Well this was inevitable someday. There are a lot of hot female mutants in the Marvel Universe. That's all you need to know about the reasoning behind this little mini-series of one shots.

I would say this is the return of Super Smut Sundays but this is being posted on a Monday.

Oh, and I'm putting this here, even though I know that I shouldn't. I may be playing with fire, but...yeah I just may be playing with fire. It will over on the other profile if HYDRA catches wind of it. Anyway enjoy.

Amara Juliana Olivians Aquilla, better known as Princess Amara of Nova-Roma, and also Magma of the X-Men sat on the poolside, spread out on a Lawn Chair. She closed her eyes, basking in the sun that came down from her body. Being one with the Earth, she enjoyed the rays that came basking down on her.

The dark skinned beauty rested, and felt the nice sea breeze roll in. She had her top unclipped, her breasts pressed against the chair. Her body was covered by nothing but a black thong and she breathed heavily.

What a last couple of weeks! She was just glad to escape the island and get some downtime because she needed it.

Suddenly she could feel the cool application of suntan lotion on her back and she shivered.

"Hi, Amara," a voice whispered in her ear and she shivered, when those talented hands moved slowly down her body.

"Harry, what are you doing?" Amara asked, and she trembled underneath his grip, the powerful hands of the young man worked her over.

"Relaxing you, you look tense, you shouldn't be," Harry whispered in her ear and she wanted to look up, but she couldn't do so because her body was being treated by his magical hands. The dark skinned beauty whimpered underneath his touch.

"Oooh, that's so good," Amara moaned and his hands slowly skimmed her body, touching her taut cheeks and she once again breathed heavily. Harry had a way of touching all of her sensitive spots but not for long, rather he made her wait for more.

"I'm sure that's good, but you need to roll over," Harry told her and Amara smiled, turning over onto her back.

She allowed her bra to slide down, to reveal her nice round breasts, topped with chocolate colored nipples. Her body was extremely tanned.

"I want to be tanned all over, Harry," she purred and Harry got the message once, tugging her thong bikini bottoms down, exposing her smooth and shaved center.

"Just relax," Harry said with a smile, and he could sense that she was extremely horny.

"I am relaxing," Amara panted and his right finger rubbed suntan lotion underneath her ear and then lathered it all over her collar bone.

Harry's hands traveled closer towards her, stopping at her breasts. He cupped them, really rubbing them in.

"Oh god," Amara whimpered and Harry ran his hands over her breasts, channeling just a little bit of magic through them. It wasn't enough to overwhelm her, but it was enough to drive her wild.

It was now that her mind registered that Harry was completely naked and it took every single fiber of her being not to jump him right now.

It was hard not to do and Amara breathed with Harry's hands roaming her body a little bit, skimming over every single inch of her.

'She's like putty in my hand,' Harry said, running his finger down her stomach and it was good that he had some self-control because he wanted to be inside her as well.

Amara waited, he was getting closer but suddenly, he rubbed her inner thighs. He was closer, closer to her core but then he drew further away.

Her chest inhaled, sparkling with suntan lotion when he continued to apply it.

"Harry, Harry, please," Amara begged him and she was going to erupt if she didn't have him in her soon.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I think we should rub it in, all of the way," Harry said, brushing his hair against her clit.

Needless to say, that sparked a reaction from Amara, and she could feel her body heat up and it wasn't because of her powers. She could manipulate magma and there was something molten and hot pumping from her core.

Harry's fingers skimmed up her, closer yet, even closer and suddenly, his fingers brushed against her dripping slit. The dark haired Princess closed her eyes.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked her.

"Deeper, please," Amara said, and she could feel her powers bubbling.

"Relax Amara, remember, you need to learn control," Harry said, taking his other hand and slapping her on her firm ass.

"Not….helping," Amara moaned and his finger was only halfway inside her and then it went a little bit more into her.

She bit down on her lip extremely hard and Harry pulled out.

"HARRY!" she yelled, she was this close to losing her mind and her breath was driven completely out of her body.

"What?" Harry asked Amara and he bent down towards her.

Suddenly, she wrapped her legs around him and tried to flip him over but that was the wrong move to do.

Harry grabbed his shoulders and pinned her down on the lawn chair.

"Now, good things come to good girls, but you need to be patient," Harry said, slowly kissing down the side of Amara's face.

'Oh god,' Amara thought to herself, funny because the women of Nova-Roma worshipped Harry as a god.

"You need to learn control," Harry said, kissing down the side of the neck.

'This is torture,' Amara mentally whined and she stopped, she knew that Harry picked up all of the thoughts from her mind, to really drive the point home, when he kissed all the way down her body.

"And you need to learn that good things….." Harry said and he kissed to her breasts, taking one of the sensitive nubs in his mouth and sucking on it. He withdrew his head and her nipple stiffened in pleasure. "Come to those who wait."

Harry switched his attentions to her other nipple and he brushed his cock against her smooth, soft stomach, but was even softer thanks to the hand lotion that he used.

"I understand…..I'm sorry…"

"Sorry?" Harry asked with a cork of his eyebrow.

"I need your cock, it drives me insane," she begged him.

"It does, doesn't it?" Harry asked, slowly sliding his length down her flat stomach and touching her clit briefly.

