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A Veela Dream	By : Aneira Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 3551 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Obviously I didn't write Harry Potter Series. Nothing belongs to me except for a few new characters and the plot. Everything else belongs to the brilliant J.K. Rowling. I am not making money or gaining any profit from this story.

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Draco gave out a sigh. Why was Blaise trying this hard to get himself killed? Swearing under his breath, he pressed his forehead to hers. She was breathless. Her hands were still holding onto his shirt as if it was what kept her balanced. They sat like that for a few seconds then the knocking turned into banging.
“You two better not be shagging while I stand here! Come on, Ravn, move!”
Cecily blushed with the implication of the very same act she had been thinking of just a moment ago. Again, she had lost control, she gave in. She wondered whether it was due to pheromones or she was actually attracted to Draco. She was both pleased and disappointed by the intrusion. She didn’t want to do something she might regret later but the way he touched her was so intense that she never wanted to lose that warmth. She opened her eyes hesitantly and found two black orbs staring at her.
“We should probably…”
“Maybe we should…”
They started at the same time. She couldn’t help but to smile. “Yeah.” was all she could say. Malfoy gently removed her from his lap and got up from the bed. Just when he was about to speak, another set of banging echoed in the room.
“Hey wankers! No need to rush! I don’t have anything to do but to stand here all night and wait for your shagging session to be over! Which, as I heard, takes at least about twenty minutes, which, by the way, I respect. It’s quite impressive. I mean, I’m not too bad myself but- But, I am drifting away from the topic complimenting your sexual prowess. GET. THE. FUCK. OUT.”
Inside the room, Malfoy was smirking while Cecily’s blush got darker. “Should we keep him waiting a little longer? I like where he’s going with this.” Malfoy said cockily.
“If I didn’t know the truth, I would say there’s something going on between you two.” Cecily rolled her eyes. As she wasn’t familiar with their friendship, their behaviour seemed a little odd.
“What? A man can’t compliment on his friend’s sexual abilities?” He asked with a brow raised. Then he added confidently while running his hand through his hair. “Which, by the way, isn’t exaggerated in the slightest.”
Cecily snorted at that. Okay, maybe he was marvellous in bed but she wasn’t going to spell it out to him. His ego was big enough as it was.
“Oh, you don’t believe?” He slowly got closer, gently touching her neck with one hand, the other on her hip. Then he lowered his head down to her neck, taking a breath in. “I can always change your mind about that. Like, maybe, when you’re done patrolling?” He ended his sentence with a set of kisses on her jaw line. His hand was caressing her belly at this point. Cecily shuddered with pleasure. How did he even manage that with simple touches? She felt her body burn with desire and her legs went weak. Luckily, Draco was already holding her, so she only struggled to stand for a few seconds and realised how badly she wanted to send Blaise away and ravish this man holding her.
Draco took a deep breath as if sniffing the air. “Hmm… I didn’t even need to try hard for that. I can smell your arousal in the air.” He snuggled his nose against her neck once more. “How exquisite. I can’t wait to taste you tonight.” Her breath hitched with his words. But thankfully, before she can pass out from overexcitement, Blaise made his existence known again.
“Okay, now I think you guys died in there. Ravn? Draco?”
She practically jumped out of Draco’s grasp and headed for the door. It wasn’t because Blaise sounded really worried, it was because if she stood there for another second she would jump the veela’s bones. Draco just stood there and watched as his mate opened the door with a deep blush on her face.
What Blaise was once the door was open was, in his mind, proof that while he stood there like an idiot, the other two idiots were shagging like rabbits. The dishevelled clothes, messy hair, Draco’s massive smirk and that blush on Cecily’s face… Now he was pissed.
“Really? Seriously? You were actually banging in there? While I was waiting out here?”
Cecily was about to answer when Draco cut in. “We weren’t shagging, shitface. Thanks to you, by the way. Good timing, mate. Keep up the good game.”
“What the fuck took you so long then?”
“We’ll tell you when you’re old enough, mate.”
“Fuck you, Draco.”
“Why, fuck you too, my friend.”
“I’ll smother you with a pillow in your sleep.”
