Disclaimer: Is Draco Malfoy yours? No, but I wish he was.

Hermione having no control over her increasing arousal for this man on top her, couldn't help but to give into the feelings. She was still able to think because she thought of Ron. Their romance didn't blossomed like she thought it would after the war. He had showed some signs of wanting to be more than friends during that time but now that everything was over he seemed oblivious of her feelings. He has been working hard to become an auror but so has she. She's also been working hard herself at the ministry but he hasn't made any move. Work couldn't be an excuse. So, she resided to waiting for him to finally make his move.

Now, she was under Draco's hard chest and lean muscled stomach and she couldn't help touching him. He was very responsive to her touches. She was surprised just a slight touch of her lips to his shoulder would have him moaning her name. She couldn't believe she felt such a strong force towards him and knew sooner or later she'd lose her virginity to him of all people. The worst thing was she was thinking losing it to him wouldn't be so bad. He was doing exquisite things to her with his hands down there. She's never done any of this with anyone. She grinded her hips into his hands to get more contact and he looked up at her and an animal like smile crept up on his face showing two slight long canine teeth.

Draco was reveling in his mind because he was finally able to touch and do more than touch his mate. He wanted to have her over and over again to show her to whom exactly she belonged to. He hadn't been able to stand it when he turned 16; he became more aware of her. Her body had been growing in just the right places. If Weasely made another move to his woman he would go crazy or commit murder. The male population of Hogwarts also became aware of her beauty and he wanted none of that. He wanted her for himself. He even contemplated of kidnapping her and taking her far, far away from every males' prying eyes. Because of his father's double identity during the war and most of his school years, he had to keep up appearances of hating his Hermione. It crushed him because he just couldn't cause her anymore pain.

He wanted to be the one to hold her and make her feel pleasure she's never felt before. He wanted to make sure that she knew he would do anything for her. He would lay his life for her in an instant. She had that kind of power over him. He desperately wanted the bonding phase to be over because he'd have a bit of control over her. Once bonded, he would be able to feel what she was feeling. He hoped she would take well to him after the pheromones are gone.

He regretted every second he had spent whoring with other women. What was he thinking that they could quench his need for Hermione. These women couldn't compare; they couldn't walk the same ground she walked upon because they were not worthy. Hermione is everything he ever wanted and needed.

He continued his ministrations down her body. After cupping her breast several more times, he lowered his head down towards her chest to taste her again. He half groaned and half moaned at the pleasure he felt. Hermione was withering under him because of the way his mouth worked her pink and erect nipples. She placed an arm around his head to encourage him to continue and another holding onto his back.

"Tell me what you want? No, tell me what you need, love?" looking straight into his eyes she answered him "I want you, I want you" she answered breathlessly pointing to the front of his pants "inside of me, now."

He moved his head from her chest and started feathering kisses on her lips, cheeks and forehead "In all due time, love. I want you to enjoy my mouth and hands on you first." He began to move towards her middle then continued to move further down. Hermione was already dying of anticipation and she was even purring at him because he was blowing and kissing her down there. His tongue darted out and lightly licked her. "Mmmmhh, Draco." He got even more erect if that was possible and thought he was going to come right there and then in his pants. She tasted like sweet honey on his tongue and she was so slick and wet just for him.

He continued flicking his tongue at her and his name now rolled out of her mouth. He loved every sound she was making just for him and because of him. "Tell me again, love, what do you need?" She answered him again at the same time withering in pleasure under his tongue "I want you, Draco." He couldn't hold on anymore. He wanted to bond with her but he couldn't do that just yet because he wanted her to come and come hard for him.

He pulled away slightly and Hermione whimpered at the lost of sensations. He replaced his tongue now with one finger. Thrusting gently back and forth from her and into her; she was so tight and he couldn't help but picture himself thrusting into her tight channel. He was so careful but she wanted him to go faster. He decided to put another finger and she was even wilder in her movements making all sorts of erotic and sensual sounds. She had her legs around his waist now.

"Hermione, please come for me." He purred into her ear.

And so she did. She climaxed long and hard. It was the best orgasm she's ever had. She held onto him while reaching great heights with his name on her lips and finally coming down from such sweet heavens. He admired her in pleasure during her first orgasm from him and him alone. He decided he liked seeing her lose herself like that and he was going to have her over and over again.

He didn't waste another second and pulled off his pants and his member sprang up after being compressed for so long. Hermione immediately noticed and became nervous. She pointed at his member "that will not fit." She said shyly and blushing lightly.

He looked at her with a slight grin and an even bigger smirk on his face; his teeth gleaming in the early moonlight coming through the windows. "Ohh, it'll fit because you were made for me. We were made for each other." He responded as a matter of fact smiling down at her.

