The Love Of….
One
Charlie Weasley was always a play boy, he never did relationships, or commitment. He just like to fuck and move on. Even when he got bit by a werewolf, he became extra randy and craved sex even more. But more so he craved his mate. This scared Charlie, he never thought he could be faithful to anyone since he would just get bored. Even fuck buddies were boring after a while . Charlie wasn't a bad guy, actually he was very sweet. He just never found anyone he wanted to commit to. His brother Bill never found his mate, and is married...so maybe Charlie didn't need a mate, even though his wolf yearned for her. No doubt he had already met her before he was bitten, and his wolf knows this.
Charlie decided to take a month off work and go visit his family in London. He took a portkey, that was in the shape of a sock, and before he knew it he was back where he grew up. He apparated to The Burrow.
Everyone was still asleep when Charlie walked into his mothers mothers home. Walking into the kitchen, food was the first thing on his mind, of course, being a Weasley after all. His nose caught the scent of something mouth watering, and it wasn't food. The wolf clawed at him from inside, begging him to find her. "Shit, she's here." He grumbled to himself. What if she was ugly, or didn't have a nice body? What if she was annoying? Or bad in bed? What if she was too young? Or too old? All these thoughts going through his mind. Could commit to her, could he give her what she deserves. What if she was everything, and he fell in love with her, right then and there?
With with heightened hearing he heard movement from up the stairs then yelling as they came down the stairs. "George Weasley you give hose back, right now!"
He heard, that voice was familiar...and that smell, that was her.
Soon they entered the kitchen. "George! Give e back my knickers!"
George ran up and his behind Charlie, even thought George was taller than his big brother.
"Hey ya Charlie." George greeted.
"Hey."
An angry Hermone with her wand out came around the corner with a deathly glare in her in her eyes and wand ready. "Hi, Charlie. George, you give those back!"
It was her, holy fucking shit, it was Hermione Granger. Older, and stunningly gorgeous. Before Charlie even knew what happened, he wrapped his arms around Hermione and kissed her.
Hermione was shocked, she stood frozen, but melting into the kiss at the same time. Charlie pulled himself together and pulled away from her. Hermione blushed, as did Charlie. "Hello, my mate."
George was a bit stunned himself. He knew his big brother was a full werewolf, and since George had Hermione's knickers, and Charlie had called Hermione his mate, well lets say he didn't want to die a painful death. He handed Hermione back her knickers. And held up his hands in defense. "Don't kill me." Half joking, with a nervous laugh.
Charlie didn't take his eyes off Hermione. She was all grown up. He knew he was in big trouble, but there she stood staring back at him. All the thoughts of whether he could commit to his mate, went out the window. He knew for a fact he could, and he would. But everyone knew of his play boy ways, so would she trust him? Charlie still had his arms around her.
"I-I'm y-your mate?" She stuttered, thrown off from that.
Charlie smiled at her, showing his k-9s. " Yes, 'Mione you're my mate." He then removed his arms from around her and turned to George, glaring. "Why did you have my mates knickers?" He growled.
"It's not what you think, big brother."
Charlie ached his eye brow. "And you know what I am thinking?" He growled.
"Charlie, calm down. He was just playing around, right George?" Hermione cut in, trying to save George from being mauled by his brother. George nodded.
Charlie leaned down to whisper in Hermione's ear. "I could smell your sweet wet pussy, when I kissed you, 'Mione."
Hermione blushed. The rest of the family started to come down to the kitchen. Molly greeted her son. Ginny hugged him. The rest said their hello's.
"Charlie, why are you looking at 'Mione like you want to eat her?" Asked Ginny.
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"You have a reputation for just having casual sex with not commitment, how are you going to prove to Hermione you are serious?" Bill asked as they sat at the Tavern in Diagon Alley.
"I'll give up the casual sex, it's so weird , Bill . The moment I saw her, she is the only one I wanted."
"Char, you have no experience in relationships, if you hurt her, I'll hurt you. I love her, she is like a second sister me."
Charlie growled, "I have no intention of ever hurting my mate. But I admit this is going to be tough on me, I really love fucking."
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Hermione sat in the sitting room reading about werewolf mates, she knew he'd never do anything to hurt her. And that he would do anything for her and do anything to keep her safe. She knew Charlie was a good guy, a play boy, but a good guy. And he was right he made her wet when he kissed her. First time she saw Charlie she formed a crush on him, His long red hair, two fang earrings in one ear, she knew his tongue was pierced. She wondered what else he had pierced. He's not as tall as his brothers, but he's very muscular. She pictured him on top of her flexing those muscles as he moved in and out of her. Hermione felt moister between her legs. She shook her head, trying to clear the thoughts of them having sex. But it wasn't working. She pictured his Tongue licking her pussy and his fingers inside of her. Hermione slid her hand down her shorts and knickers and began to rub her clit, lightly moaning, imaging that Charlie was touching her. Thankfully every one was asleep. His name escaped her lips in a whispered moan.
"If you want my mouth on your delicious smelling pussy, just say so."
Hermione jerked her hand out of her pants and blushed as Charlie was standing beside her, with a shit eating grin on his face.
"I-I-I um...how long have you been there?"
"Long enough to hear you moan my name." He sat down and grabbed her hand putting her fingers in his mouth, licking off any juices she had on her finger. His eye flashed yellow. "Delectable...I want more. Do you want me lick your pussy?"
Hermione nodded, blushing. Charlie stood up and picked her up in his arms, apparating to his old room. He laid her on his bed. Putting up charms and locking the door. He removed his shirt to show off his abs and rippling muscles, both nipples were pierced. He crawled on his bed and over her. He kissed her lips, and down her covered body. Reaching her shorts, which he removed along with her knickers. He spread her legs, seeing her soaked pussy before him. He inhaled her scent and growled in hunger as he began to devour her.
"Ohh...Merlin….Charlie." She moaned. He quickly sent her over the edge, coming in his mouth. He licked her clean . He then laid beside her on his bed.
"'Mione, I've done a relationship before, and I know I have a play boy reputation. But with you, I don't want anyone else."
"Charlie, shut up and get naked."
He chuckled, "Yes, ma'am."
Charlie unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants and slipped out of his muggle jeans. His dick sprang up, no boxers, he went commando. Hermione slipped off her night shirt exposing her perky breasts to him. Charlie hovered over her and began to kiss her. "I don't care about your reputation, I want you inside of me."
Grabbing his hard member, and with ease he slid his big dick inside of her slit. Filling her. Hermione moaned loudly every time he would thrust back into her. She met his movements with her bucking hips. Speeding up his thrusts, pounding harder inside of her, sending through multiple orgasms. He kissed her neck, grazing his teeth on her flesh. Feeling her walls tighten against his dick one last time, he bit into her neck. Marking her, as he filled her with his seed. When Charlie pulled out and was done licking the blood from her neck, he laid down beside her and pulled her into his chest. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mark you so soon."
She snuggled into his chest and closed her eyes without saying a word.
This is Chapter One