“I love you, too, Blaise.”
“Oh, will you cut the crap!” Cecily cut in. “What are you? A couple of second grades? Draco, you go back to your room and Blaise go wait outside the portrait.”
“No way in hell I am waiting again, Ravn.”
“Yeah, and don’t order me around, witch.” Draco added.
“I’ll handle this one by one. First, Blaise, go wait outside, I will be there in a moment. I have something to talk to Draco about.” She said calmly.
Blaise stared back and forth between Draco and Cecily. “Fucking fine.” He muttered before he went out. Now it was Draco’s turn.
“Now, you go back to your room and do whatever the hell you want. I’ll be back in an hour or so then we can continue from where we left. Clear?”
Okay, that wasn’t what he expected but he wasn’t complaining either. “I knew you couldn’t resist my charms, princess.” He said self-assuredly.
Cecily looked befuddled for a second, then realised how he interpreted what she said. “I meant the talk, Draco. We weren’t finished. Talk and nothing else. Make no mistakes.” His face fell at once. He was so close. If Blaise didn’t interrupt he could have had his way. Well, at least they would be close.
“Fine. Talking it is. I’ll wait for you here, if that’s okay? It smells like you.” He took a deep breath.
“That would be an extremely creepy thing to say in any other situation but well, everything we have is creepy. So, why not?” She shrugged. “I’ll be back in about an hour” With that she went for the door.
“No kiss goodbye?” Said Draco teasingly.
“No.” She said as she closed the door. Draco chuckled at her mood. He went back to Cecily’s bed and laid down. Even if they only took a small step, he was happy that they were starting to have a connection. He wanted to know everything about her. And it seemed Cecily would open up more and more along the way and she would feel more comfortable being close to him. He understood what a shock it could be to wake up one day and realise you’re bound to someone for life. She had every right to be nervous or scared. And it was his job to make those fears go away.

“Ten points for being out after curfew.” Said Cecily calmly. They were almost done patrolling and she was too tired to get angry at this point. And Blaise wasn’t helping much either. If it was up to him, he would just send everyone on their way to avoid any difficulty. And then maybe try to flirt with a sixth year who was in the restricted session. Oh wait, he already did that. There seemed to be a problem with the hoard of Slytherins. They were too laid back for their, or everyone’s own good. He even tried to convince Cecily to let go two Slytherins because they were “only getting some air”. But Cecily was making no exceptions.
“You need to relax, Ravn. Or Draco could do that for you, if you know-“
“No, Blaise,” Cecily cut in. “I don’t know what you mean. I don’t want to know what you mean. Stop making jokes about our sexual life. Haven’t you had enough fun?”
“What sexual life?” He snorted. “All I see is my mate running after you and you pushing him away for one or another reason.”
“Those reasons are valid, Zabini.” She said, obviously annoyed at his comment. “And it’s none of your business. Draco and I are fine as we are.”
“No, you are fine as you are. He is just adjusting to your choices.”
“So this is what all those jokes were about? You wanted to confront me about my relationship with Draco?” Cecily said questioningly.
“Yes, I wanted to confront you about your so-called relationship with Draco. Because I can see how this is affecting him. It’s sixth year all over again. He’s not eating, not sleeping and almost never talking. And it is your fault. You are afraid of this or that so you push him away regardless of what you are doing to him. Did it ever occur to you that this can be scary for him, too? This is Draco we are talking about, the most selfish student in this school and yet he would give his life for you. You are the receiving end of the bargain. Have you ever thought what it would be like to be on the giving end? To need someone to live? No, I don’t think you have. I don’t think you have thought about this at all. So I am telling you this only once, get your shit together, and give him what he needs. And mind the phrase, not what he wants but what he needs. He needs you and you are too selfish to see it. There I said it.”
They were standing in the middle of the hallway and facing each other. She could see Blaise was worried about his friend, and she understood that. Also, he did have a point. She never thought what this was like to him. This night must have been “let’s make Cecily feel awful” night.
“Wow. I… um… You are right, I haven’t thought about it that way.” She managed to say guiltily. “But we are… talking about it. We were, before you came. We’ll sort it out eventually. Hopefully.”
