Chapter 3: Morning showers
The next morning I awoke nude, with my husband's arm around my waist. I began to reminisce how we fully satisfied each other four more times that night. It was remarkable. Before we fell asleep, we made passionate love. There was no dominating, no intense dirty words, or force for a needy release. It was slow and intoxicating with our infatuation of one another. We finally fell asleep, completely and utterly pleased. We expressed our love to one another and it was blissfully amazing. I love him so much, and I really don't know what I would do without him.
I began to feel him stir. I turned to him and looked at his angelic features. His blonde hair sexily strayed across his forehead. His strong, muscular features that defined his manly self. My husband was truly HOT! I then realized he was awake and seeing that I was admiring him and all he did was give me that damn sexy smirk. He laughed at my blushing face.
"Good morning beautiful" he began while still wrapping his arms around me, bringing me closer to him. "I know you adore looking at me, but haven't you had enough of me? Last night, I gave you all of me, and yet I think you want another go, especially with that wanton gaze, baby." He said with sarcastic humor. "Though we could have another round, I know that I certainly never get tired of your miraculous body." Draco whispered into my ear, as his hands begin to wander up and down my curves, while making their way between my thighs. I let out a moan; before realizing the clock over his shoulder read 10 a.m. Ginny and Harry were dropping the kids off at 12 p.m. As much as I wanted another go, I know we would want more than an hour to fully enjoy one another, and I did not want my best friends and my kids to walk in on us in such a compromising position. I began to kiss him, before grabbing his hands away from my body. "What are you doing, sweetheart? We are not done" he began to protest at my withdrawal from his body.
"Honey, Harry and Ginny are dropping the kids off at 12. there is no way we can have sex again in less that two hours and still get ready, and clean up our mess that I know we left downstairs." I told him while getting out of bed and moving towards our bathroom. He jumped out of bed to follow me into the bathroom. He grabbed me around the waist and I moaned.
"Love, we can have a quickie in the shower, and have plenty of time to get ready afterwards. Hello, we can use magic darling. And they call you the brightest witch of our age?" He sarcastically told me, while turning on the shower. I looked at him with a sly smile, and we walked into our large shower. The water coated our bodies, while he pushed me up against the tiled wall, and he thrusted into me, while I let out a scream.
"Mya, does it feel good? Or do you want me to stop, so we can get ready" He panted while rubbing my breast and kissing up and down my jaw. My legs wrapped around his waste, to push him as deep into me as he could.
"Yes, it feels sooo good, Don't stop don't ever stop! Please Draco, faster, please…" I all but screamed. I began to moan at his movements and pushed harder against him to create as much friction between us. I raked my nails up and down his back, leaving marks. My back scrapped against the hard tile, but the slight discomfort only made the pleasure more intense. I could feel the knot in my stomach grow and he picked up the pace.
"Do you wanna cum, love?" He huskily panted into my ear, knowing we were both so close to pure ecstasy.
"Yes! stop teasing me, Draco!" I cried into his ear. He then grabbed onto my hips and began to ram into me as fast as possible, pushing me farther up the wall of the shower. And finally a flash of white filled my eyes, and I nearly blacked out from our orgasms. He kept thrusting as I felt his hot seed fill my pussy. As he screamed my name, I whimpered as I came down from my high. He looked me in the eyes and passionately kissed me. He trailed his kisses up and down my neck, while gently pulling out of me and holding onto me until I steadied my trembling body on the floor. The water was still pounding on us, while Draco again caught my lips in a loving kiss. "That was incredible, love, as usual" I moaned while grabbing the bottle of shampoo, knowing we still had to clean ourselves up. He grabbed the bottle and squeezed some shampoo into his hands and turned me around, so my back was facing him and began to wash my hair.
"I know, dearest, why do you think I married you? You are a wild sex vixen in bed." He laughed into my ear, while gently massaging the shampoo into my long brown curls. His hands felt so tender, I loved how he took care of me. We both finished up in the shower, after we fully and intricately washed each other. After getting out of the shower, we dried off, and I got my wand to do my hair. It fell into long gentle curls. I did my makeup while he took forever to gel his hair to look like shaggy, sexy bed head. He styled it so his platinum blonde hair fell across his forehead.
I stood up from my vanity and looked at my naked body. "He marked me good last night." I whispered to myself. He is going to get it. "Malfoy, look at what you have done to me, I swear people are going to think you beat me." I began to playfully yell at him. I got my lingerie on, before finding him in his walk in closet. It was more of a small room just full of shoes, ties, shirts, suites, and what ever else he needs to keep himself stylish. He is worse then me. He turns around and smirks at me. He gives me the elevator eyes, and saunters over to me with his jeans on and no shirt. "Don't you dare give me that look mister!" I state.
"Mya, what have I done to you, look at what you have done to me!" He teasingly pouts as he turns around, and I gasp as I see my nail marks up and down his toned back.
"Well at least you don't have love bites and bruises all over your body." I mischievously stomp my bare feet. And begin to walk out of the closet to my own. I read the clock; it was now 11:25. "Damn, I need to get dressed." As I travel into my luxurious closet, I began to look for something simple to wear, knowing that I can't wait to hold and play with my babies. I then feel a pair of strong rough hands around my waist.
"Sweetheart, I am sorry for leaving marks all over you. But first of all, I have to mark you as mine. Because, love, don't forget .MINE. Second, we always have rough sex, and you damn well know you love every minute of it. As I recall, you practically demanded I bite and lick you all over. So I am just pleasing you as a husband should. And third, well you love me, and I can make you feel better and heal your marks. Don't worry, darling. No one will know." He chuckles into my ear. I fall against his back as he moves his hands up and down my body. He then turns me around and grabs his wand. He gets on his knees, and starts to kiss up my body. He sees the light bruises his strong handprints left on my hips, and whispers a spell and taps his wand on my skin. The bruises disappear. He tenderly kisses my hips from one to the other. Then he kisses up my stomach and saunters up my body, while rubbing against me, stopping at my collarbone and neck. He whispers the same spell, and again gently kisses my skin. I moan at the feeling of his lips against my skin. He then makes it to my mouth and gives me a loving kiss. "All better, love? No harm done, no need to call the authorities, though I might have to report you because of those nails of yours." He playfully states.
"Thank you dear, what would I do without you? And you only did what I asked of you. You know how I like it rough. Now turn around so I can get those nasty scratches off your back." I lightheartedly command.
"Yes ma'am" Draco surrenders. I heal him with the same process. He turns around and gives me a kiss. "All better, sweetheart. Thank you. This really has been the best anniversary thus far. You always do surprise me. I love you so much, and I couldn't have asked for a better wife." He delicately states while wrapping his arms around me to hug me. "Alright Mrs. Malfoy go get dressed, the children are going to be here soon, and well I think it would scar them for life to see their mother barely dressed." He playfully states, with a smack on my bum before he lets me go and turns to go down stairs. I put on a pair of jeans, which hug all of my curves in all the right places. Then I grab a loose fitting long pastel pink blouse.