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“Remus, we’ve already discussed this,” Hermione sighed. “Nothing you can say is going to change my mind, love.”
“I know you think we’ve said all we need to say, but I think you’re wrong.” He sighed. “It’s dangerous, Hermione.”
“Love, who’s the expert here?”
“You are, but…”
“No buts. I listened to you when you said you wanted to test the new Wolfsbane for six moons. It’s now the seventh month. Everything has worked perfectly, and I need this. We need this.”
“I just don’t want to see you get hurt.”
“I understand,” she sighed. “But, I’m your mate, Remus. We won’t be truly mated until Moony gets his say too. This has been happening since the dawn of werewolf mates, and unsafely too, I might add.” Hermione reached up to sweep a stubborn lock of hair off his forehead. “We’re being safe. The potion works, and I’m ready to completely start our lives together.”
“I just worry about you.”
“I know, and that’s why I love you so much. You’re my alpha. My protector. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. But it’s time to trust me now too, Remus.”
He slowly pulled Hermione into his embrace. “Of course I trust you.” Remus leaned down to press a soft kiss to her forehead. “But I’ll never stop worrying about how to protect you.”
“And I wouldn’t have it any other way. Now, let me go get prepared for tonight’s full moon.” Hermione gave him a quick lick at the base of his throat before hurrying away to prepare.
“Minx,” Remus muttered while watching his mate dash away.
***
“Shit Remus, harder,” Hermione panted, his cock pounding into her wet cunt. Her tits swung violently beneath her as his hips met her thighs. She hissed in pleasure as his bollocks hit her clit in time with his thrusts.
Hermione had done her research for this night and made sure to already be in position for him as he made his change. It was just a few minutes until the moon rose, and Hermione felt an anticipation that she couldn’t begin to explain. She was already mated to Remus, and now tonight, she’d finally be mated to Moony as well.
Hermione let her body move in tandem with him, and almost as if she could feel the moon’s pull herself, knew his change was imminent. Practically counting down from five to one, she felt the body over her elongate and wrap securely around her.
Through one thrust he was Remus, and by the next, he was Moony. As his body surrounded her, she felt his cock enlarge slightly too. Hermione had never been disappointed with Remus’s cock, but the fullness she felt from Moony was something she had no problem getting used to.
The difference between Remus the man and Moony the wolf was startling to Hermione, but with both she could feel the mate bond keeping them linked.
Hermione could only moan as Moony picked up a speed that Remus could never accomplish. His hairy hind legs bracketed her hips as his long snout burrowed into her curls and his fury underbelly tickled her back.
Remus had always told her that he loved her scent. He could never keep his own nose out of her curls. Hermione had lost count of the marks he’d left on the crease where her shoulder and neck met. It seemed Moony was no different as he licked at the same spot. She wasn’t afraid of his bite with Remus still very present in Moony’s mind, so she just enjoyed the rough texture of his tongue.
Hermione could feel her orgasm coming, the tightness in her lower stomach starting to spread out to the rest of her body. And she could feel his knot at the base of his cock beginning to swell as well.
This was what she was the most excited for. The first time her and Remus had sex, he had knotted to her as they sealed their mate bond. It had taken her breath away as he stretched her in a way she didn’t think was possible.
And the amount of come. Merlin, she didn’t know that was a kink she was into until he finally deflated twenty minutes later and it all gushed out of her. She felt like his own personal cannoli as he licked their mingled juices from her still sensitive quim.
She hoped Moony would be just as attentive, but more so, she hoped he’d be ready for round two fairly quickly.
As his knot continued to swell to the size of an orange, and his thrust became short and impossibly deep, Hermione felt herself tip over the edge of her climax. Her body seized up, her toes curled, and a muted exhale left her lips. Moony’s large cock locked into place as her body pulled him into an orgasm with her.
He let out a quiet bark as he stiffened above her. She thought Remus covered her insides in come that first night together. It was nothing compared to the spurts she could feel from Moony. She lost count of the amount of spurts she felt coating her cervix as Moony came. Every time she thought he was done, a bit more shot inside her. Hermione couldn’t keep her legs up anymore and slowly collapsed, bringing him down with her. Luckily her wolf and mate were conscious enough to turn slightly so they landed on their sides.
Hermione struggled to catch her breath as she felt Moony pull her closer into him. He wrapped himself around her trembling body, his snout finding its way back into her messy curls. She felt just as safe in his arms as she did Remus’s, and Hermione was so glad she had talked the stubborn man into finally taking this final step in their relationship.
Hermione fell easily asleep, warm in Moony’s embrace and surrounded by his body heat. The two stayed locked together for longer than she did with Remus, but that might have been because Moony didn’t need to be completely deflated before he was able to fuck her again.
She had the time of her life with her wolf that night, and when she finally woke up, sore but satiated, Hermione found herself wrapped up in her man’s arms and completely content with life.