Zoe

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Harry retired to his bedroom after having had one sip of his cold tea. He looked extremely distraught and a bit lost. Hopefully, he would be able to come to terms with everything and let go of all the anger properly. But it wasn't surprising that he needed some time. I was myself still in a bit of an emotional chaos with what I had seen in Harry's memories, and it seemed like Felix was also not doing much better with the information he had received.

"Are you hungry?" I asked, because I just couldn't sit with my thoughts anymore.

He nodded, and we went back to the kitchen. There wasn't much to pick from in terms of food, but after some searching and cooking, I had prepared rice with a bean sauce.

We had both been quiet while I cooked. I had emptied my mind and focused all of my attention on the menial cooking. Felix, however, seemed to have spent the time going over everything in his head to find solace in it.

As I placed the food on the table, he took hold of my waist and pulled me to sit on his lap. Before I could ask anything, he had captured my lips with his, and all the heaviness I felt washed away.

I put my arms around his neck and pressed myself closer. Let the closeness of him replenish my energy. He nibbled on my lower lip, which seemed to be a favorite of his. Not that I minded. In fact, it always sent shivers through my body.

He kissed down my jaw, to my neck. Along my collarbone, and then he stopped. He leaned his forehead against my shoulder and I simultaneously wished for him to continue and was glad he didn't. If we hadn't been in the kitchen, I would only have wished for it to never stop.

"How are you?" I asked when he didn't move.

"There's honestly just too much going on right now. Too much new information. I don't want to have to think anymore for a moment."

"You can rest now. Let's eat first and then..."

He looked up. His frown stopped me from finishing my sentence.

"What do you mean by you can? We can, can't we?"

I bit my lip, not wanting to say what I had decided, but also knowing I had to. He brushed his thumb over my lower lip, and my teeth let go of it.

"You can rest," I said and kept my voice firm. "But I have to go back home. I have to talk to my father and settle things with the coven."

"And you think I would let you go and do that on your own?" he scoffed. He didn't let me answer, but leaned in and bit my lip before continuing. "If you think, even for one second, that I would let you go towards any type of danger on your own, you are very mistaken. I'm coming with."

"It doesn't make sense for you to come, and you know that."

"I do?" There was a dangerous edge to his voice. As if he dared me to say it, but I pushed through.

"They are more powerful than you. One spell and you would be dead."

"Not if I'm wearing an amulet."

"I can't teleport you there if you're wearing on," I sighed.

"So we'll drive."

"They are already angry with me and driving would waste time. The longer I wait, the more danger my father is in."

"You're not going without me."

"You can't stop me!"

The angry frustration reached its peak in Felix and for a moment he seemed to be looking for an outlet. Then his lips crashed into mine again.

All the intimacy we had had so far had been very sweet compared to the ferocity in Felix's kisses now. They were hard and demanding, when he bit on my lip it wasn't the gentle bite but a hungry one. It worked for me to let go of my emotions as well.

Over the past few days, I had been scared and worried, in pain and pleasure, relieved and confused, ecstatic and miserable. I was mentally exhausted and even though I knew Felix was coming from a good place, his stubborn want to come with me irritated me.

I sucked in Felix's lower lip between my teeth and bit down in return. He gasped and temporarily let go of me to move away. There was a second of surprise in his eyes before they darkened with desire.

When he let me go, I got down from his lap, to stand between his legs. My fingers started unbuttoning his shirt while I forcefully pressed our lips together again. His hand quickly got in under my dress and up to my breasts. He cupped them gently at first, but then came a sharp pain as he pinched my nipples. I let out a moan that was a mixture of pain, pleasure and frustration as I got tired of unbuttoning the shirt and ripped it open. My hands travelled over his chest and I could feel how his lungs moved quickly to keep up with his breathing. I moved down to his stomach and his muscles clenched under my hands at my touch.

I didn't think about where we were anymore. I just wanted more of him, and to get closer and escape from everything.

His hand travelled down, and I leaned my head back and moaned as his fingers found their way to my clit. I had my hands on his shoulders and my nails dug deeper and deeper into him as he brought me closer and closer to the edge.

"Look at me," he told me in a hoarse voice.

I had my eyes shut, but at his command I obliged and my eyes, foggy with pleasure, met his that were dark with desire. Almost instantaneously, I shut them again as I fell over the edge. I gripped as hard as I could on Felix's shoulders to keep myself upright as the orgasm left me shaking.

I still breathed heavily and felt my pulse everywhere in my body when Felix removed his fingers and licked up my juice from them.

Problem was, I almost felt the frustration even stronger now.

Felix had closed his eyes but opened them wide when I started unbuttoning his pants. I didn't have to pull much on them for his cock to come free. I moved my hand over it a couple of times, to properly feel it for the first time. Feel the thickness and hardness of it. The movement earned me a moan from Felix and it looked like he was about to say something when I sat down on his lap again, this time straddling him.

There was a stick between the front and back legs on either side of the chair, in perfect height for me to place my feet. I bent down to nibble on his neck as I started to move my drenched vagina over his hard cock. My panties were still in place and I enjoyed the feeling of power I felt over him as I denied him entrance to where I knew he wanted to be. I could feel him move his hips under me, as if trying to find a way in. His heavy breathing was right by my ear as I kept grinding myself towards him, slowly building up to another release. As I brought myself to the edge, I gripped him tight and pressed myself close to him.

When I looked at him again, his eyes were almost reprimanding me. I smiled and kissed him by the eye before moving myself up from him a bit. I pulled my panties to the side and his cock found my entrance. When I slowly lowered myself on him, he let out a shaky moan.

"Is that better?" I asked and started moving my hips slowly. I kept going slowly, but quickly that seemed to not be enough for Felix and with his hands he moved me faster. I bit down, gently but firm on his neck, but it was enough for him to get the point and stop. I let my hips move in all ways possible, getting all different types of feelings of pleasure as he hit different parts of my insides. But soon, I couldn't handle the slow tempo myself. I moved faster, building the orgasm in me to the point that when I came, my mind went blank and my body was left trembling.

I sunk towards Felix, leaning my head on his shoulder as I breathed heavily.

"Are you satisfied?" Felix asked, while holding me tight and rubbing circles on my back.

"Mm," I answered sleepily.

"Good."

Before I could react, he had lifted me up and placed me on the table. He was still inside of me and there was no hesitation as he started moving in and out of me, fast and hard. I was still in the dress, but he placed one hand over my breast and I moved one to hold on to his arm. With his other hand, he took that arm and my other and pinned them down on the table above my head.

It all felt so good. There was nothing but us and the pleasure as I arched my back and curled my toes. Feeling the wave of a final orgasm as Felix found his release.