He adjusted his weight on top of her careful not to crush her petite frame and took his time to look at her again. He just couldn't stop admiring this woman. She'd soon be his and he would have her in every way forever. He couldn't believe she would belong to him after this day. He would make sure she knew how loved she was. He would spend his lifetime proving his love to her.

Her long curls looked beautiful spread on his silk pillowcases. Her coffee brown eyes were even darker now possibly because she was very aroused. Her bee-stung lips from all his kisses looked even more desirable.

"Open for me, cara." She complied looking straight into his eyes because she wanted this but at the same time the pheromones weren't doing anything to soothe her nerves. He pushed her legs apart just a little farther and gathered himself so he could enter her.

He slowly pushed his way into her meeting resistance halfway. She looked pained and his heart broke. "Shhh, I won't hurt you, Hermione." He said as he kissed her more. She grabbed a hold of his neck and closed her eyes waiting for the inevitable. He pushed and broke through her resistance with just one swift movement and a bit more force. Hermione cried out and he took her mouth in one deep kiss pacifying her pain. At that moment, it was just them; two people connected through the most intimate ways. There was no one else in the world but them right there and then; two souls meshing together to become one in such a sweet custom.

Draco didn't move after he was fully into her. He was to the hilt now and he didn't want to hurt her even more so he waited for her to adjust to his size. If he started out to fast he would come to fast and she wouldn't be satisfied. He would let her set the pace.

After a few moments, Hermione had her legs wrapped about his waist encouraging him to move. He began to move languidly slow. She moaned his name and whispered into his ears for him to continue. He couldn't refuse this woman anything. He moved faster now. He growled and moaned "my mate, my love, my Hermione." He said looking into her eyes and getting lost in everything that was her. He fastened his mouth on her perk nipples again missing the taste of her while moving his hips.

She was moving with his pace now and his mouth and her mouth were kissing and licking at every place on their bodies they could reach. He wasn't going to be able to hold out anymore. So, he lowered his head towards he neck and licked the spot he wanted to make the bond. Hermione, not knowing what was going to come next moaned his name. He swiftly bit down with enough force so he wouldn't cause her much pain. She cried out as his teeth sank further into her neck. With his teeth still fastened, he began to pump veela venom into her.

Hermione was in pain. She was hot and burning all over but also she felt pleasure from Draco's movements and the way he was biting her neck. He removed his mouth and licked the crescent like wound he made and moaned. He picked up his pace again moving a bit faster; his name was on her lips now telling him how she never wanted him to stop; encouraging him to keep his pace in any way.

"Come for me, cara." With her nails raking down his back and with one last moan, she came again but powerfully. She was shuddering under him. He loved seeing her in that state and knowing he was the cause, caused him to go over the edge right along with her. He also came hard. This was the best orgasm he's ever felt. All these other women he's been with couldn't compare to what Hermione made him feel like at that moment.

They eventually came crashing back down from their heights of pleasure. Draco collapsed on her as he feathered light kisses on her face and neck. His eyes were lighter now in color once he was done with the bond and mating for the first time.

Hermione gaining her sense of surroundings again was shocked of how she felt for Draco and had done with him. She was so ashamed of what had transpired. She wasn't suppose to lose her virginity to someone she only felt loathe for, at least she thought she loathed him. She wanted Ron and now she wasn't sure anymore. She suddenly felt very naked so she grabbed the covers and turned away from Draco sobbing quietly.

Draco thought everything that had happened was just now resigning with her. He felt for her and her pain so he did the only thing he could for a mate that had little choice of being with him forever; he pulled her to him caressing her by running his hands over her curves. "Hermione, shhh, don't cry." His heart was breaking. All he wanted now was for her to be okay with him, he desperately wanted her to know that he'd do anything for her and that he needed her and he'll need her forever.

She found that his light touches were making her feel better so she snuggled up further into him. She sobbed and he let her all the same while time kissing her and caressing her.

After Hermione had cried her heart out onto Draco's chest, he took her again several times in the early morning. She was bonded to him; she was very aroused for him and enjoyed every moment of being taken by him over and over again. By morning, they had subdued to a long slumber.


Hermione woke up to feel her body pressed against Draco's very male body and her recollection of the previous night came crashing down into her memory. She stiffened. Draco, who saw Hermione awaken, sensed her stiffness against him. He sat up on the bed and as he did, he pulled Hermione to him and laid her head on his chest while his back was supported by the large bed's headboard.

He smiled down at her, "good morning, love." She couldn't help but smile back and responded "good morning." She looked around the room now taking her time to admire how beautiful it was. She suddenly had the urge to run so she resided to go to the bathroom. As she made her way into the restroom, Draco had a very good view of her body and all the marks he had the pleasure of placing on her. He became aroused again; he wanted her.

