She nodded, more tears flooding her eyes.

Fenrir's heart hurt. He was almost going soft but he knew he had to make this experience become something good so she could take her place as the pup in the clan before her first changing. She needed to have sex with other dominants to fully make her wolf happy and make her want to survive. The pain now was nothing against the pain of her first changing. Fenrir leaned down and kissed her tears away. “Trust me, pup. We will count. Come on, let's start.”

When he slowly pulled out she felt an odd feeling of emptiness, but when he pushed back it burned a lot. She winced, but the pain went away quickly when he stilled. “So?”

“One,” Hermione breathed out.

“Good, pup, only six more to go.” The next three thrusts were almost the same, but the burning slowly faded and Hermione started to feel Fenrir's pelvis rub against her clit. She couldn't stop a small moan from escaping her throat, and she hoped he would interpret it as a moan of pain because she was determined to end this all at the count of seven.

Fenrir changed his angle slightly, and when Hermione started to wriggle at the next thrust, he knew it was the right thing to do. “Five, pup. Don't forget to count.”

Hermione groaned. Her head was starting to feel dizzy again, and the world around her became unimportant. Only the stiff member in her center was counted now. Before she could stop herself she squeezed her vaginal walls over Fenrir's member. The man groaned, and Hermione's heart did a flip flop.

The next thrust in made Hermione moan loudly. She was feeling little ants run all over her lower region. She wanted Fenrir to push faster and deeper. She wanted to suck his cock into herself.

“Seven,” Fenrir groaned while pushing into her more forcefully. He wanted to ask her if she still wanted to stop, but before he had a chance, she scratched his arms and screamed at him to go deeper. He wasn't fully inside of her and he feared it would be too much, but now they had reached a part where he definitely should hear her out and try to fulfill her wishes. Very slowly, he pushed deeper. Her walls were making those sucking moves again, and Hermione was wriggling and pleading under him. She didn't stop wriggling until he was in her to the hilt. Panting, he grabbed her legs to change the angle again. Then he grabbed her behind her shoulders and pushed her legs with his body against her shoulders. She squeaked not in surprise or fear, but in orgasm when he pushed deeper into her with that move.

Fenrir closed his eyes and tried to breathe, tamping his impending orgasm down to the best of his ability. With great will he was able to. Hermione looked at him, exhausted, while her walls still contracted around him. “It’s not over, pup. I promised you it would be good. That won't be your last orgasm today.”

She moaned, exhausted, but when Fenrir started to move she responded with fervor. He knew he had to go slow now, so he teased her by pulling out almost completely and then going back in at an agonizingly slow pace. Only at the end did he give a short forceful trust that let her squeak each time and make her beg again. Fenrir was fascinated by how well her body reacted to his ministrations. Normally he was just fucking the subs, not caring a lot about how good it was for them. Tara was just happy with the thickness of his dick. He didn’t need much finesse with her. The male subs he only had to fuck at the right angle to find their prostate. Subs from other clans are told to shut up and pleasure him to get something for their clans. Making Fenrir relaxed and satisfied gave their clans a benefit in dealing with him. Fenrir didn't need to worry about their pleasure much. Only his pride made him give them an orgasm at all. With Hermione it was different. He wanted her to enjoy it a lot.

Every time Fenrir pushed at that last small part, deep and quick into her, Hermione had the feeling she was coming again. Small waves of pleasure flooded through her body, but it wasn't enough to get her over the edge. She pleaded and begged shamelessly for him to hurry.

When he felt he couldn't hold his orgasm back any longer, he pressed at the base of his cock. It would only help for a very short time, but it was enough to allow him to speed up and fuck her hard. He loved the position he had her in. She was fully at his mercy while he plunged into her. He made sure he was pulling out almost completely and slamming back into her to the hilt. Her body was made for him. They fit perfectly.

Hermione had the same opinion, only that she wished she had more movement abilities to at least have a bit of control during their love making. She was fully relying on Fenrir to pleasure her. Not that he wasn't doing a good job, he was pleasuring her beyond measure. Hermione felt the now familiar swirling of pleasure building up in her sex. When she exploded, she screamed his name and then she felt his cum in her passage. It burned a bit, but that couldn't belittle the pleasure she felt, not only physically but emotionally as well. She was so happy and relieved, as if a big burden had been taken off of her. She had made her mate happy and she felt perfect with him. The waves of pleasure didn't seem to stop and finally the pressure in her chest became too much and she blacked out.

Fenrir cursed when Hermione fell unconscious. “Damn, I should have known better.”

END of Part ONE

Okay, I know it's a shitty end but you all know why I did it and the sequel "Just Submit 2" is already up under the threesome/moresome category. Please forgive me. I hope the smut chapter made up for it.

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