A little further down you'll find Aurora reading and the passages she reads are from "Fifty Shades of Grey", which I own no rights of! It wasn't of course published in 1977 but let's pretend it was or that it is a different book only for the sake of the chapter ;p

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I have no ownership over Harry Potter and its wonderful universe. I do own my OC's and story line.

Harry Potter - The Marauders Era

"The Princess Marauder"

July, 1977 - Summer Holidays

The morning of my birthday, I was dragged out of bed by my mom who wanted to take me and Lily shopping. She had spent the night over so we could celebrate after midnight because I already had made plans with the boys for the next night.

First, Lily and I went to our Apparating lessons, we were both taking the licence. Afterwards we went to Diagon Alley to run around the shops, looking for a cute dress for me to wear later. I really wanted to look pretty for Remus. We hadn't spent any time alone since school ended and I missed him more than anything. I craved for his searing kisses and his loving touches. It was a different type of craving now, though, since I was no longer in heat, it was still passionate and filled with desire, but now not as desperate.

After we left Twilfitt and Tatting's, a particularly expensive clothing shop, with a very nice dress for me and a couple more for mom and Lily, we headed back to the Leaky Cauldron. As we passed by Gambol and Japes, someone leaving the store made a sharp turn and bumped into me, nearly sending me flying with the impact. I grabbed my shoulder, groaning. Merlin, that hurt!

"I'm so sorry– Aurora?"

The familiar voice had me looking up at the person. I flinched slightly when I met Gideon's jade green eyes. He didn't seem mad anymore, only surprised to see me, which was good because I really felt bad about how we'd left things on that last weekend in Hogwarts.

"Hi, Eon. What're you doing here?" I asked quietly, shifting the weight of my body from one foot to the other.

He shoved his hands into the front pockets of his dress pants. "I started working for Gringotts this month, it's been great actually. I'm on my lunch hour now so I came to buy a few things for my nephews," he answered easily. "What about you? Today's your birthday, isn't it? Happy birthday."

"Thanks," I chuckled. Then I gestured to the two women standing behind me. "I came to buy a dress with my mom and Lily."

Lily smiled. "Hello, Gideon, how are you?"

"Good. You, Evans?"

"I'm alright."

My mother stepped forward with her hand stretched. Gideon took it politely. "It's so nice to see you, Gideon! You've grown so much since the last time I saw you and your brother with your mom. I really do miss her, she was a great friend of mine."

He smiled sadly. "Thank you, Ligeia, I miss her too."

"Are you in Aurora's class?"

"No, I finished school this year, but I was her housemate," he said now a bit tensely. He was probably realizing I hadn't mentioned him to my mom when we were dating... "She's quite the trickster, isn't she?"

"Oh, you have no idea," mom said, laughing good-naturedly.

I rolled my eyes. Sure, laugh at my expense. I turned to her, asking, "Would you mind if I had a word with Eon alone, Ma? I'll meet you two in front of the Leaky Cauldron in five minutes."

Mom shrugged before walking away with a quick goodbye to Gideon, and Lily followed after shooting me a curious look. I gave her a sign that I would explain later.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" he prompted, looking nervous and uncomfortable.

I took a deep breath, steadying my heart and my voice as best as I could. "I want to apologize for everything... I realize things could've gone a lot differently if I had just been honest with you from the beginning..."

"You were always honest, you told me you didn't have any feelings for me, but I was blind and I didn't listen," he replied, sighing. "I wanted to believe I could make you fall in love with me if I tried hard enough, but I shouldn't've. I made you sad, and uncomfortable, and miserable... and that was never my intention... I just wanted you so much that I really thought I could not care if you didn't feel the same as long as I could have you... but you were never mine to have, were you?"

I pursed my lips. "No, Eon... I wasn't..."

He shook his head with another sad smile. "Do you love him? Lupin?"

"I don't want to talk about that with you," I shot immediately, adverting my gaze elsewhere. "All I wanted was to apologize and tell you that you were always very sweet to me and I'll never stop thinking about you with a special fondness."

"I won't either, princess."

Clearing my throat, I made a move to leave. "I hope you find someone who can make you truly happy and who loves you exactly like you deserve to be loved. You never have to settle for less, trust me."

