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This chapter goes to reviewer EssemeTresseme who wanted a kinky Draco. The kink—wake up sex. Enjoy!
The Epedemic
By: inkImpressions
Part Two: A Day Later
Hermione eye's blazed open as a tremendous amount of pleasure seeped through her body, effectively rousing her from sleep. She looked up disoriented into calculating grey eyes, only slightly rimmed with midnight blue, as she felt him push another deep, slow thrust into her, earning him a reluctant, pleasure filled gasp.
"Glad to see you're finally awake. I thought it might take an orgasm to achieve the state." He said in his customary smirk and condescending manner, as he continued to rock into her at a leisurely pace. As a groggy headed and endorphin filled Hermione tried to focus on what he was saying.
"We need to briefly discuss the future." He continued gradually picking up the pace of his thrusting and effectively increasing her distraction. "This is what's going to happen. In an hour I'm going to send the letter I've written Mother about fixing all the arrangements for our wedding next week. This should give me enough time to continue fucking you seven ways from Merlin, before we've got to be around anyone, my mate."
Draco looked down as an indignant noise rumpled up her throat. Responding in a pacifying tone, "Well, I know you'll not of had enough of me by then Granger, but that's why we have a honeymoon, darling.' He looked amused at the look of complete ire on her face. "I know, I know darling, you've a litany of disagreements to voice. Now let me finish and enjoy my penis's efforts like a dutiful Malfoy woman, or I'll spank you into submission until your willing to listen again." He commanded as he rolled his hips into a particularly deep thrust. "You certainly enjoyed it last night, the moans…" he whispered into her ear, as she shouted out and wrapped her legs around his hips. "…so perfectly wanton for me, and you were so delightfully compliant afterwards." He sighed in memory as he slowed his thrusts down to almost nonexistence, causing a pathetic little whimper to escape her.
"Now, where was I?" he questioned. "Oh, yes our marriage Granger. By the way I loathe that NAME. Which is why of course, my child you're carrying, will never be a bastard tagged with such a horrific, common name." he continued, enjoying the look of fire and retribution on her face, and the delicious little pants and moans keeping her, momentarily, from voicing it.
Draco leaned into her body and pushed an iron thrust into her willing form with every word he spoke. " No Malfoy woman is ever a whore, and you're my woman. So your ONLY (particularly womb battering thrust here) option is marriage to me on Friday next. Don't you agree darling?" he questioned pulling himself completely free of her body in a slow torturous manner, smiling, at her irritated sounds of frustration and distress.
He slowly moved till he was on his knees between her legs. His beautifully erect penis jutted teasingly above her womanhood as she looked at him with pleading eyes. He smiled predatory as he gave a generous pull on his shaft, moaning out for her benefit, "Your juices make such a delicious lube lovely; I think I could really satisfy myself off in a few strokes."
"Please, Draco…" she pleaded as she grabbed at his hand.
"Please, is not an answer darling, it's a request." He drawled "Mmhh, I might not even have to lay a finger on myself remembering how you tasted yesterday. So delicious."
" Draco, you bastard, please…." She whined.
"Maybe," he emphasized, "you need a little bit of an incentive?" he added as he moved his finger to trial along her moist womanhood, careful to avoid her clit and openings.
He smirked at her pleading whimpers. " now darling, I want you to think" He spoke as his finger swirled around her clit, careful not to touch it. "if you don't answer my little question, I will not.." he continued trailing his finger down teasing her opening, and just barely sliding hid finger inside. "…satisfy your little situation…" he continued moving his finger down lightly outlining the little star of her anus as she tremble and keened. "…Yes, you did enjoy that last night, didn't you my little pet…" he said with a laugh as he slowly moved his finger back up. "Nor will I damn well let you satisfy myself darling. So,…" he leaned in and whispered, " …why don't you answer the simple little question?" as he positioned his fingers at her womanly hot spots.
"Yes! Please , yes…please," she cried desperately.
"Good girl" he responded sliding fingers into both her entrances and rubbing his thumb across her clitoris as she cried out. The characteristic red glow of a sealing marriage contract vow flowed from their bodies. Leaving a satisfied, sneaky smirk on his face.
"Yes, Malfoy. YES! Don't you dare stop." She cried.
" No worries, darling. I got what I wanted, and I always do." He smiled as Hermione gave out a particularly load moan, and moved up her body preparing to slide back into her. " I do have to say darling, It's nice to know that after year's you've finally realized you belong under me."
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