Blaise gave a slight nod. “Sorry for blowing up like that.” He turned around and started walking again. Cecily followed quietly. She had no idea Slytherins were this loyal. “It’s alright.” She said understandingly.
“He’s been my friend since we were in nappies, Ravn. It’s horrible to see him like this.”
“I’m sorry.” Was all she could say. She totally understood him. But her situation wasn’t easy either. They walked the rest of the way in silence.

When Cecily got back to her room, she found Draco laying on her bed almost asleep. He got up the moment he saw her but his eyes were still half open. “Hey.” He murmured.
“Hey. Sorry for keeping you waiting.” She sat next to him. “It took longer than I thought it would.”
“It’s okay. I don’t mind.” He gave her a smile. “You look tired.”
“Yeah, it was a long day.” She ended her sentence with a yawn.
“We’ll talk later, then. You should sleep.”
“That would be good, actually. But before that, I want to say something. I know I haven’t been understanding about all this but I will try to be from now on. I did what I thought was right but obviously it was far from right. I’m sorry. You were right. We are in this together. If we are going to be sad all our lives, it will be our decision. And if we are going to be happy, that will be our decision, too. And I think we should try for the second.”
Before she knew, she found herself sitting on Draco’s lap, with his arms folded around her. “Sounds like a plan to me.” She heard him say. Then he pressed his lips on top of her head. She couldn’t help but smile. She could feel a calming wave sweep through her body. Then another wave of happiness. Why was this making her happy like this? Well, yes, she was happy but this much? Then she remembered something she read and realisation fell upon her. It wasn’t her happiness that she felt, it was his! She could sense his emotions. She took a sharp breath and pulled back from him to look at his face. He had a big smile on his face.
“You accepted me and the bond got deeper. So you can feel my emotions just like I can feel yours.” He kissed her on the forehead and whispered. “Thank you.”
Cecily was overwhelmed with emotions coming from two different people. She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. She couldn’t remember when sleep captured her.

The next few weeks went by as they spent more and more time together. And as time went by, Cecily felt herself getting more and more attracted to him. It was true that he could be too stubborn and peremptory but he was also kind and considerate and patient and passionate and so many good things that she felt closer and closer to him every time they spoke.
Now that they were together officially, whole school knew they were together. Well, they all thought Cecily and Draco were dating while in reality they were very well married but still, the news that Draco Malfoy was with someone spread faster than the wind. It got a little bit tricky on Cecily’s part. A few of her friends didn’t like the fact that Draco was a former death eater. They also didn’t trust him as his past with girls weren’t quite promising. But after seeing them together for a couple of times, the said friends dropped the matter. Cecily and Draco seemed happy so they would wait until Draco did something stupid and then hex him to oblivion.
The first chance Cecily got, she visited George to ask for Fleur’s letter. She did send her a letter explaining veela’s nature to her. It was very informative and had some important facts about the veela that she couldn’t find any of the books in the library. With the letter’s help, she managed to understand what Draco felt and this led their bond to grow stronger.
In the meantime, Cecily’s father had gotten the news. The reaction was what Cecily expected. She didn’t remember the man sounding so happy before. He sent Cecily a long letter containing his expectations from her and Draco. And most importantly, he was inviting himself to Malfoy Manor for Christmas dinner. Obviously he thought it would be best if he visited Malfoy Manor since Narcissa Malfoy was under house arrest. Cecily was surprised she wasn’t mad about it. Well, Christmas at Ravn Manor was never a big event but still she thought she should be mad about it. He should have asked her first. Maybe she didn’t want to have dinner with the Malfoys. But that wasn’t true. The more she thought about it the more she realised she wanted to be there. Narcissa was quite lovely, in her opinion. She was cheery and loving, at least she was before the war. She had no idea how Narcissa Malfoy was doing after the war but she didn’t mind seeing her again. And Lucius Malfoy was still in Azkaban, which left only Draco to join the dinner. She had no complaints about that either. At the end of her chain of thoughts, she realised the only person she didn’t want to see was her father. So she accepted the fact silently.