Before I could walk away, he called me again. I looked over my shoulder expectantly. "If you love Lupin, then you should just follow your heart and forget about everyone else. You seem to have a tendency to think about everyone's feelings except your own, but if you keep doing that, the only result will be for you to end up hurt. Think about that, princess."

I bit my lip, nodding softly. Then I rushed to meet my mom and best friend.

"His head turns fractionally toward me, his eyes darkest slate. I bite my lip.

"Oh, fuck the paperwork," he growls. He lunges at me, pushing me against the wall of the elevator. Before I know it, he's got both of my hands in one of his in a vice-like grip above my head, and he's pinning me to the wall using his hips. Holy shit. His other hand grabs my ponytail and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine. It's only just not painful. I moan into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening. He takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring my mouth. I have never been kissed like this..."

I read the last words with a shiver before turning the page. The book was so realistic and I was so engrossed, I could almost feel what the character was feeling. Every touch, every sensation. If I closed my eyes for a brief moment, it was almost as if Remus was lying next to me on my bed, his long fingers brushing the bare skin of my shoulders.

I shivered again.

God, I probably shouldn't be reading this while thinking about Remus. Actually, I didn't even know exactly why I was reading this at all. Well, I knew, but I just wasn't so sure it would be of any use. I was halfway through the book and I was still a blushing mess.

This is so stupid, I thought with a disheartened sigh. Why couldn't I simply function on instinct like Remus? Why did I have to be so nervous all the time? All I wanted was to make him feel the way he made me feel. I wanted him to squirm and cry like I did when he touched me. I wanted him to burn and then burst... I was hungry for him. We hadn't shared any more moments alone since April and I missed it terribly.

Rolling onto my back with a sigh, I focused on the page again.

"My tongue tentatively strokes his and joins his in a slow erotic dance that's all about touch and sensation, all bump and grind. He brings his hand up to grasp my chin and holds me in place. I am helpless, my hands pinned, my face held, and his hips restraining me... I feel his erection against my belly. Oh my… He wants me..."

"Aurora! Sirius! The boys are here!"

I threw the book in the air and it fell on the floor beside my bed, surprised by mom's shout. Merlin, that woman would be the death of me. I sat up, face burning. I touched the place in my chest where my heart was pounding frantically.

Sirius popped his head through the door with a smile. "Hey, you ready yet?"

"No, I'm still going to change," I said apologetically. "Wait for me downstairs, alright?"

"Sure!"

Quickly, I grabbed my blue summer dress and my leather sandals and stepped into the bathroom.

Since I was finally seventeen, I was officially of age to go to wizarding and muggle clubs, and we were going out to celebrate. Remus had passed his driving licence last week so he was borrowing his mother's old car to drive us downtown. The boys were completely ecstatic. They barely had any experience with the muggle world or most of its habits and traditions.

I pulled my hair into a high ponytail checking my reflection in the mirror. When I was done changing and getting dolled up, I went back to my room. Then I saw Remus sitting on my bed with my book in his hands, reading the very same page I was reading earlier, and my brain shut down. I let out a strangled cry, yanking the thing away to hide it behind my back. Remus blinked, staring up at my crimson face in astonishment.

"Y-you s-shouldn't t-touch m-my s-stuff!" I sputtered, completely mortified.

His eyebrows rose and the corners of his mouth twitched. "Why are you reading that? I thought you were more of a Jane Austen type of girl."

"I am! I just, err... I m-mean..."

"Is it because of me?" he asked, eyes dancing with mirth. I looked at the floor, flustered. "It is, isn't it?"

Further to embarrass me, Remus broke into a fit of laughter. I bit my lip and closed my eyes, blushing furiously. Oh god, I was going to die of humiliation.

"Shut up, Remus!"

"I'm sorry!" His laughter subsided as he reached around me to take the book and set it on the nightstand. Then he tugged me forward so I was standing between his legs and took my chin towards him. I timidly opened my eyes, meeting his sweet smile. "You're adorable, you know that?"

"I don't want to be adorable, Remus!" I whined. God, my cheeks were so hot. "I want to be enticing and seductive..."

