Sex with Hermione was easily the most pleasurable that Remus had ever had in his life. Remus had never felt his cock do this before. He knew it wasn't because of the nearness of the full moon, he had had sex during this time of the month many times in the past and it had never happened. Moony laughed derisively, sometimes he really hated his human host, like now. Moony couldn't understand how Remus couldn't see how beautiful she was, how perfect. Don't you see Remus, it happens because she is my mate, it will only happen when you have sex with her and it will always happen when you have sex with her. One day, when she's ready, she will carry our cubs for us.
Moony made shallow thrusts as he was stuck and Hermione moaned each time. Moony lowered himself so he could suck on her left nipple. It felt so good. She didn't know that sex could be this good because she had never felt such wonderful sensations before, being filled and stretched, feeling her G-spot get stimulated for the first time.
Don't stop! Just like that! Hermione yelled. Moony felt like he was in heaven, pleasuring his mate, watching her expressive face in rapture and knowing that he was the cause made him feel invincible. Do you see how beautiful she is Remus? Look at her coming apart for us.
She did look beautiful, Remus couldn't deny it. He could die a happy man just watching her face as she came over and over, listen to the sounds she made, watching her as she bit her lower lip and her eyes darkened and filled with lust and desperation. Her responsiveness during sex was a pleasant surprise, she was so bookish and seemed so reserved. Then he mentally smirked thinking about her SPEW organization. She was passionate and fiery when she believed in something. She was the perfect mix of sweet girl next door and sexy minx. It must be true that it was the quiet ones you always had to watch out for, in her case at least.
Moony bit her on the shoulder. He could tell she was close and he wanted to mark her as his mate when it would cause her the least amount of pain. She came with a yelp, the pain mixing with her pleasure, sending her higher and making her lightheaded. It came like a wrecking ball, hitting her hard and fast. It felt so good that it was almost painful because it was too much, it felt like her brain was going to explode. She couldn't think, she felt like she was floating. Her eyes began to roll back in her head, her back arching. Pleasure began to flow in waves that started from her pussy and washed over her again and again, feeling more pleasurable than the last. The coppery taste of her blood was an aphrodisiac to him and he no longer could resist as he felt her pussy milk his cock. His cock let out a steady stream of cum, the pleasure going on for far longer than it ever had before. Remus didn't know that he could produce that much cum, he felt it make her pussy feel tighter and full.
But somehow Remus knew this was wrong for her, to enter into a relationship with her would subject her to ridicule and discrimination. That's the main reason he avoided relationships with other people. It would hurt her, he knew how sensitive she was. He knew how deeply she felt, how deep the hurt would go. Hermione was destined for great things, everyone knew. Even when she was a third year, he knew she had the potential to change the world. It would be so easy to fall in love such a brave and selfless creature, he knew he would have to fight himself in order to keep it from happening. She was a woman he admired, she had saved the wizarding world as a teenager and she was one of the smartest people he had ever met, even when she was a child. She would be better off with anyone else as long as it wasn't him, another man could give her so much, could take care of her and lavish her with gifts and treat her how she deserved. He could see her with some other man, making him happy, bearing his children and it filled him with jealousy and contempt. He wanted to rip the imaginary man apart, tear him limb from limb.