I spent the rest of the day trying to put my parents visit out of my head. I took a walk down the driveway, played the piano, and read a book in the sunlit reading nook. But I couldn't get my father's ominous threat out of my head.
What exactly did he mean by this wasn't the end of it?
Alastor peered at me concerned as we got ready for bed, "(Y/N), what is troubling you?"
Running a brush through my (H/L) (H/C) hair, I said, "Just thinking about what my father said today." Wrapping an arm around my waist, he pulled me close to him comfortingly.
"He was just talking out of his ass," Alastor assured me, "Don't worry about it." Then he leaned over and kissed me long and slow. Dropping the brush, I wrapped my arms around his neck. His own hands roved down the length of my body, sending shivers through me. I felt his long fingers trailed down the material to my nightshirt until he reached my panties.
Lying back, I felt him slide my panties down my legs as he lightly nipped at my neck. I moaned, my own hands unbuttoning his pants. Pushing his pants down just far enough, I felt his hardening cock spring free and bump against the inside of my thigh.
Alastor pressed his cock against my slick opening, burying himself balls deep inside me. I gasped and raked my nails down his back. With an animalistic growl, Alastor began to fuck me mercilessly until I was screaming his name.
The knot in my core wound tighter and tighter until I felt it snap, causing a wave of intense pleasure to overtake me. With a cry, I clenched down on his cock, milking him. I heard Alastor groan, trust once more into me, and find his own release.
It was several minutes until the room stopped spinning and we regained our wits. Slowly, Alastor pulled out of me, leaving an empty feeling where his cock had stretched me out. He wrapped me in his arms, pulling me close to him. Laying my head on his chest, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Sometime in the middle of the night, I loud crash woke me up. Sitting up ramrod straight, I shook Alastor's shoulder.
"Alastor, wake up!" I hissed, "I think someone is breaking in!"
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