"You are!" he objected, now less amused as his forehead creased. "Aurora, you exhale seduction without even trying. Where is this coming from?"

I twisted the hem of my skirt nervously. "It's just that... we haven't... you haven't... I mean..."

Bloody hell, stop stuttering like a fool! I sighed frustrated.

"Was everything that happened from January to April all because my Animagus was in heat?" I asked in a steadier voice. "Was that desire fueled only because of that and so you couldn't resist? And why haven't you kissed me since school ended? Ever since then, you have barely touched me! Not even when were alone or to say good–!"

His mouth silenced me. One of his hands fisted my hair as he deepened the kiss with so much passion and need that my knees buckled and I had to brace myself against his shoulders to stop my legs from melting. I moaned when his other hand moved under my dress, running his long fingers over the shape of my hips.

We drew apart panting. Remus looked at me with dark, hungry eyes, making me shudder delightfully. "My desire for you hasn't changed in the least, Aurora," he breathed huskily. "The mating season only weakened my self-control. I've thought about you every single day... but I didn't want to force anything like I did back then."

"You didn't force anything..."

"You know what I mean." He pulled me into another long, burning kiss. "I wanted to let you to come to me."

I cupped his handsome face in my hands, whispering seductively against his lips, "So... now I came... well, not yet but I'm sure I will later..."

Remus chuckled nervously, cheeks reddening. "I think those books are a bad influence on you. If you keep making that sort of puns, I'll be the one dying of embarrassment."

"I think your embarrassment is adorable," I teased playfully.

He snorted. "Touché, my love. Touché."

My birthday celebration ended at the Potter's house with Remus and I dragging two very drunk Sirius and James out of the wizarding club and through the front door after a completely insane night. It was very fortunate that James' parents were out of the country at the moment, otherwise their obnoxious noise would've woken them all up in an instant.

Peter was smart enough to flee home when he realized just how much his two craziest best friends were drinking. I wish I would've had that choice, but I had promised my mom I wouldn't let Sirius do anything foolish so I was stuck babysitting. Lucky for me he wasn't that bad of a drunk. He did become extremely affectionate, though. One time, after he pulled me to the dancefloor with him, I could've sworn he was going to kiss me, but he went for my cheek instead.

"There we go, Padfoot," I murmured soothingly as I helped him onto the bed in one of the several guest rooms of the Potter's estate. I took off his boots and pulled the covers over him.

"Yer the best, Muzzle," he croaked sleepily, nuzzling the pillow. I chuckled; his dark hair was a mess and his usually fair skin was bright pink, including the tip of his nose. He actually looked sort of cute. "I luve ye so much, Muzzle, yer my gurl, aren'tcha!"

"I'll always be your girl, Padfoot, I love you too. Now sleep." I laughed, kissing the back of his head before standing up.

I closed the door, shaking my head. He was such a pumpkin head.

Peeking into James' room, I found Remus covering his passed out, snoring form. He smiled when he saw me and made his way out, closing the door quietly. We laughed when James let out a particularly loud snorting nose. Merlin, those lads snored louder than a chainsaw orchestra, and it was worse with alcohol consumption.

His hand took mine as he guided me into another room at the end of the corridor. A thousand butterflies erupted in my stomach as the door closed shut. Remus locked it, casting a Muffling Charm. My breath stopped when he took the first few strides towards me, his sultry hazel green eyes never leaving mine. I backtracked out of instinct but my back quickly hit the large bedpost. He chuckled throatily, closing the last remains of distance between us, his body melding into mine. His right hand dropped to my leg, hoisting it around him. I gasped at sudden contact.

"You wanted me to make you come, didn't you Aurora?" he lisped in my ear. I whimpered, shuddering. "Then I will."

He crashed his lips into mine, his tongue coaxing mine into the already familiar demanding dance that I loved. I grabbed fist-fulls of his hair with a groan, pushing myself even closer to him, but still it wasn't enough. I wanted, needed more. More of his warmth, more of his body, more of his skin.

I arched against him as his hand slipped under my dress, trailing along my thigh until it found the thin lace covering me. He nibbled on my lower lip, sliding the fabric off to play with the moist warmth before thrusting a finger inside of me, and another. I cried out, my head thrown back, and his teeth were at my neck. Bloody hell, I was on fire. Every time his fingers thrust deeper, the more I burned.

