Deception | By : valkyrie136 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 41671 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5 |
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Draco was high.
Never, in his entire life, had he felt so primed.
Logic was replaced by primal need.
And somehow, the girl beneath him managed to catapult him to this level. Nothing mattered, nothing made more sense, but to push down and fuck her until neither one of them could move.
Yess,
Mine.
Fuck her. Own her. Take.
There was something in him, something that he could not understand. Guiding his actions,
Malfoy jerked her against him.
Something shifted in her behavior, and she sprung into action.
She was struggling, trying to escape and that made him furious.
How dare she, how dare she try to escape him, the one who owned her?
Punish her.
Take her.
Want to feel her, fuck her, be inside of her…
He hissed, pushing her to the floor. She looked at him with fear, and that pleased him. Good. She would fear him, and if she feared him, then she would never leave.
Growling, he began to plant kisses along her smooth throat, reveling in the silky texture of her skin. He was surrounded by her sweet smell, and of their own accord, he felt his hips jerk back and forth, thrusting his swollen cock against her belly.
‘That’s it, be a good girl…’
He burned a path up to her mouth, and became frustrated when she kept turning her face, denying him her lips.
‘Be still!’ He snapped, punching the floor with his fist.
She seemed undeterred, and that made him even more angry. He wound a handful of her soft curly hair around his hand and yanked hard, delighting in the cry of pain that she made.
‘I can make you beg for death, girl.’ And he tightened his grip. She whimpered. ‘Will you obey me?’
Terrified, she assented, and he released her. Hot heat washed over him, awakening something dormant inside.
It did not alarm him when his nails grew to sharp claws, or that his wings tore through his clothing.
He was finally breaking through the curse that had made him forget.
It was a heinous crime, what they did to him. He would make them pay. He would make them all pay.
But first, he would attend to the most pressing matter.
His mate, who would know the pleasure of his body, who would bear his progeny, and who would obey him in all things.
He found her tears arousing. So much so that he began to lick them up, enjoying the saltiness of them.
‘Don’t hurt me!’
He caressed her face, studying her with a level of detachment that no normal human should feel.
‘Why not? You’re mine.’
He tore open her shirt, and she screamed.
‘Mine to hurt, or pleasure. Mine to kill or support. Everything about you was created to be of service to me. ‘
She shook her head wildly, and he resisted the urge to laugh. What a silly human.
So irrational.
So beautiful.
So fucking sexy.
He began the process of freeing his cock from the confines of clothing. Soon, when he was in full control, he would institute a rule that made clothing absolutely forbidden. It would reduce the amount of time needed to fill her with cock. He knew she wanted it. She came directly to him.
'I knew you wanted to by mine,' He murmured, 'It pleases me. If you continue to please me, I might see to your pleasure as well.'
It was impossible to hide his satisfaction. Her heart rate increased dramatically, as did the salty tears. How marvelously divine.
And then he scented it.
Her cunt. Pussy. Genitalia. There were so many words that he could use. None would ever be perfect, but he liked cunt the most. It alluded to the obscene, something he was proud to personify.
In short, it was the most important part of her. Enchanting him. The source of his obsession, the reason for her despair.
He reached into her pants, feeling his dick begin to leak pre-cum. Caressing the most sensitive part of her, and removed them.
He made a practiced show of licking his fingers, inhaling and tasting her at the same time. Her innocence was to be commended.
She was horrified, and her struggles were renewed with vigor.
Soon he would train her so that her pussy wept whenever he was near. It displeased him that she was not wet for him. In fact, it was insulting. But he was still in a pleasant mood. He would ignore this for now.
He decided he would place his mouth on her. At her opening. He wanted to swallow her juices. He wanted to watch her body spasm in orgasm. It was his gift for her choice to return to him. She should be grateful.
‘I’m afraid!’
He froze mid-way through his task.
He brought his gaze to her, and smiled broadly, ‘I know. Let go and give in to your fear. We like it.’
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