Once she was gone from the room, Draco slumped down and ran his hands over his face. He couldn't believe how things turned out last night. He had her in every way and the positions they managed to achieve ranged from Hermione's perky, round butt in the air and him taking her from the back, to her legs going over his shoulder and him taking her as he was able to reach places in her that gave her much pleasure. She even at some point took control and had him pinned on the lush carpet as she rode him and took her own pleasure from him.

It was still early in the morning and now he didn't know what to tell her. She could come out of the bathroom any time now. He wanted her to understand why he had used pheromones on her and after while he realized he didn't have to because she wanted him sexually at least.

Hermione after quickly washing herself and washing her teeth with just some water reentered Draco's bedroom with only one thought of escaping. Everything she remembered from the night, she knew happened for a fact. She'd enjoyed herself. She also knew for sure that she had just been marked by Draco. The mark on her neck said it all. She couldn't believe she let him do this to her.

"Umm…" she cleared her throat and his head shot up. She now had one of his shirts on him and she looked so damn sexy in it. If she looked so beautiful wearing that then she'd be irresistible wearing some more or less clothes. He began to imagine her wearing different dresses and negligees alike. His erection was beginning to hurt now and he couldn't believe how hard he was again after going at it so many times last night.

"I'd like my clothes back please." She asked him blushing

"Oh, your work clothes were removed by my house elf when you were unconscious." He said with a frown because he knew what was going to transpire between them now.

She looked more upset and he felt the change in her. "How could you? I was kidnapped and forced here and now I'm bonded to you! How could you?" Her voice broke at the end.

He moved to stand up away from the bed. "Hermione, please, don't be upset. Let me explain." He half pleaded with her because he didn't regret one moment of last night.

"I turned seventeen yesterday and my transformation as you know veela males go through that, was a painful one and you were the only one who could help me. You were the only one I needed and wanted." He explained.

She didn't look convinced. He continued "You are my mate Hermione Jane Granger and I'm sorry for the way you had to learn of my veela inheritance and your fate but I do not regret one moment of last night! If it wasn't for the war, I would've taken a whole different approach to you because I wouldn't have wanted to see you as hurt and as upset as you are now." he was almost screaming now but lowered his voice to project the latter

She backed away from him but he moved closer making the difference. "I know you were very attracted to me because after a while I stopped using the pheromones on you and you still wanted me, at least sexually." He moved closer now so he could stand right in front of her.

"Please Hermione, I need you. Give me a chance." At that point Hermione looked flabbergasted because she certainly hadn't expected him to beg to her like that. She wanted to hate him but she just couldn't find it in herself to do so.

She wanted to escape this so she said the only counter argument she could think of. "Malfoy—"

He took her hands into his, "No, love. It's Draco. You had no trouble calling me Draco a few hours ago." He said smirking as she blushed under his gaze.

"Okay…, Draco, the past. Well, our past isn't great. I used to loathe you. Now, I can't find it in myself to do so anymore." He smiled at that explanation. "Maybe it's because of the bond, but we still have a terrible past; I can't forget that because it helped shaped me into the person I am today."

He wanted to beg for forgiveness from this woman. "Hermione, it's the past as you said and if the past was so terrible, allow me to show how great the future can be for us." She couldn't help smiling at him at that point.

He took that as invitation to get closer to her. He pulled her to the bed and had her sit on his lap. "What do you say, love?" He asked as he ran his finger across her cheek and kissing her lightly around her neck.

She tried to stand up but he had her pinned on his lap and she could obviously feel his arousal through the pants he was wearing now.

She opened her mouth to answer him but then closed it. She was at a loss for words. Every fiber of her being was telling her to trust him and she'd be fine in the end but she couldn't help but think of all those years of him torturing her at Hogwarts. He had been the bane of existence and her friends'. She's not denying her sexual attraction to him. Last night was definitely an experience. Deep down she knew she wouldn't be able to truly escape Draco. She had been bonded to him and she allowed it.

She had lost her virginity to him. She remembered how tender and attentive he was to her needs. He pleasured her over and over again. He now was her only sexual experience and it was a damn good one. She wanted to repeat every act they had committed to last night but she would never project that out loud to him. Her mind wondered to her friends. What would they think of this? What about Ron? What would happen to her friendship to them? She couldn't see herself with Ron anymore. She only saw Draco and the heights they could reach together.

She opened her mouth to finally answer him as she rubbed the crescent wound on her neck. And he was starring at her intently, waiting for her to answer. He replaced her hands with his lips on the small wound he made to connect them last night.