Chapter 29
"Huh...well that's certainly an interesting fantasy," Harry thought to himself and Lily as Lily finished showing Harry a recurring fantasy Emma had been having.
"Would you like to make it a reality?" Lily questioned. Harry thought about it. He had been growing closer to Emma but there was still the not-so-secret secret of
her membership in the Hellfire Club between them. But it would be fun at the very least.
"Sure. Let's do it," Harry answered while preparing himself to act out the sexual fantasy that Emma's subconscious clearly wanted her to experience.
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"Did you think we wouldn't find out," Harry said from the corner of Emma's room startling the White Queen of the Hellfire Club enough that she jumped and spun to face him.
Emma came face to face with Spider-Man, perhaps the most dangerous man in the world. Her stomach dropped out.
"Spider-Man, what are you doing here?" Emma asked, deciding to try to play dumb.
Faster than Emma could blink he was across the room and pressed up against her backside while his right hand slid down behind the front of her thong to cup her bare sex.
"I told you to call me Harry, bitch," Harry growled. "You tried harming Jean, White Queen of the Hellfire Club. You are just damn lucky I am not majorly into causing pain and suffering during sex. Instead I'm going to break your mind and make you enjoy this."
Emma screamed as ecstasy surged through her vagina while Harry's fingers dipped into her slit. With only a few strokes Emma was soaked and ready for him. Harry's pants and boxer-briefs vanished. He telekinetically removed Emma's white thong. Telekinesis aimed Harry's prick.
"Brace yourself against the dresser," Harry ordered.
Emma obeyed Harry's tone without thought and almost immediately felt his turgid dick begin to penetrate her sex. Emma gasped and moaned as she felt her insides being stretched around the superhero's most powerful weapon. He was so damn thick she wasn't sure she could stretch around him. Inch after inch slid into her quim until she felt his groin press against her rump. He was completely inside of her. His right hand was slowly rubbing her clit for several moments as he paused inside of her but then he shifted his grip to holding her by her hips. Strangely it still felt as if he was stroking her sensitive bud. Then he started moving. She felt him rock his hips back and forth sliding his hardness through her soft innards. His hands gripped her strongly while the heat of his manhood filled her. She felt her innards being pushed and pulled aside to make way for his passage. Her softness had no choice but to give for his hardness. It felt so bloody good. Emma's pussy was tingling with euphoria inducing goodness.
Harry watched while looking down at Emma's backside as his prick disappeared inside her slick snatch and he pressed forward sharply to really give it to her. She leaned her lower half forward a bit and gasped before he withdrew and admired the glistening nature of his dick due to Emma's juicy insides. He felt her kegel muscles gripping him involuntarily. She smelled of leather and strawberries for some reason. Emma looked over her shoulder at him as he carved out her insides. Her look was heated yet somewhat confused. He could tell she felt like she wanted to resist him but what he was doing to her just felt so damn good. He was feeding a small amount of arcane energy into her sex as he used his cock to massage her insides. He felt immense gratification as he watched her shiver in delight. She closed her half-lidded eyes and fell into a trance as he covered her form. Harry continually stroked into Emma after each withdrawal this way for countless strokes. Finally he felt the urge for a change.
Emma had laid her head against the dresser and closed her eyes to enjoy having her pussy pumped but looked behind her in surprise when she felt her partner withdraw. She felt herself being flung around by a grip on her wrist until she was thrown back on her bed. Then the agile superhero was on her. Web-lines saw her wrists secured above her head to the bed-posts. He settled between her legs and slid back inside her. All in all he was out of her snatch for maybe five seconds. He immediately began bouncing his groin off of her mound in an obviously well practiced rhythm. Emma relished the feeling. She watched his muscular form flex and stretch on top of her as he rutted into her body and wished she had free hands to explore his
muscles. His mouth dipped down for several minutes and suckled on her nipples. After he had spent several minutes paying attention to her breasts alternatively he lowered his body onto her and let her take more of his weight. She liked being pressed into the mattress though he wasn't exactly heavy despite his size. His face was buried between her left neck and shoulder. His mouth explored her nearby flesh and it felt really good.
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She could hear his grunts and low groans as he plundered her sex. His breathe was hot against her neck.
"Emma, you are now my little slut. From now until the day you die I will fuck this tight vagina anytime I want," Harry whispered into Emma's ear. "You will thank me for using your body and love it. You will like me wherever and whenever I tell you to. Isn't that right, bitch?"