Currently, she was in the library, doing some reading for Ancient Runes. She never liked this particular subject but she was ridiculously good at it. So now she needed to do some reading before starting the essay assigned. When she noticed a movement in front of her, she raised her head expecting to find Draco smiling at her. But instead she found Seamus Finnigan’s smirking face. He was leaning back in his chair with one brow raised.
“Hey.” He said “I saw you sitting on your own so I thought I should join you.”
Was he joking?
“This is a library, Finnigan, not a bar.” She never liked Finnigan throughout her time at Hogwarts. She found him too obtrusive for her taste. And the war hadn’t treated him kindly, either. He was as unpleasant as ever, which made it difficult to have compassion for him. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I would like to go back to reading.”
“You are no fun, Ravn. Me and my mates are having a little party in Gryffindor common room toningt. Care to join us?” He raised his eyebrows suggestively.
“No, thank you. I have a lot of reading to do, so, excuse me.” She started to gather her books but he stopped her by grabbing her wrist. “What is it? We are not good enough for your pure blood?” His expression darkened. “Do we have to have a bloody dark mark to meet your criteria?”
“Are you crazy? Let go of me this instant!” She tried to free her arm of his grasp but he only squeezed harder while getting up from his seat. “What are you doing?” she questioned when he pulled her up from her chair. She tried to reach for her wand but it wasn’t in her robes. Then she saw it floating in front of her eyes.
“Looking for this?” She heard him ask before he pulled it back from her reach. Now she was scared. Without her wand, she was defenceless. He was pulling her to the back of the library. “You tricked us, death eater bitch! We fought with you! We trusted you! You were just a pretender, weren’t you? Fucking traitor bitch! ”
No matter how much Cecily struggled she couldn’t get away from him. When they reached the farthest bookshelf, he shoved her against the shelves. She yelped in pain but no voice came out. She tried to speak again but it was in vain. He had her under silencing charm. It was almost curfew so the library was almost empty. That was it. Nobody was coming for her aid. Whatever this insane wizard was to do, she couldn’t stop.
“Someone should teach you a lesson.” With that, she felt his lips on hers and an urge to throw up spread through her. She tried to push him off but wasn’t successful. And just right then, she heard a growl echo in the library. She knew who it belonged to, and she knew she was safe now. Before Finnigan could look around for the owner of the growl, black claws separated him from Cecily. And in seconds he was laying on the ground, struggling to breathe as the vivid veela strangled him. Finnigan was trying to push Draco off of him with all his strength but it was in vain. He couldn’t compete with the veela. Cecily was in shock. She just stood there and watched as Finnigan struggled to breath. But before long, she came back to her senses. If she didn’t react immediately, something horrible would definitely happen to Finnigan. Well, she wouldn’t complain if that happened but she couldn’t risk Draco getting in trouble for it. But unfortunately, before Cecily could react, Draco extended his wings and wrapped himself with Finnigan inside them.
Although she was in shock, she knew she had to stop Draco before he killed him. She knew it was only a matter of time. She heard his hoarse voice coming through his wings. “You dare touch what is mine, you vermin! You will pay for that! Nobody touches my mate!”
“Draco! Draco don’t!” He didn’t even bulge from his spot as screams came out of the wings. “Draco, please, stop! He’s not worth it!” It was like he didn’t even hear her. She remembered the events on the train. How he was in a trance and how he wouldn’t react to anything unless Cecily was in danger or hurt. She had to find a way to provide such a scene. She had to distract him from tearing Finnigan limb from limb. Then something in the corner of her eye caught her attention: Her wand. It must have fallen when Draco grabbed Finnigan. She lunged for it in a breath. Without thinking, she directed it on the bookshelf on the other end and sent it flying backwards. Draco, distracted by the explosion, locked eyes with Cecily and his expression softened immediately. Then he rushed to her, forgetting an unconscious Finnigan behind. He wrapped his arms around her. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” He pulled back and held her face between his hands.
“No, no, I’m not hurt. I’m fine. Thank you.” She didn’t know how he found her or how he knew what was happening. But she was grateful he did. She didn’t want to think what could have happened if Draco didn’t save her.
