A/N: Cross your fingers, shh. My computer is letting me do more.

Chapter 29:

When they get back, Harry pulls Hermione upstairs. Once ensconced in their rooms, he pushes her against the wall. "Do you know how much you turned me on out there?" He kisses her neck and down to her shoulder. Slowly stripping her as he goes. Hermione looks up at him with half-lidded eyes. "Ever since that day on the train, when you burst in looking for Trevor, I felt this extraordinary pull to you. Over the last four and half years, I have fallen deeper in love with you every day." He swears in a breathy whisper.

Harry draws his mouth down across her collarbone and over the rise of her left breast, stopping for a moment to suckle and tease until he moved on the right. Again he sucked her nipple until it peaked and she moaned deep in her throat. He picks her up and lays her on their bed.

Harry continues his descent across her stomach and licks the rim of her navel. Hermione hums with pleasure, which makes him smile rakishly. His roughened hands grip her hips and he rubs them with his thumbs. His mouth follows soon after. He drags his tongue from one hipbone across her lower abdomen to the other. He knew that her legs would open, allowing him to sink between them, when he did this. Harry glances up to take in the sight of Hermione; her creamy skin was tinged with a blush of arousal. Her head thrown back against their pillows, eyes shut. He knew that they would be bright with her excitement, if they were open.

He dips his head back to work. Harry slithers down to the end of the bed and starts rubbing Hermione's feet, working all the tension from them. Her groan was all the answer he needed for if she liked it. Once her feet were relaxed, he continues up her legs, massaging her ankles, calves, the underside of her knees. Hermione about flies off the bed, when he starts licking his way up her inner thighs.

"Like that baby?" He asks while switching to the other leg. When he gets to the top of that one, he smirks. He is delighted by the fact that this all comes naturally to him. Harry, after learning about being the son of Ares, did some research on his father.

Ares, the god of war, was so good as a lover, the goddess of love herself, Aphrodite, made him a veela. Hoping that the young god would find that she was his mate. Much to her chagrin, it was not to be. While visiting his uncle's domain, in relation to a new shipment of dead soldiers, Ares was there when Hades' daughter Krustalos came back from a mission for her father. He knew right away, that the famed ruthless reaper was his mate.

At the same time, Hera had a plan for her son and daughter Eris to marry. She was pissed that Eris was passed over in favor of a daughter of Hades. Granted that discord usually led to war, but sometimes it could be worked out before it came to that. Whereas, war always led to death, so it made sense for Krustalos to become Enyo/Bellona, the goddess of war.

Harry is brought back when Hermione moans at what his fingers are doing , she thinks he is teasing her. Back in the moment, he lies down and slowly licks from just below her opening to the top of her clef. She was already leaking like a sieve from all the attention. He laps it up like he's drinking the finest wine. After cleaning her of her excess a little, he sinks a finger into her and gently pumps in and out, while he teases her nub with gentle licks and hard sucks. Hermione whimpers as the pressure starts to build inside her. Harry adds another finger and rubs her g spot in a come hither motion. This sends his wife to the stars. He doesn't let her calm down but for a second before repeating the pattern again, after the third orgasm, Hermione passes out for ten minutes.

When her eyes open again, Harry is lying beside her, slowly stroking his cock , waiting for her to come to. "Think that's funny, making me pass out from passion overload, huh?" He smirks at her.

"Are you complaining?" Hermione shakes her head. "No, I'd be crazy to do so, but you look too smug." She reaches for him and takes over the job, alternating between lightly brushing her fingers along the vein on the underside of his rod and forcibly jerking. Not too much, but enough to get her husband to moan. Hermione leans in and lightly sucks on his balls, while still stroking him. Harry's eyes roll back. "Mi, where did you learn this stuff? I just go by instinct and the sounds you make, but you are a godsend." He groans.

"Same as you my dear. I just test things out on you, and if you react favorably then it stays."

"Thank the gods! I struck the jackpot with my wife! I love you, Mi. Don't ever forget that." Harry gathers her into his arms and kisses her until they are both moaning. He then sinks into her warmth slowly, as to hurt her as little as possible. When he is through her barrier, he pauses for her to take a few breaths. She moves her hips against him, causing Harry to groan. "This is how it should be. You and me in bed, no worries but to love each other." He growls, while setting a rhythm, which has them calling each other's names. Hermione tightens around him, like a vise. He barely holds onto it.

Harry wants her to come again before he lets go. "You don't know how many nights I laid in bed dreaming of just this, being balls deep inside of you, driving you." He whispers to her, then nips her earlobe.

She starts to tighten again and he welcomes it, this time. His hips start thrusting harder, deeper and faster into her. She's screaming with the intense pleasure, egging him on even more.

He shifts her legs over his shoulders, so he can reach even deeper. The head of his cock bumps against her cervix, trying to get through. The deeper he goes, the tighter she gets. He is groaning, trying to hold it in. Finally, he pushes through, just before he comes. He releases his load deep within her and shakes with the feeling of being so deeply seated . He slowly withdraws and pulls her to him, as he lays to the side. "Thank you, I don't think could get better than that for me. I love you so much Hermione."

"Thank you too, my love. I agree. I love you too, Harry. Always have." She kisses his brow, while snuggling closer to her husband. Within minutes both are asleep.