Harry gave Emma a particularly good jab with his cock followed by hitting her inner nerves with a burst of arcane pleasure energy. Emma cried out and her vaginal muscles reflexively pulsed around his hardness. But she didn't speak up. Harry continued to slip his pole into her quiver without ever pausing. His strokes were deep and deliberate. Her response was to begin pushing her body up off of the bed to try to drive her sleeve further on his weapon. It made Harry feel insanely proud and good to know she wanted more of his hard dick. He could do this to any woman anytime he wanted. He leaned back enough to look at Emma's beautiful face. The black lip stick would have to go but she was otherwise undeniably beautiful. Her eyes were glazed over with lust.
Emma felt her body beginning to sweat copiously. Her heart was pumping rapidly as she received a thorough fucking by her visitor. She felt his muscled flesh slide against her inner thighs as he explored her folds. His hands shifted down from where his forearms had rested on the bed until he cupped her butt. His strong grip squeezed and played with the pliable flesh of her bottom. There was a demanding and claiming quality to his fondling. She felt his finger-tips graze over her vaginal lips which were widely stretched around his dick. Her mouth found his ear and nibbled as he pounded away at her soaked pussy. She had never felt this hot before during sex but absolutely loved the feeling. Emma began to feel a strange sensation. She felt a desire to obey the man buried in her core in all things. She had never been the type to submit. She fought against this sensation. She felt that if she could make him cum before she next did that she would win their battle of wills. Emma started squeezing her kegel muscles tightly around his prick and started pulling her mound up around his shaft using her legs wrapped around his waist. She impaled her quim on his heated shaft.
Harry had been pushing his magical aura into Emma's body with the intent to dominate the woman and bend her to his will. She had done some very bad things in her life and would be his so that he could keep her from harming others and force her to redeem. His magic clashed against her essence and altered her. He could feel her fighting it and trying to make him climax. Harry's thrusting sped up to match Emma's own movements and the wet slapping of their bodies filled the bedroom. Emma's bed creaked beneath the movement. She began moaning louder and more frequently. He groaned approvingly. Harry increased the flow of his magic into the hot snatch squeezing his manhood. He sent a bolt of pure magical sexual energy straight into Emma's pussy through his dick and felt her clench up around him. Emma screamed as she arched her back and began to violently shudder. Her fluids poured out of her gash around his shaft and he buried himself completely in her and pressed down as he grunted with the release of his seed into her cauldron. Harry felt Emma's will surrender to his as she gave every bit of herself into the euphoric bliss that enveloped her mind.
Harry explored the connection that now existed between himself and Emma. He had intended to reshape her using his magic to obey him. He hadn't counted on the forming of a telepathic link between them which he could use to give her commands from a distance without verbally speaking them. Emma could sense it too.
"You may be a really good lay but that doesn't mean you can dominate me, asshole," Emma growled as she began to shift into her diamond form, intending to crush his manhood with her diamond pussy.
"Stop," Harry commanded and Emma's transformation halted part way. Emma gaped. She didn't even know she could halt her transformation part way. She felt forced to obey. "Transform back to your flesh and blood form and stay that way while we are naked together. You think me an asshole. I will show you what I do with assholes."
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Harry drew out of Emma's cunt and flipped her onto her stomach. He wasted no time in straddling the back of her thighs and feeding his meat between her buns. Emma cried out with expected pain as he shoved his dick through her virgin butthole. Luckily for her there was no pain at all. Emma gasped and groaned as her insides were stretched out with a thick intruder until his groin was pressed against her ass, smashing her soft cheeks. Harry was resting with his body fully pressed against Emma's sweaty back. Her upper thighs were inside his thighs and he had her legs pinned together with his. He didn't pause for too long before he was withdrawing from his partner's rectal sheathe. Half way out he reversed direction and skewered her innards once more with his fleshy spear. Emma grunted as his groin smacked her rump. He repeated this motion with an inch longer withdrawal. Soon he was pumping away at Emma's stretched butthole with the full length of his cock. Emma shuddered beneath his weight while her inner muscles tightly gripped her partner's prick. Harry's forearms were against the bed with his hands curled under her shoulders. He gripped her shoulders to give him leverage. His head was next to hers right by her ear. She was letting out quiet grunts and gasps now as he took her butt for his own pleasure.
"This is what dirty little whores get," Harry whispered. "They get their dirty little arse-holes buggered. And they grow to like it. You like it don't you, bitch? You are my bitch and always will be."