The rumble must have alerted the rest of the school because footsteps coming closer could be heard. The first one to appear was Headmistress McGonagall whose wand was raised. Before Cecily could see her, Draco folded his wings around her protectively. She heard Headmistress’ cautious voice.
“I will not harm Miss Ravn, Mr. Malfoy. But I need to take whoever that student is to the infirmary immediately. Please move away.”
The wings separated slowly as Draco moved away from the unconscious man. “I will take my mate to her room.” He informed rather than asking for permission. Cecily saw McGonagall give a small nod and the next thing she knew, she was cradled in Draco’s arms. He was headed for the door but his wings and claws were visible and Cecily was sure people were waiting just outside the doors. “Draco, your wings… People will see.” He folded them back without glancing her way once. As he walked out of the library he could see Madam Pomfrey running towards the doors with professors on her heel.

Draco didn’t utter a word until they reached Cecily’s room. Once inside, he put her down gently then commanded firmly. “Take your clothes off.”
“W-What?” Cecily uttered openmouthedly.
“Take your clothes off. You’ll have a bath. You stink.” He said disgustedly.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I got bloody attacked just minutes ago. I can’t smell like blueberries now, can I?” Was he serious?
“No, that’s not what I meant. You stink of him. I can’t bear it.” He crinkled his nose. “Makes me want to chase him down again and carve his eyes out. So you are having a bath.” He had made his decision already. In the short period of time they spent together, Cecily learned once he made up his mind, there was no chance of changing his decision. So she gave up without a fight. She was too shaken for such a discussion.
“Fine, I will have a bath.” Cecily said, clearly annoyed at his priorities. She took a towel and some clothes from her wardrobe and went to the bathroom inside her room but just when she was about to close the door, Draco stepped in. “What are you doing?” Cecily asked.
“I will give you a bath.” He said as if it was something obvious.
“No, you won’t.”
“Yes, I will.”
“Nope. Not happening. Get out.”
“Don’t fight me on this. Get your clothes off and get in the tub so I can remove that stink from your skin. Come on.” He started to push her towards the tub. The nerve of him!
“Draco! I am not getting my clothes off in front of you!” She said, outraged.
“Yes, you are. You did before. So you will do so again now.” He said while opening the taps with his wand to fill the tub.
She was looking at him pleadingly. She wasn’t ready for this yet. The only time he ever saw her naked was when she was high on pheromones. But his veela side was on power at the moment and the veela was quite determined. “Cecily, I am only doing this to clean you. Not so I can see you naked. Believe me, if I wanted you naked for something else, you would be naked by now. So please, stop being stubborn and take your clothes off.”
Cecily took a deep breath. “Fine. But you will turn your back and wait until I tell you that you can look.”
“Okay.” He said and without another word, he turned his back. Cecily removed her robes and started to unbutton her shirt. Then she realised her sleeve was ripped. “Shit.” She exclaimed.
Draco, mistaking this for an expression of pain, turned around sharply. “What? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing!” She said calmly. “I just realised my sleeve is torn, that’s it.” She waved her hand to emphasize the normality of it. “Now turn back around.” She said motioning him with her fingers.
He did as she said with a grunt. “I will kill the bastard! I will cut his head off! How dare he touch you? How dare he attempt to hurt you? Once I am done with you, I will go and find him, then carve his eyes out with my bare hands!” He was grumbling angrily. But while he had his tantrum, one question echoed in Cecily’s head.
Once he is done with me?
What the hell did that mean? Did he mean just the bath? Merlin, she hoped he only meant the bath. She silently removed all her clothes and got in the tub. Pulling her knees to her chest to hide her breasts, she cleared her throat.
“You can look now.” She was so embarrassed that her face resembled a tomato with hair. She was looking everywhere but his face. On the corner of her eye, she managed to see him taking his shirt off. Way to make it even more awkward, Draco; she thought. He silently approached her and without a word, started to wet her hair. As he worked on her hair, Cecily let herself relax a little bit. The hot water was tickling her skin and she felt her muscles soften. Draco’s soft touch was soothing her anxiety.