I was pierced by electric jolts when his thumb rubbed hard on my little nub, moving in circles, spreading tingles into my every nerve. "Oh God! Remus!" I cried, nails digging into the width of his shoulders.

Remus chuckled and his fingers quickened. I held on to him desperately, buckling my hips to the fast pace, shaking and panting, until I climaxed with a strangled cry and he groaned against me. He withdrew his hand, dropping my shaky leg into place. I was wobbly and I had to cling to the front of his jacket to stay upright. I tried to catch my breath but he was at my lips again. He took off his denim jacket and his shirt almost violently, chucking the clothes somewhere to the side. Then he peeled off my cardigan, next struggling clumsily with the buttons on the back of my dress.

"Bloody hell, what's wrong with this?!"

I giggled at the exasperation in his voice. To end his suffering, I turned around, tugging my now loose hair over the shoulder, giving him direct view of the buttons. "Does this help?"

"Yes," he breathed, undoing the last button, and the dress dropped to the floor. His hands cupped my breasts, stroking the white lace of my bra as he pressed his body against my back. I could feel his hardness, and I was both aroused and scared at the same time. Remus placed butterfly kisses along my shoulder. "We don't have to do anything, Aurora. I just want to make you feel good."

One of his hands slithered south my belly and his fingers were inside of me again. I whimpered, shaking.

"But I want to make you feel good too," I panted, leaning my head back against his shoulder when he curled his fingers, finding a place that made me jump in pleasure. His arm kept me still as he pushed into the same spot again, and again. Shit, I groaned, I'm going to die tonight!

"You do, Aurora," he purred in my ear. "You make me feel very good."

"But I– ah!" I gasped, quivering. My God, I couldn't breathe. "I want you to cry like me!"

Remus chuckled, biting my earlobe playfully. "Do you want to hear me cry out your name, Aurora?"

"Yes!"

"Well," he started huskily, stopping his fingers just as I was about to orgasm again. I whined frustrated when he turned me around. His eyes were dark, taunting, playful. "If you're good, then I'll show you how to do that."

"I am good..." I pouted, and he leaned in to kiss me fiercely, guiding me to the bed.

"Are you really?" he teased, lowering me to the mattress, sliding me further to the middle. I nodded eagerly, my belly clenching at the sight of him on top of me. He unclipped my bra and tossed it over his shoulder with a devilish smile. "Will you do everything I tell you?" I bit my lip, nodding again. Remus traced the curve of my neck with his lips. "Then spread your legs for me, Aurora."

His demanding tone sent shivers down my spine and a rush of heat to my cheeks. I complied shyly. He kissed and fondled my breasts gently, taking his time before resuming his way down my body. My breath hitched when he reached my lower navel. He wasn't going to do what I thought he was... was he?

His breath ghosted over me and I sat up abruptly, staring at his surprised face between my legs with wide eyes. "W-what are y-you d-doing?! Y-you don't h-have to-"

"I want to," he cut me off, softly pushing me back but I resisted.

I blushed crimson. "B-but it's e-embarrassing!"

"You've never been embarrassed with me, love," he chuckled, placing a sweet kiss on my lips.

"How c-can you b-be so c-calm about t-this?" I let out a shaky breath, steadying my stuttering voice. "My heart is racing a thousand miles, I'm shaking like a leaf... I'm coming undone in your hands and you're just so... calm!"

"I'm not," he said firmly. He grabbed my hand and placed it over his chest. I was surprised; his heartbeat was insane. How the hell could he do all this to me and not pass out from arrhythmia? "I'm just better at controlling my emotions. Life made me this way, Aurora, but I love that you show me everything you feel. Your honesty and your intensity are two of the many things I love about you."

"I just..." I trailed off, grasping for the right words. "I feel silly, Remus... everything is so intense... is it like this with everyone?"

"I don't know..." Remus stroked my cheek, his eyes softening. "Do you want to stop? I told you, we don't need to do anything..."

"No," I blurted quickly. I kissed him fiercely, laying down and pulling him on top of me again. "I want this. I want you."

He smiled, joining our foreheads. "I want you too, but we can wait."