Emma didn't answer out loud but she felt humiliated. Her ass was being steadily fucked by the most glorious example of a male dick she had ever experienced. There was nothing she could do about it either. His position, tone, and body language spoke of dominance. She felt his hands shift to cup her breasts and he played with them as if he owned them, owned her. She felt a need to obey his commands. That didn't mean she wouldn't resist. When he drew back preparing for his next thrust Emma shoved her butt back up and at him. He reached deeper inside of her and Emma felt her body betray her. It had felt good. Emma's pussy was so damn hot. She repeated the action of driving her rump up at her partner. Soon she had him up enough that she was able to get on her hands and knees. She tried rolling forward and away from him on his next withdrawal. It was as if he sensed her intent for his hands were on her hips holding her in place. She tried fighting him and moving forward anyway but he was just too strong.
Harry groaned with approval as Emma's attempts to pull forward off of him or buck him off only served to make her rectal muscles grip and massage his prick even more forcefully. He could tell deep down that she truly did not want off of him. His essence was intermingling with hers and he could sense her deepest emotions. She was loving being impaled on his cock. She continued to struggle for what must have been over 100 revolutions through her bowels and then she just stopped pretending. Emma settled onto her knees with her head down on her arms and took his rectal reaming. Harry slid his hands over her hips and up over her back. A sense of bliss filled him as he repeatedly rooted away inside Emma's guts with his manhood. The heat of her back passage filled his organ as it encased him. After several more dozen strokes in this position Emma arched her back up and pressed her back against his chest. Her upper was at a forty-five degree angle along with his. He telekinetically turned her head and captured her lips. She refused to open her mouth for a moment but then let his tongue in before sucking on it.
"Play with your pussy. I give you permission. I want you to make that juicy little cunt blaze with heat. Make your clit sing and then cum with my dick lodged up your butt," Harry commanded telepathically.
Harry's hips moved more horizontally now as he rocked back and forth to slide his sausage through Emma's tightly clenching buns. He felt her arousal levels increase. Her soft insides rubbed his frenulum in the perfect way. He fed her arousal with arcane energy and kept her level of euphoria tightly tied to his own. Her right hand was stroking her gash while her left played with her tits. Emma just knelt there and took it with her head lolling back on his shoulder. He nibbled on her exposed neck while he prepared to inject her with his fluidic essence. Harry held her there somewhere very close to achieving orgasm but not quite yet there. He indulged in her feminine loveliness as she moaned and gasped with the taking of her backside. Her scent was intoxicating. The softness of her skin and the give of her lean muscle as he fucked her filled his senses. Harry conjured floating mirrors and used them to see himself joined with Emma from multiple angles. The sight was so intensely gratifying and arousing that he jet let them tip over the abyss. Harry
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bellowed as he pulled Emma's hips back and fully skewered her anal chute.
Hot semen flooded Emma's bowels and her pussy convulsed as her nectar sprayed from between her thighs. The bliss was unmatched. Emma swooned and may have collapsed had she not been firmly held against her partner. Emma's butt muscles repeatedly clenched and released around Harry's spurting rod as he unloaded into her receiving arse.
Harry lowered them to their sides and whispered, "You are mine forever, bitch. This is mine forever," he added while fondling her ass. "Sleep now."
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Emma woke up feeling sore in certain places but in a very good way. She opened her eyes and saw a pair of arms wrapped around her. She felt her lover spooned against her backside. The previous night came flooding back to her and she realized it all hadn't been a dream. Yet it had. Emma now remembered her recurring dream but somehow Harry had known and had acted it out with her. She was his now. And she liked that fact. It was definitely obvious now that he knew about her role within the Hellfire Club. But she knew he was alright with it.
Now her role in the Hellfire Club had changed. She was simply there to serve as a spy for Harry. He didn't even have to tell her that. The stiffening of his manhood against her arse told Emma that her new lover was awake.
"Good morning," Emma whispered while turning her head enough to look at him. "It certainly is," Harry said with a grin while grinding himself into her arse. Emma groaned approvingly. "I don't think there is any better way to wake up," Emma said.
"Hmm...there is but it's a close thing," Harry said while sending Emma the mental image of him waking up with her mouth on his tool.
"Mmm...I'll keep that in mind for the future," Emma replied with a grin on her lips. "You do that," Harry instructed. Just then there was an urgent sounding knock on the door and a call of, "Ms. Frost." "Would you get the lock?" Emma asked.