When he was done with her hair, he grabbed the sponge from the counter next to the tub and reached for Cecily’s arms. “Maybe I should do that part.” Cecily murmured but there was no use. He determinedly started to rub it on her skin. The arms were acceptable but when he reached her breasts, her breath hitched. She felt her body tense once more. He was gently rubbing the sponge on her body professionally, without a touch out of order.
Meanwhile, another storm was breaking out in Draco’s mind. His human side was struggling to leash the other half for the veela was in need of claiming his mate again. He had to mark her again to prove he was still hers. This possessive side was hard to suppress but he was coping. And he knew she was enjoying his touch, it was obvious. Her breath was laboured and her body was trembling under his touch. He also noticed that she avoided looking at him.
Cecily was having a hard time breathing. It felt so sensual having him touch her like this. Thankfully, he was finished before long so Cecily didn’t throw herself at him. She realised he was eyeing the towel. “I can do the rest myself.” She said breathlessly. He answered with a nod and left silently.
Once she was done getting dressed, she left the bathroom to find Draco standing in front of the door. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to bed. His movements were gentler now compared to ten minutes ago.
Draco sat on her bed, still holding her tightly. He couldn’t believe he failed to protect his mate. It was his fault, he shouldn’t have left her alone. Another man had touched her because he was careless. The thought made his blood boil. Then again, he was glad he made it before she was harmed further.
“I was so worried.” He said while caressing her back. “When I felt your fear, I thought I was losing my mind with anger. If you hadn’t stopped me I would have killed that bastard. I still want to. But I need to look after you first. Finnigan can wait.” He realised she was shaking like a leaf. But he didn’t sense any fear from her. “Are you cold?” he asked softly. When Cecily only answered with a nod, he knew what he needed to do. He spread his wings and folded them around her. The gesture was so unusual, it made Cecily giggle a little.
She rested her head on his shoulder and snuggled against his neck. It was so calming to be in his arms. The moment he touched her in the library, she knew she was safe. He would protect her from any possible danger. It was strange how their relationship progressed with such pace. Their mental connection provided them with trust and understanding. And in a way, she felt herself more and more attracted to him, more connected. It was so easy to talk to him now.
Draco held her hand and planted kisses on her fingertips one by one. He felt an urge to kiss her, to take her, to mark her as his again. Since he saw Finnigan touch her, all he could think about was claiming her again. To erase every trace of that bastard from her body. But he knew she wasn’t ready for that, especially after what she had been through. It had been torture to bath her, to see her naked, to touch her skin but he had to take care of her. So he made every effort to concentrate on bathing her. However, he knew how much she was affected by his touch. Her shaking body and panting, the blush on her cheeks… He just knew she wanted him. But still, he thought it was better to refrain from pushing her. He knew things would work out eventually.
“Draco?” Cecily’s voice interrupted his thoughts.
“Hmm?”
“Thank you. For everything. I don’t want to think what would have happen tonight if you hadn’t found me. I just…” She raised her head until she was on eye level with him and softly touched his cheek, then gave him a sincere smile. “Thank you.” And just then, he surprised him with a kiss.
Her lips were moving softly against his, challenging his resistance to lust. He answered her kiss passionately but slowly as well. He had to go slow for their relationship’s sake. But every cell in his body was screaming for more. He wanted to touch and kiss every inch of her body. No, he thought. He had to control himself. But she was so close and kissing him so softly, her hands were caressing his chest amorously, it was so hard to resist. Before he knew what he was doing, she was thrown on the bed with his body caging her. He met her lips at a stroke and pushed his tongue in her mouth while his hands roamed around her body.
Cecily was appalled by the sudden attack. He had been so collected before that she hadn’t expected this at all. But she knew she should have. She was aware of how hard it was for him to choke back the veela instinct. And it was a careless act on her part to kiss him when the veela was potent. Yet, oddly enough, she realised she didn’t mind. His lips felt so good she only wished for more. She pushed herself up on the bed, meeting his body with his. He moaned in her mouth lustfully.