Biting my lip, I wrapped my legs around him and looped my fingers on the belt tying his old jeans, tugging. He inhaled sharply. "I've been in love with you for nearly seven years, Remus, I'm done waiting," I said, now more confident. "You've always had my heart and soul, now I want you to have my body."

I undid the belt and unbuttoned his jeans, kissing down his jaw and neck. He groaned throatily, but stopped my hand. I stifled a growl. God, he was stubborn. "If we do this, you can never take it back, Aurora," he argued weakly. "If we do this, I will never let anyone else touch you. You'll belong to me and me only – forever."

"I thought I already did," I breathed, and that was all it took for him to surrender.

Between deep kisses and fiery touches, the rest of his clothes vanished one by one, until we were both equally naked, equally hot, equally trembling. His lips were everywhere. I couldn't focus. I was lost in a sea of pleasure and I never wanted to be found.

I touched him and he jolted, growling my name in a way that aroused me more than I ever thought possible. Panting, he guided my hand up and down slowly. He felt good in my hand, warm and hard. He was beautiful, and I wanted him so much that I throbbed with need. Remus stopped me with a strangled sound. He grabbed my hand and pinned it above our heads, intertwining our fingers. My other clawed at his silky hair, his neck, his shoulder, his arm.

Then I felt him brush against me and we stilled. Our eyes locked as he slowly eased into me with a shaky breath. My knees dug into his sides and I whimpered. It hurt. God, it hurt!

When he was completely in, I cried tears of pain and pleasure and love mixed all together. He planted soft kisses over my face before finally reaching my mouth, and his kiss made all the pain go away.

"Can I move?" His question was a whisper ghosting my lips.

"Yes... please!" I begged.

He pulled back and thrusted slowly. Then he repeated before stopping again, this time deeper. He filled me up entirely, stretching me. I moaned, feeling myself clench around him. Remus shivered, growling softly.

"If you keep doing that, I won't last long, Aurora," he hissed.

"God, Remus, please just move!"

Remus growled in my mouth, letting go of my hand to hook behind my knee and haul my leg higher, thrusting harder. I cried, sinking my nails hard on the flesh of his back, rocking my hips to match the fast rhythm. His arm circled around me and I was glued to him, my sweaty skin against his as his pace quickened even more, he sunk even further into me.

The pressure began to build, spreading like a wildfire. I never imagined it could feel like this. It was more than before. It was too much. I was shattering, crumbling with the vast waves of ecstasy rushing over my quivering body. The earth was shifting, moving its axis. There was nothing else in the world but me and him. My best friend. My lover. My life.

Forehead against mine, Remus cried my name and exploded inside of me. I clung to him, his release making me peak again, buckling against him until we both couldn't move anymore and we finally stilled. His arms gave in and he collapsed over me, holding my quivering form as we tried to catch our breath. When we did, he lifted up just enough to kiss me slowly, gently, pouring love into me.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked quietly.

I stroked his flushed cheek, awing at him. "No, it was wonderful. God, so wonderful! I never thought..."

"Me neither," he said, grinning. "It was so much better than my dreams."

I chuckled as he eased out and fell next to me. His arm nestled its way over my shoulders, bringing me closer to his side. I tangled my leg around his so I could be as close to him as humanely as possible. One of his hands stroked my arm while the other found mine and we laced our fingers over his stomach.

My skin was tingling, buzzing. No, not my skin – my body. My whole body was buzzing. It was... resonating with his. I could feel the blood pumping through his veins, the spasms of his muscles, the clenching and releasing of his heart. What the bloody hell?

"Remus..." I called. He hummed absentmindedly, peering down at me. "I feel odd..."

He furrowed one eyebrow. "Odd how?"

"I don't know... I can feel you... it's like you're echoing within me..." I tried to explain. Remus frowned.

"Is it like a distant echo? Or is it more pronounced?"

"Definitely pronounced... it's as if the pull I've always felt towards you has finally caught me, like now I'm–"

"Like you're connected to me," he finished, frowning deeper.

"Yes, that's exactly it." I nodded. He pinched the bridge of his nose, taking a long breath in. "Remus, what is it? What does it mean?"