Harry focused his telekinesis on the door and it swung open to reveal a disheveled looking Alex Summers holding a small device containing some red type of fluid. Alex looked stunned to see his teacher in bed with Spider-Man but quickly recovered himself enough to half stumble through the doorway. "Ms. Frost, Northstar has been taken by a group of seven mutants calling themselves Alpha Flight," Alex explained.
Emma sat up pulling the covers over her chest and prompted, "Tell me what happened."
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"A few of us were out at the movies when we were jumped by this group of mutants. They were all so powerful...and it happened so fast. They had Northstar disabled before we realized it was him they were after. I was barely able to stay conscious and the others with us weren't so lucky. I managed to break this off of the uniform of the lead fighter when I fought back. I don't know what it is but there were several all over his armor," Alex explained while holding up the red liquid.
"Can I see that?" Harry asked. Alex walked over and handed Harry the device. After several moments Emma asked, "Do you know what it is?"
"This is a power enhancing drug known on the street as Banshee. It's a mixture of Fentanyl, Mutant Growth Hormone, Testosterone, and Dopamine. It's addictive and long-term lethal. If a person overdoses then it is lethal quickly. Normal humans can get temporary super-abilities with it. In mutants it causes secondary mutations and makes them immensely powerful," Harry explained.
"Assemble the students on our fighting team, Alex. We're going after Northstar," Emma told her student before he nodded and left. "Will the X-Men help?" She asked her lover.
"Yes, I'll get them ready," Harry said.
"It looks like we'll have to continue our fun wake-up later," Emma said as she got up to get dressed.
"You forget my time dilation fields," Harry purred in a sultry tone. "We have time."
They did.
Department H., 50 Miles North of Montreal Canada...
"Here we go," Lorna said as she stretched her right hand forward towards the wall in front of them and felt the rebar with her magnetic power.
Polaris twisted the metal to her will and the wall tore free signaling the start of the battle. The Canadian team may have been amped up on Banshee but they were not expecting the numbers they face. The Academy team along with the X-Men were ready for battle.
"You've got exactly one chance to free Northstar and surrender or we're going to wipe the floor with you," Jean said.
"You're going to lose boy," Vindicator responded.
Jean, Kitty, Ororo, Felicia, Rogue, Emma, Lorna, Scott, Colossus, Angel, Alex, Dazzler, Lorna, Elliott, Sunspot, and Harry were all present. Vindicator led the opposition consisting of Jubilee, Sasquatch, Sunfire, Shaman, and Snowbird. With greater than two to one odds Harry's companions attacked in pre-assigned pairs. A member of the X-Men was paired with an Academy student wherever possible. Colossus and Alex surged forward. Colossus' initial punch sent Vindicator tumbling back. Before Vindicator could right himself Alex was sending a blast of energy from his hands pounding Vindicator through the opposite wall.
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Rogue and Lorna took on Shaman but their fight was very short. Lorna distracted Shaman with metal ball bearings zipping around him and smacking him in the face in rapid succession while Rogue snuck up behind him and used her ability to drain his energy. Sunfire meanwhile was attacked by Sunspot and Ororo. Sunfire let out blasts of fire that were searing hot but Sunspot got in the way and responded in kind. Ororo used blasts of lightning and miniature hurricanes to toss their opponent about. It appeared that some members of the Canadian team would still manage to shrug off the dual assault with difficult because of their use of Banshee. Jean and Harry came in while acting as the finishers. The two most powerful members of the Academy/Institute team would knock unconscious the resilient Canadians with Harry using his webbing to restrain the subdued members of Alpha Flight for good measure.
As the fighting wound down, Kitty phased through a wall holding a shaking Northstar. She set Jean Paul on the ground near Colossus. A tremor passed through the floor as the speedster went through a violent tremor.
"He is overdosing on Banshee," Colossus said distressed while kneeling beside his boyfriend.
Jean laid her hand on Jean Paul's chest and closed her eyes. Harry sensed her reaching inside the shuddering speedster to his very atoms. Nothing visible happened at first but then her telekinesis went to work countering the force the Banshee was driving his atoms to vibrate with. Slowly the energy causing the extra force drained away. Before her merging with Phoenix Jean never would have had such fine control of her abilities.
"I've drained away as much as the extra energy as is safe in one go. If I try anymore right now his atoms could destabilize and he could explode. He's going to have a rough time of withdrawal but at least I don't think he'll die now from overdose," Jean said.