He was in bliss. This was all he dreamt of for weeks. He slowly lowered his kisses to her neck and started nipping and kissing on her neckline. Her hands were on his biceps, holding onto him tightly. Draco’s hands found their way under the camisole Cecily was wearing and he gently stroked her bare abdomen. She left out a moan as his hands moved gently on her soft skin. His touch was euphoric. She felt herself lost in his embrace. She didn’t want to think about anything else. No consequences, no responsibilities, no reason and no logic. She left everything behind. All that was important was Draco and his passionate love making.
Draco quickly got her camisole off and practically ripped up her bra. He started licking and biting her breasts fiercely while getting her out of her remaining clothes. He couldn’t stop the burning desire for his mate. The urge to bite her again was crushing his reason. He had to be inside her again, to hear her cries of joy one more time. He reached between her legs and cupped her slit with his hand. Her reaction was instant. She was shivering underneath him with pleasure. She could feel the wetness between her legs and a vibration was spread through her.
Draco tore off her knickers and kneeled down between her legs at once. He first pressed kisses inside of her thigh, slowly lowering his lips. Cecily’s was having difficulty in breathing. It was ecstasy. She let out a loud moan and started to wallow in delight as he reached his aim, attacking her slick folds. He pushed two fingers inside her. “So wet for me.” He said between licks. “You like what I’m doing, don’t you? You wanted this as much as I did.” His voice was deep and filled with lust. He was teasing her clit with his tongue with no mercy, she felt her orgasm building up.
“I did… oh, Draco, I did! I want you, please, more! Oh, Merlin, I’m so close! Please don’t stop!” She was thrashing about with pleasure as his movements got faster and faster. Before long, he sent her over the edge.
“That’s it, come for me. You are so fucking beautiful squirming under me. Mine to devour. Mine to cherish.” He said while climbing up on her, his hand still fondling her womanhood. “Fucking divine.” Without a stop, he attacked her mouth with his own. She could taste herself on his tongue and it made the moment even more sensual. Then a thought claimed her mind all of a sudden.
“Mark me, Draco. Make me yours again.”
And he just did that without hesitation. He sank his teeth on her neckline and she once more trashed beneath him, high on his scent. Draco’s breathing was raged, he was ecstatic. Then Cecily heard a snarl-like voice leave his lungs and before she knew it, Draco was naked on top of her, shoving his hard member inside her. She screamed as the intrusion stretched her out and held onto his arms in pain. He seemed to pause for a second but obviously he couldn’t resist the instinct any longer as he once again slammed his cock inside her with force. His thrusts were fast and almost merciless. But he couldn’t seem to stop himself. He had been deprived of touching his mate for weeks and now all the built up tension was coming off the surface.
At first, the pain was too strong for Cecily to feel any pleasure. After all, this was only her second time. But after a few thrusts, she felt something inside her quiver. And then the quivering turned into something more. Before long, she was screaming his name with pleasure, his growling echoing in her ears.
“Mine! My woman! My mate! So fucking beautiful! Yes! Scream for me! Tell me who you belong to!”
“You, I belong to you! Draco, oh Gods! I am yours! Always yours!”
He was taking her like a savage, savouring every inch of her body. It gave Cecily a strange feeling of confidence. It was her who made him feel like this. He craved her body, her soul, her all together. Another orgasm was building inside her. It felt like her body was on fire. His thrusts were becoming faster and faster.
“Oh, fuck, Draco! Yes! Oh, Gods! Oh, Gods, you feel so good! Don’t stop, please! Make me come!” With one last thrust he sent her over the edge again with himself. He remained on top of her, resting his head on her forehead, trying to catch his breath. The room was silent apart from their heavy panting.
“Draco, that was… Wow… That was amazing!” she managed to say between breaths. He silently captured her lips for a passionate kiss. When he broke the kiss, there was a wolfish grin on his face.
“If you think I’m done with you, you are so fucking wrong.”
Author's Note:So sorry for the delay. I thought I uploaded chapter 4 but then I realised I didn't so it's two chapters at once. Hope you like it!
I'll try to upload more often but life just got crazy lately and I can barely keep up with everything.
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