“Are you okay now?” Harry asked as he hugged Fleur close to his chest with one arm and trailed his other hand along her leg that she’d put on him.

“Better…” She mumbled, “Sorry about the hickeys…” She apologized.

“Eh… it won’t be the first time Mum sees them, isn’t going to be the last either.” Harry shrugged. He’d stopped caring after the first couple of times. They’d tried to hide it, both magically and with other means, but she always found out and teased them about it. At this point, Harry had stopped caring.

“Though I would love it if I was able to fully participate in helping you with your episodes…” Harry grumbled with slight dissatisfaction.

“Come on, ‘Arry…” Fleur said with a loving tone as she brought her face up from the crook of his neck and gazed at him lovingly. She held his face with her palm and said, “We’ve waited this long… what’s another month? We’ll celebrate your birthday with all the sex you want, I promise.” Her tone turned lustful and expectant by the end.

“We can legally have sex at 15 in France… just so you know…” Harry said with an informative tone.

“I know that, ‘Arry…” Fleur looked at him with overflowing love, “But I want to respect your mother’s wishes. I want it just as much as you, and since we’ve waited this long…”

“I know… I’m just messing with you.” Harry laughed as he curled his arm that was under her and tightened his hold over her thigh before pulling her on top of himself.

Fleur yelped and felt something sticky touching her lower back. She laughed cutely and said, “Your cum is on my back…” Following her words, she brought her hand behind and scooped some of the sticky liquid from her lower back and the blanket that was covering her and Harry.

Harry knew what she was about to do and he was already completely erect as he gazed at her with overflowing lust. Fleur looked at him with a sexy smirk and eyes that were virtually dripping with allure. She brought her hand out from under the blanket and showed Harry her fingers that were covered in his cum before putting them inside her mouth.

“Mhm…” She moaned sensually as she sucked his cum from her fingers, “How tasty…” She moaned as she ground her pussy on his dick. They were both still wearing their pajamas so there wasn’t any direct contact, but it was still enough to drive Harry crazy.

“You’re playing a game that you won’t be able to handle…” Harry growled threateningly. Fleur just smiled provocatively in response and said, “I’m a Veela ‘Arry. You can never win against me, even if we are bonded.”

Harry looked at her with a narrow-eyed gaze as he flipped them both over, putting Fleur under him, “We’ll see about that.” Harry said as he held both of Fleur’s wrists and brought them above her head, holding them there with one hand.

Fleur looked at him with an anticipatory gaze as his free hand trailed down her arm and slowly made its way over her collarbone. His touch was like a fire that was trailing along her skin. As his hand moved over to her chest and brushed against her marvelous tits, she felt like her skin was burning wherever he left his faint touch on her.

“Mhm…” She let out a sexy suppressed moan as she felt his palm brushing against the perky pink nub on her breast as he slowly made his way down. He made a stop at her smooth belly and rubbed circles on her stomach before teasing her belly button with his finger.

Fleur already had a desperate look on her face as she couldn’t wait for him to touch her dripping pussy, “Please ‘Arry, stop teasing me…” She said.

All the while, her allure was running on full blast and was spread throughout the room. If anything, it was getting even more enhanced due to Harry’s presence and his teasing actions.

Seeing that instead of moving down, his hand moved upward, Fleur struggled weakly and tried to free her hands, “I don’t need any foreplay, ‘Arry. I’m always wet when it comes to you…” Her words would drive any normal man crazy and they wouldn’t be able to wait to stick their dick inside her, but Harry had practically spent his entire life with her.

From the day he and Lily came to France, Harry, and Fleur had been playmates. He had spent his entire life with Fleur and knew her inside out, both personality-wise and physically. And being so close to one of the most beautiful girls on Earth for such a long time helped him develop resistance against such basic tricks.

“I don’t just want you wet, my love…” Harry smiled sadistically as he kissed her kips in with the most gentle kiss possible, “I want you gushing and overflowing with your juices as you desperately beg for me to touch you…” His eyes had a look that sent shivers down Fleur’s spine. She instantly felt herself getting even wetter as a few images from the past appeared in her mind.

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Harry’s hand trailed upwards as he cupped her breast and made a swirling motion with his palm, massaging her breasts gently for a bit. With each repeat of the motion, the pressure increased by a slight margin. With Fleur’s current sensitivity, she was able to feel even the smallest difference in his touch and felt herself getting more and more desperate for his touch on her special place.

“Please, ‘Arry…” She pleaded as she actively tried to release more and more allure to cloud Harry’s mind so that he would give in to his instincts.