"What about...you know," Colossus said while gesturing towards where Harry was helping secure the prisoners.
"It's probably better to let the Banshee work out of his system the rest of the way. Have faith...if Jean Paul takes a turn for the worst Harry can intervene," Jean suggested.
"Do we know where this Banshee is coming from, Harry?" Kitty asked as her teammates began to regroup. "Maybe we should ask Colossus that Kitty," Jean said while looking intently at the Russian. Everyone but Harry turned to look at the Russian with surprise.
"Did you read my thoughts?" Colossus asked Jean. "I didn't need to," Jean replied. "I have just learned to sense a common energy pattern among Banshee users."
Colossus looked intently at the ground for several moments before he said, "When I first got my mutation I could turn to bio-steel but I was not strong enough to lift my arms. Enhanced strength is not one of my mutations."
"Then how," Bob began before trailing off with realization. "Banshee," Scott confirmed with a grim tone.
"Banshee," Colossus confirmed. "I debated asking you if you had a better solution," Colossus said as he looked up at Harry then. "I tried so many times. But I was always held back."
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"You're addicted," Jean said knowingly which earned a nod from Colossus.
Harry walked over and laid a hand on the Russian's shoulder. The feeling of addiction Colossus had felt for so long but hadn't quite realized it disappeared. The haze over his mind and willpower gradually faded.
"I can help you with the strength issue without relying on Banshee," Harry said. "You won't be quite as strong as you are now but the damage Banshee has done to your body can't be fully bypassed without drastic measures," Harry explained.
"As long as I can still fight that will be enough my friend," Colossus replied.
Harry nodded. He could give Colossus equal super-strength but doing so would require cloning Colossus a new body and transferring all that Colossus was over that new body. The Banshee had just damaged Colossus' current body too much.
"There's something I still don't understand," Jean said while she turned to look at Logan. "You feel similar to the Banshee signature but not the same. Why is that?"
Harry turned to peer at Logan as well then. Lily communed with Jean's bio-net A.I. to see what Jean was seeing. It only took Lily a few moments to work out the reason why.
"Banshee is derived from your mutation. Somebody must have figured it out before your memory was wiped," Harry announced.
"I can arrange a drop with my supplier for more Banshee," Colossus offered. "They use a teleporter but I don't believe that would be any trouble for you, Harry."
Harry turned back to the Russian and said, "Do it."
"Yes, do it," Logan agreed with a growl in his tone while extending his claws menacingly. "I want to have a talk with the person who is using my mutation to make this poison." "Let's not jump to killing without first figuring out what is going on," Harry cautioned.
Harry had an odd feeling that they knew the supplier. "Is there something you aren't telling us Harry?" Rogue asked her boyfriend.
"I have an odd feeling we know the supplier," Harry admitted. "Let's return to the Institute. We won't resolve anything until the arranged meet."
Muir Island "How did your day go after I left?" Harry as Moira returned to their quarters.
"It went well but was tiring," Moira said as she sat down on the couch and laid her head back to rest. "Where is David?"
"He's off playing with his friends," Harry answered as he came over and sat down next to Moira.
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Moira immediately began cuddling up to him laying her head on his shoulder. "Good, good," Moira said. "How has your day gone?"
"Funny you should ask," Harry mused. "The X-Men and I dealt with a group of Canadian mutants enhanced by a drug called Banshee."
Immediately Moira tensed at hearing her lover's statement.
"Oh God...oh God he knows," Moira frantically thought. "He's going to leave me. He can't leave me. He is the best thing that has ever happened to me." Moira hadn't thought she could fall so deeply in love with someone after Charles had crushed her heart. She had been wrong. Harry was the kindest man she had ever met when with her alone. He could be fiercely protective when needed. And he was great with David. He was also the best lover she had ever had. Aloud Moira whispered, "Please don't leave me."
Harry clearly heard what she had said.
"Hey," Harry said as he shifted out in front of her and knelt down to bring himself to her eye level. "I have no intention of leaving you. I just want to know why?"
Tears had formed in the corners of Moira's eyes. Her throat felt tight but she knew she owed him an answer. "I started manufacturing Banshee to keep this place running," Moira admitted. "That was why you didn't need my help with the finances here," Harry said with realization. "Yes...you would ask where the money was coming from," Moira explained.
"I could have helped finance this place. Trust me I can afford it," Harry pointed out.
