Daphne's Marriage Escape (Ch. 6 - The Wedding: Part II)

"I love your cock, Harry," she gasped, her voice filled with emotion. "And I love you."

Harry smiled at her words, his hips continuing to thrust into her. He loved her, he realised. He loved her more than he had ever loved anyone else, more than he had ever thought possible. And he knew, deep in his heart, that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

Harry's thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of Daphne's pussy clenching around his cock, her walls fluttering as she neared another orgasm. The sensation sent him over the edge, his balls tightening as he neared his own release.

"I love you too, Daphne," he gasped. "I love you so fucking much."

With those words, he let go, his orgasm exploding from him, filling Daphne's pussy with his seed, his cock twitching as he filled her up.

Daphne moaned loudly, her fingers digging into Harry's shoulders as she felt him fill her up, her pussy clenching around his cock as she came again, her own orgasm triggered by the sensation of his seed filling her up.

As they came down from their high, Harry pulled out of Daphne, his cock still slick with their combined juices.

"Now, Daphne," he said. "It's time for the real plan!"

He reached down, grabbing hold of the skirt of her wedding gown, tearing it apart with a swift, determined tug. Daphne gasped as she felt the fabric rip apart, her eyes widening as she realised what he was doing.

"Hey! I spent hours getting ready in this gown," she protested. But there was no real anger in her voice, only a hint of exasperation at the wasted time.

Harry smirked. "And you'll be spending hours getting ready in another gown when you marry me," he said, before pulling her to her feet.

Daphne looked up at him, her eyes shining with emotion. "Really?" She asked, her voice trembling.

Harry nodded. "Really," he said, before pulling her close and pressing a soft, loving kiss against her lips.

With the plan now in motion, Harry conjured a comfortable arm-chair, positioning it so that it overlooked the entrance to the bridal suite. He sat down, before pulling Daphne down into his lap, her back pressed against his chest, her body fitting perfectly against his, his still-hard cock snuggling up against her abused pussy.

He reached down, grabbing hold of her hips, pulling her close, his hands roaming over her soft curves, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath his fingertips.

"Now, we wait," he said confidently. "But I have no doubt that it won't be long now."

Daphne nodded. "I trust you, Harry," she finally whispered.

And she was right to trust him, for as they sat there, waiting, they could hear the sound of footsteps approaching, the muffled voices of people growing louder, arguing outside.

As they waited, Daphne's fingers traced over Harry's hands, her body still pressed against his chest, her heart beating in time with his.

"There's still one hole you haven't claimed yet today, Harry," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of mischief and desire.

Harry chuckled softly. "Is that so?" He asked, amused. She really was insatiable.

Daphne nodded, her body writhing in his lap, her pussy grinding against his erection. "Yes, it is!"

Harry smirked in response. "Well, I suppose I could rectify that," he said, before reaching down, his fingers tracing the outline of her puckered hole.

Daphne gasped, her body tensing as she felt his fingers on her ass, the sensation sending a shiver down her spine.

Harry then reached for his wand, conjuring a small bottle of lubricant, before applying it to Daphne's ass, his fingers working it in, preparing her for his thick, hard cock.

Daphne moaned all the while, her body writhing in his lap as she felt his fingers toying with her sacred hole, the sensation of him preparing her for his cock one she loved more than anything else in the world.

"Please, Harry," she begged. "Fuck my ass, Harry. I need your seed seeping out of my pussy and ass, marking me as yours."

Harry nodded, his fingers still working the lubricant into her ass. "As you wish, Daphne," he said, lifting her up by her legs, positioning her so that the entrance to her asshole was just above his cock.

Then, Harry lowered Daphne onto his cock, feeling the head of his cock push against her asshole, feeling it stretch as she enveloped him.

Daphne moaned loudly, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt him enter her, her walls tightening around his thick length, her ass clenching as she adjusted to the sensation.

"Fuck, Harry," she gasped, her voice filled with pleasure. "I love the feeling of your cock in my ass. It's so naughty... Yet it feels so right."

Harry moaned in response, his words failing him. His hands were still gripping her hips, practically folding her body in half as he held her, impaling her on his thick, hard cock. Anyone that walked in on them now would see her in all her glory, her head thrown back in ecstasy, her legs spread wide, and with his massive cock buried deep inside her ass.

With each deep thrust of his hips, Harry felt her ass tighten around his cock, the sensation of her walls clenching around him sending waves of pleasure coursing through his veins.

Daphne moaned as she felt him fuck her ass. Her body was writhing in his lap, her fingers digging into the arms of the chair as she held on for dear life.