A while later, his thumb and index finger rested around her nipple, but he still didn’t pinch it and lightly traced his fingers in a circular motion over her nipple. Fleur tried to struggle for real, her back arched as she tried to push herself against Harry and generate some friction on her pussy, but he knew all her tricks.

With Harry’s knees in between her legs and spreading them apart, Fleur had no hope of getting any leverage other than trying to grind her pelvis, but that was also fruitless as he pulled back whenever she tried to raise herself up.

“‘Arry~” Her voice came out as a sensual squeak as she begged him to move further. But it was fruitless as her begging only turned him on even more and made him want to tease her for longer.

“Nhh~” She yelped as he finally pinched her nipple, allowing her to feel the first jolt of pleasure after teasing her for so long.

“You like this, right?” He wanted to talk dirty with her. Just then, they heard a loud thump sound coming from the room beside them. Fleur’s eyes widened in panic for a moment before her allure went even further out of control. She was incredibly turned on by the situation.

Thinking of the woman that she’s been calling her mother for years catching her in her current indecent state turned her on to no end as she closed her eyes and let out a loud moan. Though just before her voice escaped her lips, she found Harry’s hand clasped over her mouth as he gave her a dangerous look. At the same time, she felt vines wrapping around her wrists and keeping them in place after Harry freed her arms. She also felt the same vines wrapping around her ankles and forcefully spreading her legs apart.

“It turns you on, doesn’t it?” Harry said with a deep tone as his other hand that wasn’t clasped in her Fleur’s mouth quickly made its way down Fleur’s body, directly dancing over her covered pussy, “Look at you, drenched with your love juices… You’ve even ruined your leggings.” He said with a deep voice that turned Fleur on to no end.

“Think about it… What would happen if my mother walked in through the door at this moment?” He said as his hand slipped into Fleur’s bottoms and lightly traced his fingers over her labia.

“Mhmm!~” She moaned at the thought as her eyes grew cloudy with lust and she arched her body. Harry was sure that if he hadn’t put his palm over her mouth, Fleur would have moaned loud enough to reverberate through their entire house.

“Imagine how she would react if she sees you in such a shameful state… Aroused by being tied up as you beg for an orgasm…” Harry’s words served to make Fleur more and more aroused and desperate as she thrust her pelvis forward to make his fingers penetrate her entrance. But Harry just pulled his hand back, unwilling to let her get her release so easily.

“What would she think if she knew about your even darker thoughts about her?” He loosened his hold over her mouth and quickly replaced his palm with his lips as he passionately kissed her. Fleur moaned even more into Harry’s mouth. He could feel the vibrations of her throat with his tongue that was exploring her mouth.

With his now free hand, he started fondling her perfect breasts, pinching her nipples, teasing those perfect mounds of her flesh.

Fleur’s moans grew louder with each passing second and when Harry finally pushed his fingers through her snatch, she started convulsing on the spot and exploded with a climax. But he wasn’t done yet. She wasn’t going to be satisfied by a single weak climax. She needed to squirt at least a couple of times before she was satisfied. And Harry knew exactly how to bring her to those extreme climaxes.

With the second climax, Harry felt the vines that had tied Fleur’s limbs growing weaker so he freed her tits and grabbed his wand before pumping even more magic into them to make sure that they lasted as long as he wanted them to last. He also made them a bit more taut to stress Fleur’s body even more.

While pumping his fingers in and out for a few seconds, Fleur’s climax died down and Harry quickly curled them upward after going inside, directly touching a specific spot that made Fleur’s entire body shake as her toes curled up. Harry rubbed that spot in a circular motion for a few seconds and Fleur released an explosive climax again.

She desperately sucked his lips and tongue as her body shook. She tried to free herself from the vines but they were proving too strong for her as she could only helplessly cum at Harry’s discretion. He kept gently rubbing her G-spot constantly even through her climax, which send Fleur into overdrive as her pussy clamped around her fingers in a vice-like grip. He still didn’t relent and kept going. By the time she hit her third consecutive climax, her eyes had rolled back and her legs were shaking and she’s even stopped sucking Harry’s tongue and kissing him back.

When he finally stopped stimulating her with such an unholy intensity, Fleur finally had a second to recover as she took some deep breaths. Harry didn’t bother pulling his fingers out of her pussy. He already knew that she wasn’t done and would be begging him for more in a moment.

“More, ‘Arry~” She slurred as she tried to pull the vines to free her arms. The sense of helplessness turned her on even more as she started swaying her hips to generate friction, “Don’t worry, baby. We’re just getting started…” Harry whispered as Fleur saw the look in his eyes that send a jolt of pleasure down her spine.