"I know you can. But after Charles I...I," Moira said but couldn't bring herself to say the words.
"You feared I would leave you and take my financing with me," Harry surmised.
She nodded and the tears fell slowly. Harry leaned forward and kissed her softly. He kissed her again a second time for good measure.
"I'm sorry," Moira whispered after the kiss had ended.
Moira was sorry she hadn't trusted Harry because of her insecurities. He understood that. Moira felt his mind reach out and connect with hers telepathically. They connected frequently to talk and sometimes during sex so that they could share their pleasure. But this was something different, something deeper. Moira felt his burning love for her. There was no recrimination for what she had done.
"Now you know," Harry said while emphasizing his last word. "I'll stop making Banshee and trust you," Moira said. "I love you so much."
His response wasn't needed because she had felt his love. Moira then initiated a kiss this time. Her kiss was equal parts needy and hungry. She showed him physically how she felt and he returned in kind. Harry would
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later smooth things over with the Banshee users as best he could. He would do it for the woman he loved.
"Very good," Harry complimented. "I think that is enough for today."
Wanda sat back in her chair with a relieved sigh and stared at the small golden replica of a recent fight scene between the Ultimates and a group of super-powered criminals that had been causing trouble. The golden figurines flowed like a liquid as they moved through the fight in miniature but the material was actually solid gold. Wanda had first conjured the material and then enchanted it under Harry's instruction.
"Thank goodness," Wanda said. "That was exhausting."
Harry reached over and took her hand before she felt a pleasurable flood of energy rush into her sweeping away the exhaustion. Wanda shivered at the touch of the man she had been crushing on for a long time now.
"You should feel better now," Harry said. "You are doing very well. I wasn't sure how far you would be able to go when we first began these tutoring sessions but someday you might even be my equal."
Wanda deep down feared that. She did not think she had Harry's restraint. Being around him calmed her and made her feel safe like she wouldn't snap at any moment and lose control. She feared killing those close to her. That was why she had only ever been close to Pietro before she had met Harry. Pietro was fast enough to out-run any danger. Harry's durability was quickly becoming legend on Earth.
"Thank you Harry. You have no idea how much I appreciate all of your help," Wanda admitted. Wanda stood then and walked around the small table she and Harry had been working at before sliding into his lap. "I appreciate it very much," Wanda told her boyfriend as she ground herself down on him while wrapping her arms around him and kissing him.
Wanda's mind drifted back to remembering her first time with Harry shortly after they had begun dating.
Flashback - Smut Scene Lead-in
Harry entered Wanda's quarters and silently observed as she bit her lip and moaned. Her fingers danced across her pussy. Her eyes were closed because he could feel her projecting the thoughts of having sex with him. He shed his clothes quietly and floated over her bed. Wanda's eyes snapped open as she sensed his power and she beheld the sight of him naked.
"Harry," Wanda gasped in surprise while attempting to cover her sex and breasts. "No need to cover yourself. I want you too," Harry said as he lowered on top of her.
Harry's mouth found Wanda's. It took her several moments to respond but soon enough she hungrily returned his kiss.
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Wanda took Harry's shaft in hand and stroked it firmly. She broke the kiss and pressed her lips to his neck. She guided the tip of his prick to her slit. She was already ready for him. She had been fully into pleasuring herself when he entered the room. Wanda bit down lightly on his neck as she felt his prick slide into her vagina. He was so damn thick. His manhood burned her insides as it seared into her womanly core. He was bigger than she had taken before. When his groin came to rest against her pelvis Harry being inside of her simply felt right. His hips stilled for many heartbeats as he leaned back and stared down at her. His green
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eyes burned with desire. Then his hips started moving back and forth. She felt his hardness drag in and out of her. His turgid manhood rubbed the insides of her cunny touching just the right parts of her insides. His right hand slid down and cupped her left arse-cheek. He squeezed her bum possessively.
"Harry," Wanda moaned into Harry's ear as he dropped his mouth to her neck. She had thrown her head back after the first dozen thrusts of his prick. "That feels fucking wonderful!"
Harry couldn't agree with Wanda more. Her insides were velvety goodness around his tool. He felt her inner muscles constricting and relaxing as he moved through her pussy. Her sex was already slick when he entered her and those juices quickly coated his member. Her hands slid down and cupped his butt before sliding up to his lower back. He pumped his shaft through her pussy at a steady pace that saw three-quarters of his length moving to and from her body. Harry leaned his body slightly to his left side as he thrust into her and lowered his mouth until he could taste her breasts. He suckled on her right nipple and felt her clutch at his hair while gasping his name. He switched breasts after paying the first tit enough attention to span dozens of thrusts.