And with each deep thrust of Harry's cock, as his massive length slid in and out of her tight ass, she could feel her pussy clenching around nothing, her walls tightening around the emptiness.

And each time he filled her up with his cock, something had to give to make way for his girth.

"Oh, Harry, I can feel your cum seeping out of my pussy!" Daphne cried, bemoaning the loss of his seed. But there was nothing she could do as Harry continued to fuck her, his hips a blur as he ploughed her ass.

Their bodies slapped together, the sound of flesh on flesh filling the room, the sound bleeding out into the hallway. Harry couldn't resist the urge to fuck her harder, his hips snapping forward as he buried his cock to the hilt inside her ass.

And as Harry felt his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he neared his release, he knew that this time, there was no holding back. His plan was already in motion, and it was time for the final act.

"Fuck, Daphne, I'm close," he groaned, his voice filled with need. "Take my cum, you dirty little slut. Take it all, and show me how much you love my cock!"

Daphne moaned in response. And then, finally, he came, his cock twitching as he filled her up with his hot, sticky seed, the sensation of his release sending waves of pleasure coursing through his veins.

Daphne moaned loudly, her body writhing on his cock, her legs shaking as she felt him fill her up, her own orgasm triggered by the sensation of Harry's seed squirting into her ass.

"Yes, yes, YES!" She screamed, her voice reaching a fever pitch as she came hard on Harry's cock.

Harry could feel her anal walls clenching around his cock, milking him for all he was worth, her ass tightening around him as she rode out her orgasm.

And just as Harry was about to pull out of Daphne, the door to the bridal suite burst open, and Draco Malfoy stormed in, his face contorted in rage.

"What the fuck is going on in here?!" He demanded, his voice trembling with anger.

Harry smirked. "Well, Malfoy, I think it's pretty obvious what's going on here," he said, gesturing to Daphne's naked form, still folded in half, her ass still filled with his thick, hard cock, his cum seeping out of both holes.

Draco's eyes widened as he took in the scene before him, his face growing red with anger. "You... you slut!" He spat, his voice trembling with rage.

Daphne moaned, the sound coming from deep in her chest, as if it was ripped from her very soul. "Oh, Harry, I love your cock," she gasped. "Your cock is so perfect, so hard, so thick. There will never be another cock for me. These holes will always belong to you, Harry! Always!"

Harry smiled. "I know, Daphne," he said, before pulling out of her ass, leaving her puckered hole gaping and empty. Harry's cum seeped out of her ass in waves, joining the pool of his seed that had escaped her pussy.

Draco's face contorted with rage as he watched, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. "You... you... YOU!" He spat, his voice trembling. He looked like he was going to burst a vein. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. His to-be wife's gaping ass was on full display, with the cum of his hated rival making rivers down her ruined body.

He looked like he wanted to do nothing more than beat Harry to a pulp. Yet, he couldn't move, couldn't do anything but stand there, stunned, speechless. His eyes was glued to the sight of Harry's massive cock, proof that Harry would always be the better man than him.

With a flick of his wrist, Draco conjured the marriage contract, tearing it apart with a vicious snarl. "Fuck you, Potter. I'm not going to marry this dirty whore!" He spat, his eyes burning with rage. And with those words, he stormed out of the room, leaving Harry and Daphne alone.

Harry chuckled, clearly amused. "Well, that went better than expected," he said, before pulling Daphne close, his hands roaming over her soft curves one final time.

Daphne looked up at him, her eyes shining with emotion. "I can't believe it," she whispered in wonder. "I'm finally free."

Harry nodded. "You are," he said, before leaning down, pressing a soft, loving kiss against her lips.

As they pulled away, Daphne looked up at him. "Thank you, Harry," she said. "Thank you for everything."

Harry smiled. "There's no need to thank me, Daphne," he said. "Instead, I have a question for you."

"What is it, Harry?"

"Will you marry me?" He asked, his heart pounding in his chest.

Daphne's eyes widened, her breath hitching as she realised what he was finally asking. "Yes, Harry," she breathed, tears falling down her chin. "Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!"

"Good," he said. Then, he stood up, conjuring a robe, wrapping it around Daphne's naked body. "Now, let's get out of here. After all, we have a wedding to plan."

Daphne smiled. It was the most perfect smile Harry had ever seen. "Yes, we do," she said, before leaning up, pressing a soft, sweet kiss against his lips.

And as they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, Harry knew that this was just the beginning of a new chapter in their lives. A chapter filled with love, laughter, and more orgasms than he could count. And he couldn't wait to see what the future held for them.

The first chapter of a new story will be out next week! :)