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Harry and Apolline slipped back into the water while Fleur swam towards the reef, her spear floating beside her. Apolline dived, swimming away, and Fleur caught Harry's eye just before he followed her. There was a hungry glint in her gaze he had never seen before, almost hard and wild. He felt a shiver down his spine at the thought of the taboo promise her look sent him.
Harry swam down through the warm waters, through a lava fissure and into the cave they were turning into a home. Slipping out of the dimly lit cave into the midday sun, he felt bathed in warmth, more comforting than oppressive. Gabrielle lay in a hollow she had dug in the sand, her hand flying over palm leaves with a string. Apolline was already putting on her shoes, and Harry followed her, feeling foolish for a moment as he stood in his flip-flops. But as he stepped into the jungle and felt the safe, secure grip they gave him, he silently thanked Gabrielle.
Harry was able to move quickly along the jungle path they took to the water, and Apolline followed almost as quickly. They stopped at a pool and drank deeply, and Apolline caught his eye as he glanced down her shirt, which hung loosely from her body.
"Where should we head first?" she asked him with a slight sparkle in her beautiful eyes.
"I wanted to climb around that cliff and see if we could get to the top and have a view," Harry replied, pointing to where the dense jungle met the cliff.
"Lead the way," she said.
They walked slowly, climbing through thick leaves and rocky outcrops that grew more frequent the higher they climbed. Harry pulled himself up onto a ledge of rough lava rock and found himself at the top of the cliff, a large shelf opening before him. Turning, he helped Apolline stand beside him, and they both took deep breaths, admiring the magnificent view. Behind them rose the steep and crumbling mountain peak. Below, far away from them, stretched the dense and varied jungle canopy. The jungle spread around them all the way to the yellow sand. From this vantage point, they could see much of the island, and both were disheartened to see clear blue on the horizon.
Harry worried that no wreckage had washed ashore behind them. It didn't bode well for their search, but he said nothing. He thought about it and the vast, dark blue sea stretching around them, with its great emptiness, when he felt Apolline grab his arm. Following her pointing hand, he saw another series of cliffs down and around the mountain, and at their base, a series of pale blue pools spilling into one another. They looked at each other excitedly. The source was great, but another source of fresh water would make everyone feel safer.
They descended the cliff and steep jungle cautiously, not wanting to risk any injuries. As the afternoon wore on, the jungle grew more humid, and Harry was drenched in sweat. When he looked back to check on Apolline, he saw her shirt clinging to her skin, sweat dripping from her face and limbs.
"I guess Fleur was right," Apolline said as she saw him look at her soaked shirt. Then she pulled it over her head, causing Harry to stumble in shock at the sight. "It's more of a burden than protection." She tossed her hair to the side and wrapped the shirt around it, then deftly tied her hair up, keeping it out of her face and using the shirt as both a scarf and headband, keeping the sweat out of her eyes.
Harry was only vaguely aware of her hair and what she did with it. Apolline's breasts swayed magically before him, naked to his hungry gaze. They sagged slightly, but their heavy roundness was still so perfectly shaped and topped with large, swollen, pink nipples. For one terrifying and sexy moment, he realized she and Fleur had almost identical nipples in color and shape, but not size.
"Harry," Apolline said, smiling deliciously as she caught his wide-open eyes. "Earth to Harry. I thought you'd had enough of staring at Fleur's boobs, her young and firm ones."
"Jesus, Apolline," Harry said. "Yours are absolutely perfect... I mean, Fleur is sexy and yeah, I stared a bit, couldn't help it... but yours are magnificent... better than... anything I've seen before."
"Thank you, darling," she said with a big smile, her eyes wandering down to see the proof of his appreciation. "Nice to hear that."
Harry tore his gaze away from her, feeling like a fool but knowing he didn't want to get caught in the dark. Wanting to find those pools, he moved on. The jungle grew more humid, and he was about to say something when he entered a thinner section and saw the lowest pool ahead. It was about the size of four or five hot tubs put together. Surrounded by bright green ferns and shorter dwarf trees, he could see immediately that they wouldn't drink this water. It was boiling and bubbling, sending a constant stream of steam into the air. This answered the question of where the moisture came from.
"Hot spring!" Apolline exclaimed as she spotted the pool, rushing past Harry to reach it first.
"Careful!" Harry shouted. "It might be very hot!" But Apolline was already checking, holding her hand above the water and then testing it with the tip of her finger.
"It's perfect!" she shouted back to Harry, excited. She then stepped into the bubbling water, moaning with pleasure as she first slid in one long, sexy leg, then the other, and finally submerged herself in the pool. "Oh, Harry, you have to try this, it's an amazing feeling!"