"You are gorgeous," Harry throatily announced after he leaned his upper body back enough so that he could gaze down at Wanda's entire body.
Wanda watched as Harry slipped his arms under her legs and raised her legs slightly. His gaze tracked down to her sex and she felt his prick lurch within her confines as he gazed at her vagina. A surge of magic coursed into her core from his manhood which generated euphoria and heat throughout her lower half starting from her vagina. From this more upright position Harry continued to work her insides using his perfect tool. He continued to work her snatch through thousands of strokes from this position with an unrelenting pace. Wand ran her hands over his upper body as he did so. Her mind gradually lost focus on the world around her until there was only him. She moaned disapprovingly when she felt his tool slip from her nether lips. A moment later she felt his mouth on her snatch. His tongue probed her slit for a few circuits before he sucked on her clit. His mouth was barely on her pussy for thirty seconds before he was rolling her onto her stomach. He slipped back into her gash from behind with his body pressing down on her. His inner thighs bracketed her outer thighs as he braced himself on his elbows.
"You're mine now, Wanda," Harry huskily promised. "You are going to get this inside you every day for the rest of your life."
As Harry spoke he resumed thrusting into and pulling out of Wanda's molten core at the same relentless pace as before if not slightly faster. He balanced his upper body on his left forearm easily as he brought his right hand down beneath Wanda and easily found the top of her sex. His fingers began rubbing her clit and Wanda's pussy started to really clamp down on his member. She gasped and moaned beneath him as he skewered her sleeve with his weapon. The tension built in her body. His mouth found her right ear and he nibbled on the lobe. She turned her head enough that his mouth could take hers. She sucked on his tongue as his tongue slipped past her lips. Wanda lost count of the strokes. All she knew was it felt absolutely incredible to feel his weight on top of her, to feel his fingers on her clit, and to take his shaft inside of her cunny with unrelenting repeated rhythm. She was so close. She squeezed harder and faster with her inner muscles to make him cum with her.
Wanda broke the kiss to breathe and gasped out, "I'm going to cum. Cum with me."
"I'm going to cum with you," Harry promised. "I'm going to explode inside your sweet pussy and fill your snatch full of my hot cream. You're going to be dripping my seed for hours and will love it."
Harry's magic flared and he sent much of it into Wanda's body. Her magic flared in response. She screamed as she came. Her entire body shook beneath him while her vagina rippled along his length. He buried his shaft in her pussy and let loose with his hot load. Wanda cooed approvingly as she felt his prick pumping his seed into her body. The ecstasy coursing through their joined sexes was both mutually intense and
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immensely satisfying. He pinned her to the bed with his body. He slowed his rubbing of her clit but didn't completely stop.
As their climaxes started to peak Harry rolled them to their left sides and pulled her tightly against his front. Their legs intertwined.
"Best sex ever," Wanda whispered after she had partially recovered her breath and wits some time later.
"Mmhm," Harry agreed before kissing her sweaty shoulder. "It isn't over yet. Give me a few and I'll be ready to go again."
"I'll hold you to that," Wanda said while squeezing him with her inner muscles. End Smut Scene – End Flashback
Wanda ended the kiss. The thoughts of her first time with Harry had gotten her turned on.
"I think I have time for a quickie before my Christmas shopping trip with Pietro," Wanda suggested in a purr with her lips close to Harry's ear.
"There's always time for a quickie," Harry responded.
Even though she was having fun with her brother, Wanda's mind wouldn't leave the handsome hybrid she had just made love to. This wasn't surprising considering just how amazing her boyfriend was. Wanda's mother was a full blown witch while her father was a full blown mutant. This made Wanda a hybrid of magic and mutation, just like Harry. Her abilities gave her the power to warp reality, just like Harry. This was why he and no one else was teaching her. As she walked with her brother down a busy New York sidewalk she realized that at some point she had fallen in love with Harry. She realized she loved two men and although it had been challenging at times for Pietro they had made it work. As that realization came the crack of a gun- shot was heard louder than Wanda was used to.
