At Long Last | By : christineyoung Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 30930 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: I'm absolutely loving all the reviews. Keep them coming! : ) Here's the next installment.
Hermione stilled beneath his heavy form as her anger spiked. Just who did he think he was? He forbid her!
"Please repeat what you just said Malfoy," she said calmly even though her blood was boiling. "I believe I might have just heard you forbid me to do something."
"There's no cotton stuffing in your ears, dearest," he returned stoically. "You heard me correctly. I told you, Granger, you are my mate. I'll not have you out there in harms way."
Hermione took a deep breath and then exploded.
"Just who do you think you are, Draco Malfoy?" Hermione renewed her struggles. She didn't like their current position. It put her at a huge disadvantage to have him hovering over her like he was. She was afraid that he would just hold her down and initiate the bond without her consent. Especially since she decidedly didn't agree to his terms.
She twisted her arms in his grip as she continued her tirade. "You can't just show up one day and begin to dictate my life. You jerk!" She bucked against him, trying to throw him off her body. Malfoy merely held on as she exhausted herself rapidly. It had been such a long day and she had crouched in the alley for hours trying to wait out the enemy.
"Are you quite finished?" he asked. "I told you, you are my mate. It makes me crazy to think about you participating in any kind of battle. Did you know, that if something were to happen to you, that I would die too? In fact, if we don't mate before the end of the week, I'll slip into a coma and fade away. I've been tracking you for months. This was the first time that I've been able to get close to you without leading other Death Eaters straight to you."
Hermione panted as she lay beneath him. "What makes you think that I will consent to this mating?" she asked cruelly. She would, she could never be responsible for the end of another person's life; she wouldn't be able to live with herself. But she wanted to hurt him as much as he hurt her in the past.
He smirked slightly even though she could see a flash of pain in his grey orbs. "You will consent, love," he drawled darkly. "We veela have our ways to ensnare our mates, no matter how unwilling."
Hermione's eyes rolled back in her head as she breathed in his fragrance. He smelled so bloody good, a combination of mint and dark chocolate and something that she couldn't quite catalogue. It made her mouth water.
"See," he whispered triumphantly as his lips met hers once more. "Our pheromones are a chemical cocktail, a bewitched brew designed to ensnare our mates. It implants the undeniable compulsion to submit to my bite, to make you want to become mine. It's no use fighting me, love. You were made for me."
"What do you know of love?" she countered weakly through the haze of his scent. She was relieved to see that her mind was still intact no matter how much she wanted him. Her body was tense as a bowstring, ready to break apart from the slightest caress.
"You wound me to the quick, darling," he paused to suckle the slope of her neck, readying her for his bite. "I've wanted you for years. I've watched you as you've grown, as you've flowered into the beautiful woman you are today. I've loved you for almost as long."
"But it's not real," she protested even as her body was singing for him. "It's your veela that wants me. If you didn't have the veela influence, I would be nothing but mud beneath your shoe."
"No," he countered and her eyes widened as his canines elongated. "I never believed any of the tripe my father told me, but I had to act a certain way. Father would have beat me half to death if his spies reported that I wasn't fulfilling his ridiculous legacy. I assure you, my sweet. You want love and you'll have all of mine. There is no stronger bond than that of a veela and his mate."
Hermione cried out in ecstasy as his fangs pierced her neck. Liquid heat poured through her veins as his venom surged through her body, claiming and marking her as his very own. Her eyes slipped shut as his hands brushed against her aching womanhood. She was just on the ledge, the slightest touch would fling her into the abyss.
"Come for me," he bid, his voice low and soothing in her ear. "Come for me, Hermione, and it is done." His fingers pressed more insistently against her, she moved her hips in time with his thrusts. She couldn't even remember when he had taken off her trousers. She could only concentrate on the sensations he was evoking in her, the delicious feel of his fingers stimulating her through her knickers. She clenched her legs around his hand as he bit her once more, the force of her orgasm caused all of her muscles to seize at once. Bright colored blooms of light flickered behind her eyelids as she unraveled in his arms. She felt his fingers pierce her opening and she came again, the force actually causing her to black out.
The last thing she heard was a sweetly whispered "I love you. It's always been you." Then she was enveloped in inky blackness until dreams of him came to claim her.
End Note: Thoughts...? Someone asked why he would threaten to hand her to Voldemort if she is his mate. I see it like this, he was merely was trying to illustrate the very worst of what could happen if she continued to fight. He was painting a scenario to make her more receptive to his demands. I hope you enjoyed my latest offering. I'll see you tomorrow...
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