Harry approached and dipped a finger into the water. It felt like a perfectly heated jacuzzi, and with a sigh, he slid into its hot embrace. He dunked his head and felt the bubbles wash over his hair and body. With quick, decisive movements, he scrubbed his skin and hair clean. Raising his head, he saw that Apolline had the same idea as she scrubbed her long hair, giggling like a schoolgirl. After a few minutes, Harry got out and sat on a large rock, feeling the soft ferns beneath his bare feet. He felt the stress melt away from his shoulders for the first time in longer than he could remember. As he looked down at the pool, he saw his magnificent step-Apolline emerging from the water, her hair slicked back, and the water cascading down her topless body. She caught his sincere gaze and smiled.
"Got a problem down there?"
"It's nothing," Harry said, covering himself and blushing. "Don't worry about it."
"We're nowhere near civilization, Harry, and you deserve this. You need it, and I want to give it to you more than you'd believe," she said, her voice filled with desire that sent a thrill through Harry as she knelt before him.
"Please, let Apolline help you. I would never allow myself to confront these desires if we were back in the real world. Something about this island and our situation has liberated me." She looked at him with eyes shining with love and passion he had never seen before. "I've dreamed of this for so long, dreamed of feeling you, tasting you. I've lain awake at night, scrolling through your posts, imagining you on me, taking me, making me yours, Harry!"
Harry Potter stood there, stunned by her words, unable to formulate a coherent response. "But... why?" was all he could manage to say.
"Oh, you fool!" she said, pulling him into a kiss with her soft lips, then pulling away and smiling at him. "You're kind and caring, always ready for adventure, and the smartest person in the room without forcing anyone to acknowledge it. When you touch me, my spine shivers. When I think of your broad shoulders and handsome face, my heart flutters. My daughters love you more than I think is healthy for girls to love their future step-dad, and it makes me jealous, excited, and filled with shame and naughtiness. I don't know any other man who would save me from a plane crash and a hurricane on the same day. I love you, Harry. To my secret shame, I've always loved you."
"I love you too, Apolline," Harry said in a fierce whisper. He wanted to continue, but she silenced him by placing her hand on his mouth.
"Stop," she said, her hands resting on his boxers. "That's enough for me, more than enough. Now sit back and let me take care of you." Her eyes sparkled, and her smile turned lascivious as she pulled his boxers off his legs, her eyes widening as his large cock sprang free. "I've dreamed of this for so long. I'm going to savor it."
Her cool fingers wrapped around the thick shaft of his cock as she leaned forward, closing her eyes in pleasure as her lips wrapped around the tip. Harry's head tilted back involuntarily, and he moaned with pleasure. His eyelids fluttered, catching a glimpse of golden blonde hair from the other side of the hot spring, a small rounded figure hiding behind a dense fern bush. However, he couldn't speak or care as Apolline's hot, wet mouth worshipped his cock.
He watched as her plump lips moved over the head of his cock and down the shaft. She grabbed one of her massive breasts with her other hand, massaging it before reaching to grasp his shaft. Her tongue swirled around the head before sliding down, sucking him deeply.
"Mhmm," she moaned as she rose from his cock, saliva dripping from her lips onto the tip. "You're so big, baby, so smooth and thick. Apolline can't get enough." She kissed the tip, letting the tip of her tongue slide along the underside, driving him wild. Her breasts swayed with her movements, hypnotizing him, and her slim waist flared out to wide, tanned hips clad in tiny cutoff shorts. The sight of her and the feel of her mouth sucking him deeply again brought him to the edge of orgasm. He felt his balls tighten, fighting to hold back, but having had only one orgasm in the past few days, he knew he couldn't last long.
"Apolline," Harry said, noticing the blonde head peeking through the ferns, a distinct sound of squishing coming from between her legs, her wide blue eyes watching them. "I'm going to... cum."
"Yes, baby!" Apolline said, stroking him with a quick hand. "Fill my mouth with your cum, give it to me, Harry, please..."
She jerked his cock, and he felt it swell and pulse. She wrapped her mouth around the head and sucked hard, swallowing his cum quickly, not losing a drop. Panting, he looked up, but no one was in sight, only a few gently swaying ferns.
"God, Apolline... that was amazing! Better than I ever dreamed," Harry breathed, slowly catching his breath.
He watched as she swallowed his cum with a look of blissful surprise on her face. "Mmhmm, you taste so sweet, baby. I feel... I feel my stomach settle," she said, her eyes opening as she looked at him with a joyful and satisfied expression.
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