"It means you're mine, not figuratively speaking, but literally mine," he said gravely, tilting my chin up towards him. "I'm a werewolf, which means I'm part wolf and, in a way, so are you. Wolves have lifetime mates, they create very deep, intricate bonds. You're my mate, Aurora."

What...? I sat up, knitting my eyebrows and Remus copied the action, watching me intently. He was telling me we were lifetime mates, but why? Because we had just made love? What about the other him, was I his too?

"Your silence is starting to scare me, love..."

I shook my head, giving a half-smile. "Sorry. I'm just confused."

"Then talk to me."

"Did tonight..." I paused, biting my lip. "I mean, are we mates because of this? Just because we... made love?"

"No, of course not. You say you've been in love with me for seven years, well so have I," he said gently. His hand flew to my cheek, stroking it. "Since the moment I saw you in that boat, my world has shifted to revolve around you. I've always known you were mine, but I was too conflicted. We were best friends, and then there was that vow Sirius cornered you into... At first, I figured it would be for the best if I just ignored the pull I felt because you deserved better than a monster. I thought it would go away, but when your Animagus turned out to be a wolf I couldn't anymore. I knew there had to be a reason, some higher power at work – destiny, if you want to call it that. And when we were together that first full moon...

"Aurora, I've never been so conscious during a transformation like I was that night. He wanted me to see you, to experience what he felt with you... He loves you as much as I do."

My eyes teared up, and I kissed him. Remus smiled against my lips, pulling me back down again until we were both laying on our sides. Drawing back, he chuckled, his hand finding the curve of my waist. I could feel the air drawing in and out of his lungs and the slow beating of his heart. The vibrations of his emotions rippled through me in gentle waves, caressing my skin.

"Have you always felt this?" I asked as we gazed into each other's eyes. "Is this why you could read me so easily?"

"In a way, yes," he answered softly. "It was very faint for the first two or three years after we met, but it spiked after my fourteenth birthday."

"I remember that day. It was the first time I snuck into your room to surprise you and we almost kissed." I smiled fondly at the memory. It felt so long ago. Remus smiled too.

"It took all of my self-control not to, you looked so lovely."

He kissed me before continuing, "Afterwards, the sensation changed, it wasn't an echo anymore, I could connect with your emotions on a different level. It proved its usefulness whenever you needed me but made it awfully hard not to touch you all the time. You being around Prewett didn't do much good. Every time you came near me with his smell on you, I wanted to put my hands all over your body so all signs of him disappeared."

I sighed sadly, "I'm sorry... Gideon was a mistake. It started as an attempt to stop my feelings for you but then escalated into something completely wrong... I shouldn't have let it get that far, it wasn't fair for any of us. I hated to feel him touch me."

"The course of events could've been better, but there's no point regretting it now. We just need to be more careful and keep this a secret."

I hummed in agreement, drawing circles in his bicep distractedly. Something was bothering me though. "Do you ever feel guilty?" I asked, voicing my thoughts. "Not about us, but about the boys... lying to them, I mean..."

"Of course I do, love, it kills me... but between that and being with you, there is no possible choice. If they don't want us to date, then we won't. We'll sneak into each other's rooms when everyone's asleep. We'll go out without them knowing. We'll cuddle and kiss in the back of libraries and in broom cubbies."

"Oh my," I said with a playful smirk as I snaked my arms around his neck, "are you proposing we engage a sordid secret romance? I thought I was the one reading erotic novels."

Remus chuckled throatily, the sound twisting my belly pleasantly. "Whoever told you I didn't read them too?"

My jaw dropped. He was joking certainly. He had to be. He was making fun of me, obviously. But then I noticed the colour of his cheeks. Holly Merlin, he's serious!

"You did?!"

"Once or twice," he said after clearing his throat, his blush darkening. "My mom has a few of those in her book collection. I was curious."

"You and your curiosity, Remus," I giggled. He was so adorable.

He rolled his eyes, gliding his hand down my leg until it hooked behind my knee, hoisting it up and around his hips. I bit my lip, my pulse quickening. Oh dear, he was hard again.

"It did come in handy though, didn't it? You seem to enjoy the fruits of my curiosity quite a bit."