"No," Pietro shouted as he batted the projectile aside and pushed Wanda out of the way. Wanda saw a blur zipping around which later analysis would show was Pietro trying to knock the self-guided projectile off course. The projectile was set to home in on Wanda's DNA. All of this only took milliseconds and then Pietro was in front of her blocking the projectile with his own body. Still it tore through his chest and would have killed Wanda if the necklace Harry had gifted her hadn't worked. The enchantments on the necklace caused a personal shield to flare into visibility and disintegrate the projectile.
"You are alright," Pietro said with relief before he died there in Wanda's arms.
"No...No you can't die," Wanda told herself. Wanda cast a stasis charm on Pietro's body like Harry had taught her. She stopped the flow of time in the spacetime which Pietro's matter occupied. "I...I can't heal this." The healing charms Harry had taught her didn't cover trauma this severe. "Harry, I need you," Wanda called out mentally.
And then he was there having phased in without a sound. Harry took one glance at the scene and then phased Wanda, himself, and Pietro back to her quarters.
"You can revive him," Harry said.
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Wanda set to work extracting the needed essence from Harry and passed it to Pietro with a kiss. Pietro sat up spluttering with a kiss.
"I'm alive," Pietro said in shock as he touched his ruined uniform where the projectile had torn through.
"Yes you idiot," Wanda said as she hugged Pietro. "You didn't need to do that. Harry had me protected."
"I didn't know that," Pietro admitted. "I need some mouthwash."
Harry handed over a cup to Pietro who immediately began using it. After rinsing his mouth out with water from the sink Pietro returned to where Harry was cleaning up the blood Pietro had left on the bed.
"Someone tried to kill you," Harry told Wanda. "Until we figure out who I'm not leaving your side." "Me either," Pietro agreed.
"This is such a terrible imposition on a girl," Wanda joked. "Spending time with my boyfriends will be so hard."
"Yes well unfortunately for you it won't involve a threesome since we'll need to be doing some investigating," Pietro pointed out.
"Maybe later," Wanda said suggestively. Harry and Pietro didn't comment on that since Wanda generally got what she desired.
Lorna's room, Academy of Tomorrow "Tell me it isn't true?" Lorna said after her boyfriend had arrived upon her contacting him.
"Lorna love. I am a mind reader but I told you I wouldn't read your mind without your permission," Harry pointed out. "Please be more specific."
Harry approached Lorna and felt her embrace him shaking slightly. It was obvious she was distraught. "Tell me my sister isn't dead," Lorna demanded.
"There was an attempt on her life but she wasn't harmed. I made sure of that and am still making sure of that while we investigate. What made you think she was dead?" Harry asked as Lorna drew back with a half- relieved and half-confused expression.
"Magnestar," Lorna answered. Lorna had been growing closer to the good version of her father. He was actually like a father to her. She was his main point of contact with Harry's organization. "He said that Pietro had brought Wanda's body to Magneto."
"I need to see this corpse. I'm going to transport you to Pietro and Wanda. Explain to them what you told me. You'll have to fill Pietro in on Magnestar's existence since only Wanda knows," Harry said.
"Will do. Let us know what you find," Lorna urged before kissing her boyfriend for good luck and just because she wanted to.
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Harry and Lorna both disappeared via the transporter.
The Savage Land, Magneto's Stronghold "That isn't Wanda," Harry informed Magnestar as he appeared beside the cloaked Magnestar.
Magnestar jumped with startled surprise. Harry was using a charm that meant only he and Magnestar would hear one another speak. They were standing in a chamber where what appeared to be Wanda's body was on a table.
"You're going to give an old man a heart attack," Magnestar said. "We both know you have complete control over your body's bio-electric system," Harry pointed out.
"That is a good point," Magnestar agreed. "Still...you do know how to get an old man's blood pumping. Then what is it?"
A quick scan revealed exactly what it was. "It's a robotic copy," Harry suggested.
"Created by who?" Magnestar questioned. "And to what end? The only purpose this serves is to get Magneto incredibly riled up."
"The version of Pietro with Magneto right now is another such robot. It has a personality imprint matching Pietro's personality. Fascinating," Harry commented as he mentally examined the scans he was getting back from Lily. "The architecture is very similar to the Ultron robots created by Hank Pym. But there is an enhancement to the neuro-circuitry that I would have thought would have been beyond Pym. I think there is more going on here than we are seeing."
Harry glanced back towards New York at that moment. "What is it?" Magnestar asked.
"The Ultimates are being attacked by Ultron-tech based robotic duplicates. Over versions of me are helping them combat it," Harry explained.
"More than meets the eye indeed," Magnestar mused. "The question of the day is what?"