He was inches away from pushing into her and Harry smiled, pinning Amara's hands behind her head and leaning down towards her, leaning into her.

"Yes," Amara said, she could almost feel it inside of her. Her heat was touching his cock and they were as close as they were going to get without penetration.

"It really does, doesn't it?" Harry asked but he throbbed, he loved this pussy, how tight and warm it was. His hands let go of hers and he moved down, cupping her ass. "And you want it in you, and me to fuck you until you can't walk anymore, don't you?"

"Yes," Amara concluded, licking her lips and Harry kissed down the side of her neck and caused her to shiver in pleasure.

Suddenly, the moment that she had been waiting for was at hand and he pushed into her.

Amara came right there, her tight hot walls holding onto his cock and Harry pushed into her.

"What did I tell you about control?" Harry asked, squeezing her breasts for emphasis.

"Sorry, my lord, it's just…..I needed that, so bad, please keep fucking me, punish my pussy," Amara begged him.

"It's a good thing you have a nice hot pussy," Harry said, feeling her molten walls hug him. And unlike other girls, the word "molten" was hyperbole, it was pretty much quite literal.

Amara closed her eyes, the heat surrounded both of their bodies, and Harry worked into her.

"I'll let you ride me in a little bit if you're good," Harry whispered to her, and he licked Amara behind her ear, both of their bodies covered in sweat and a nice glow.

Amara couldn't voice any response to that, all she knew was that Harry was fucking her and it felt really good.

"Ooooh, yes," Amara moaned, she managed to sat that and Harry's hands roamed over her legs when she wrapped them around his waist.

Each thrust caused miniature eruptions to happen.

There was a thud and Amara realized that the lawn chair had been reduced to ashes from her body heating. Harry guided them to the ground, padding it so she didn't hit too hard, and continued to fuck her.

"Now that was hot," Harry told her and he feasted on her breasts, causing her to whine, especially when he attacked her sensitive nipples.

Amara could not believe it and her orgasm was allowed to flow free and she was sure that one of the volcanoes was rumbling off to the side of the island.

"Rein it in," Harry whispered to her, this was a more practical lesson of control than she would be taught anywhere else.

"YES!" Amara yelled, and she could feel Harry pushing his way into her hot young body once again and he smiled looking at her.

Amara closed her eyes and felt herself embraced in her lover's warmth. His cock speared deep between her hot lips and she worked herself back towards him, her tight walls caressing his manhood when he spiked his way into her.

She received her reward and a mind shattering orgasm was released along with it. Harry pumped his load into her eager and greedy pussy.

Amara collapsed on the ground, panting, her body still so warm that she would born a normal person but Harry could handle it.

"Turn over," Harry told her once again. "I did your front, now I have to do your back."

Amara nearly came at the thought of what he implied once again.

"Remember Amara, control, or I will be very displeased," Harry said and she smiled.

"Yes, my king," Amara whispered, presenting her ass for her ruler and he was going to take it in the name of his name.

Harry's cock throbbed at the girls tight ass. Her hottest and tightest hole was presented towards him and with his cock lubricated with their combined love juices, he was there behind her.

"Pull my hair, make me your bitch," Amara whispered.

"You have been hanging around Tabby too much, it's starting to corrupt your mind," Harry whispered to her and Amara smiled but he grabbed her hair never the less.

His cock slowly slid into her ass and the pleasure spiked through body.

"I'm the Princess of Nova-Roma and I demand you give my ass a royal fucking," Amara commanded but Harry grabbed her by the hair.

"Who owns your ass?" Harry asked her and he slowed his strokes to a torturous crawl.

"You do, my lord," Amara whispered once again.

"And who gives the orders around here?"

"You do, my king," Amara panted and he hammered her ass so hard.

"But I do concede you have a point, I'm going to give your ass a royal fucking," Harry told her and Amara panted, his hands roaming each inch of her body when he rammed into her rectum.

She could feel him drill her ass again and again, if they didn't already destroy the chair, they would have a long time ago.

His balls throbbed and Harry smiled, he was saving up a big load for her once again.

Amara could feel her pussy stimulated, with his telekinesis, rubbing her lips and her nipples got so hard that it hurt her.

Harry twisted those as well and her pussy leaked its molten hot fluids.

Harry took a steady pace, running his hands over her sweaty back and hammering into her once again. The Princess of Nova-Roma was reduced to a drooling mess and his hands combed over every inch of body.

He picked up the pace, and he was building up a good climax for her hot ass. Her tightening hole clamped around him.

"We're so close."

Amara screamed and she came close to erupting and this was the big one. Thankfully she just barely maintained control.

"Good girl, you stayed in control, here's your award," Harry whispered, pumping his load into her ass, holding up her up using her arms.

Otherwise she would have collapsed to the ground on her own accord. Never the less, Harry came hard and made sure that both of her holes overflowed with cum.

Amara collapsed, nearly fucked into a catatonic state, and Harry pulled out of her, turning to the various members of the Royal Guard, all of them female, who were watching, peering over the stone wall.

"Ladies, take the Princess up to her room and make sure that she is cleaned up and put to bed," Harry said to them in a firm voice and they nodded. "And then you are to report to my quarters, for punishment for invading our privacy."

The royal guard nodded and they moved over to do what they were told.

End of Chapter.