I shivered when his lips fell on my neck, nibbling and sucking, teasing me. Oh no; he wasn't going to be the only one teasing from now on. I loved (painfully so) to be dominated by him but he deserved a bit of his own medicine.

Struck by boldness, I pushed him onto his back and straddled him. Remus blinked up at me, baffled. I shot him a mischievous smile, leaning down. My long waves curtained around us and his eyes suddenly darkened seductively. I brushed his lips without kissing, tempting him.

"You're not the only one who's curious," I purred, taking his bottom lip gently in my teeth. His nails dug into my hips. "And I am a very fast learner, love."

I kissed down his jaw and neck, moving to the front of his throat, biting his adam's apple. I slithered my hand between us and wrapped it firmly around him. He moaned, throwing his head back.

"God, Aurora...!" he hissed, fisting my hair when I sunk my teeth hard on the junction of his neck with his shoulder, rubbing him up and down purposely slowly.

I lifted my head to watch his face twist in pleasure. I squeezed him harder, quickening the pace, and he groaned, his eyebrows scrunching with a sheer layer of sweat breaking on his forehead. Christ, he looked so sexy on the verge of losing control. I was doing this to him. I had this power over Remus.

When he hardened even more in my hand, I stilled. He cursed, glaring at me over his raged breathing. I chuckled, switching to a slow rhythm again. "Now, you know how it feels to be dominated."

He forced my head down, kissing me fiercely, demandingly. I moaned, his desire was sending jolts down my body.

"Stop teasing me!" he growled.

"I'm in control now, love," I purred. "I'll tease you all I want."

His hips buckled violently, shaking underneath me. His nails scratched down my back, and the pleasurable pain sent my body into overdrive. I gasped, struck with the whirlwind of different sensations.

"I'll fall apart if you keep speaking like that!"

"Do you like to hear me talking, Remus?" I retrieved my hand, moving to sit over his hips, brushing against him. He hissed. "Do you like the sound of my voice?"

"Yes!" he whimpered. "God, just fuck me, Aurora!"

I was so taken aback by the intense outburst that I completely lost all of my boldness and turned beet red. I widened my eyes when he suddenly sat up and forced my hips down, thrusting ruthlessly into me. My screams echoed through the room, and I clung to him in a vice-like grip, trembling as he pounded wildly into me. Oh God!

He bit hard on my shoulder, nails sinking deep in my hips, and he let out a loud feral sound when I scratched down his shoulder blades. What was happening? This was insane! I wanted to leave my marks on him so everyone would know he was mine.

"Harder, Remus!" I begged, and he flipped me to my back, widening my legs, going deeper, filling everything with his wild thrusts. I griped the headboard grill above my head, rocking with him.

"Any harder and I'll break you, Aurora!"

"I don't care!"

He laughed darkly, capturing my mouth into a animalistic kiss, surrendering to my pleas and pounding harder, and harder, and harder. Until I came so hard my vision turned black and I saw the stars, my muscles clenching so tightly around him that he emptied himself inside of me at the same time, our cries reverberating together.

We panted avidly. He collapsed and my body went limp underneath him. Heavens, I was completely drained. Every muscle in my body was delightfully tight and every inch of my skin sweetly drenched.

"I don't think I can ever move again." His voice was raspy.

"That makes two of us, love," I chuckled, and even that was exhausting. "The first time was brilliant but this... this was mind-blowing! I had no idea you could lose it like that!"

I felt him blush on the crook of my neck. "You were driving me insane with your teasing and your voice... blimey, Aurora, where did you learn to speak like that? Everything in my body caught fire!"

"That's how you speak to me, silly."

"Really?" He pulled back to show me his bewilderment. I nodded, amused. "Certainly I don't sound so... tantalizing... or do I?"

"Oh yes... yes, you do." I moaned, remembering his seductive husky voice. He twitched inside of me and I gasped.

"Don't moan, otherwise I might go for a third round," he hissed.

"I thought you couldn't move, wolf boy," I teased.

He stiffened again. Oh my God, he wasn't joking! "Well, it seems my body thinks I can apparently."

I bit my lip, wrapping my legs around him once more. "We're not going to sleep tonight, are we?"

Remus laughed before pulling me into a kiss.