Fey's Pov

The Seine was beautiful even in the darkness. The city lights glowed all around us and sparkled off the water. My mind wandered back to Hogwarts as we strolled hand in hand along the water. I missed the rest of them, but still, I felt content with Theo by my side.

We walked to the Louvre and crossed at Pont Neuf, enjoying the silence of each other. My heart beat steadily in my chest, and I was filled with warmth from my head to my toes.

Theo stopped me when we reached the center of the bridge. Other couples passed us, but we paid them no mind, too wrapped in each other to care about anyone else.

He wrapped his arms around me, squeezing my waist, and then sliding to my hips where he gripped me firmly and pulled me flush against his chest, "Bella ragazza," he pressed me closer still, my breasts pressed against his lower chest, "Beautiful girl."

His hands cupped under my arse, and he lifted me with ease to wrap my legs around his waist and leaned me back against the bridge rail. I could feel his hips stretching mine wider as he pressed against me, his lips kissing along my jaw and nibbling my sensitive skin.

My hips moved of their own accord. Grinding against his hard shaft, but my pants and his trousers were in the way, preventing me from gaining any friction where I needed it the most.

Groaning wildly against his lips, he laughed as he pulled back, "Aww, my darling girl, are you frustrated?"

I nodded, clenching my thighs around him tighter, "Theo," I whined my lips against his neck.

Theo cupped my chin with one hand as the other kept me steady. His hand forced me to look into his eyes, the dark sky behind him as the city lights reflected in their depths. I felt desperate and needy for him, "Baby girl, tell daddy what you need," he whispered.

My eyes widened at his words, and my heart thumped in my chest so hard I could feel it against my ribs, "Daddy?" I whispered. The question was soft-spoken and curious.

He nodded, gripping me tighter, "Do you have a problem with that, my darling girl?"

"No," my voice stuck in my throat, thick with nervousness, "Daddy."

He groaned, "Those words on your lips are a dream come true."

"Take me home, please," I begged him, "I need you, Daddy..."

Theo observed me, watching the way my body moved, and pleaded for him, "Let's go."

In a second, he wrapped me in his arms and held me tightly against him before we were pulled through space as he apperated us to the Pumpkin Lounge. We landed against the wall outside, and he let me slowly slide down his front to my feet.

Together, we rushed inside and headed to the back room, where they kept their public floo. Theo grabbed a fit full and grinned. He pulled me against his side and shouted for The Three Broomsticks. He took my hand and rushed us out as quickly as we arrived. I waved goodbye to the bartender, who grinned at us as we exited.

The streets were quiet, and the lights were dim as he rushed us down the cobbled street. I giggled as he hurried me along and swatted at my ass when I started to fall behind.

Soon, we saw the castle in the distance, and he pushed us harder to reach it. Crossing over the bridge, he paused long enough to kiss me, igniting the fire inside me and sending shocks through my system before pulling away and grinning to lead me to the castle again. The hour was late, ten-thirty, well past curfew, as we reached the outer door that would take us inside to the hidden stairs to our common room.

Theo yanked on the door, and it refused to budge, "Shit, I forgot the fucking doors lock."

I pressed against his back, winding my arms around his waist, "When is Mattheo coming to let us in?"

His eyes darted to the watch on his wrist, "Not until eleven," he groaned, "I don't know if I can wait that long to be inside you."

Thinking on my feet, I released him and pressed my back against the wall before pulling him in by his belt loops, "Then don't..."

In an instant, his demeanor shifted, and he had me pinned against the wall, his hand around my throat, "Are you sure, sweet girl?"

I nodded, "I want you."

Without words or warning, he claimed my lips, his tongue in my mouth as he dominated our kiss. I gripped his biceps and felt myself clench around nothing as his muscles rolled under my grip, showing me how strong he was.

"Fuck, Theo, you're so strong..."

"...I am weak for you," he moaned, turning me to face the wall as he groped my body. His nimble fingers popped the button on my pants so he could wiggle his hand inside.

Going straight for my wetness, he plunged inside me, stretching me as the palm of his hand rubbed against my clit. I gasped for breath and reached back to hold him as he worked me higher and higher toward my release, but before I could fall and scream his name in bliss, he pulled back, placing a light kiss on my neck as his free hand shoved my pants down my hips.

"Stay just like that," he ordered me.

I heard the sound of his trousers and felt the cool breeze on my backside. Sensations continued to build, Mother Nature working against me as she caressed my skin and teased me as I waited.

"Such a good girl, he whispered in my ear. His cock pressed against my pussy as he spoke, "Do you still want me, baby?"

I nodded, looking over my shoulder, "Yes, please, Daddy," I begged him, arching my back and thrusting my hips toward him as he pressed into me until he was fully seated in my heat.

The stretch was painful at first, and more so when he began to move furiously inside me, but the pain mixed with the pleasure was intoxicating.

"Fuck, baby, your pussy is so good," he groaned against my ear as his rough fingers rubbed over my sensitive nub.

I screamed, "Theo, fuck, please."

"That's not how this works, sweetness. Daddy is in control here."

I whimpered, nodding, "Okay..."

He buried his face against my neck, "Fuck baby, I'm not gonna last. Your cunt is squeezing me too good," he thrust harder and faster as his fingers worked me higher.

No matter how hard I tried to hold myself back, I couldn't. His body pressed against me, and his cock stretching me was too much to take. I gasped as I came undone around his shaft, Theo too, grunting as he lost his rhythm and came inside me, filling me until there was room for no more.

"Fey, my beautiful girl..." The door opening cut off Theo's words. He spun me so I was faced away from whoever opened it, but I felt him relax almost immediately.

"Fuck, you couldn't wait to fuck her until you were inside?" the familiar voice asked.

I wiggled free of Theo's arms and pulled up my pants, only cringing slightly as Theo's cum made my thighs sticky. Peeking around, I smiled when I saw Mattheo.

Excited to see him, I tossed myself into his arms and kissed his cheek.

"Did you miss me?" he asked quietly so only I could hear.

I nodded and hugged him tighter, "So much."

"Did he fuck you so badly you need me, Little Fox?"

I pulled back, frowning, "No! Don't be mean, Matty."

His eyes sparkled as he laughed, "Theo knows I'm just kidding. Don't you?"

Theo glared, "Why don't you ask her how good Daddy fucked her."

Mattheo's eyes went wide, but his eyes met mine, "My naughty little slut. Have you made Theo your Daddy?"

I nodded, my blush scorching hotter as Theo pressed against my back, "She's Daddy, good little girl."