A/N: In this chapter, we hear from Captain Malfoy…

Back in the bedroom, I assessed Hermione thoughtfully. Her body was mostly dry but her pussy was soaking wet. Her chest still heaved from the experience in the bathroom, and her large, expressive hazel eyes were wide open and dilated. She looked almost high.

I admit, I was quite taken by her. She was beautiful, intelligent, sometimes a contradiction, and she often kept me guessing. Her eyes sparkled when she bantered with me. She might have been afraid to go beyond her comfort zone doing what I told her, but at the same time she didn't back down from a challenge. She had a way of looking at me that made my cock tingle and the breath catch in my throat.

We'd been playing for a while now. It's time to fuck her. I'd been driving myself nearly mad wondering how she will feel.

'Get on the bed, on your hands and knees,' I told her.

She slowly did so, kneeling on the centre of the bed and leaning down on her arms. Her arse taunted me. Made my mouth water.

This time, I gripped both of her ankles and dragged her to the edge of the bed. She let out a moan of desire.

I stood behind her, fisting my cock with one hand while I pushed down on her head with the other so her arse was raised higher. I let go of myself and pulled her arse cheeks apart with my thumbs. Her cunt was glistening, inviting me to plunge in.

But not yet.

I blew on her wet pink lips, and she moaned again, wriggling her beautiful arse.

I held her in place while I bent over and ran my tongue over her delicious clit and lips, dipping into her pussy before dragging it past her perineum, over the flesh that divided her buttocks until I arrived at her rosy little arsehole.

Her breathing got heavier, but when I pulled away, she stilled. With her knees spread apart on the bed and her arse in the air, her vulnerability made me feel powerful.

I stood silently, waiting to see what she would do. It appeared she had learned her lesson, and she stayed perfectly still – her rising and falling chest the only movement from her body.

I leaned over again, spread her wide with my hands and tongued the rim of her arse. She gasped; and pushed against it.

I pulled away and slapped her bum. 'No moving!'

I returned though, kissing her flesh and gently biting down on her buttocks. I revisited her arsehole, flicking my tongue and pushing it against her puckered opening. I spat some saliva onto it, pulled her cheeks apart, and penetrated her with my tongue; dipping and diving.

She screamed, cutting herself off before burying her face in the bedsheets. Shakily, she reached out towards her pussy and rubbed her clitoris furiously.

She wailed when I slapped her buttocks again. 'Don't touch yourself,' I ordered.

Keening in need, she reluctantly did what I wanted.

Eventually, I licked my fill and stood back, eyeing her pussy while I stroked myself. This dirty little girl loved my ministration to her arse; her pussy was so wet it was practically dripping onto the bed.

I lined my cock up to her cunt, and teased her some more by drawing the head over and around her clitoris. Then I ran the tip over her lips, and up her buttocks to her arsehole. Curious, I pressed the tip of it gently into her arse.

She immediately shot forward and fell to the bed, then turned around and glared at me. 'No,' she ordered.

I nodded. 'Not yet,' I clarified.

Her mouth opened in outrage, and I took advantage, sealing my lips over hers. We kissed until I felt her relax under me.

'I want your pussy now, that's all,' I whispered against her ear.

'God, yes,' she breathed.

I stood up, and she resumed her earlier position, opening herself to me.

I smiled, angled her hips, and surged my cock into her.

I closed my eyes in bliss at the feel of her pussy clutching my cock. I wasn't sure which sensation I loved the most – the heat, the velvet tightness or the slick juices sluicing over my erection. My balls tingled in warning, and I pulled all the way out, letting the cooler air slap some sense back into it and to stop myself from coming like a boy on his first wank.

Getting myself under control, I plunged in again, pulling her hips back against me so I felt every glossy part of her cunt. She wailed, and threw her head back.

I fucked her tight, wet cunt hard, listening to her moan, watching how her breathing caught and became heavier, and how her thighs visibly trembled from holding her own against my thrusts. I felt her pussy start to spasm – she was about to come.

I remained still inside her, and leant over. 'Don't come until I tell you,' he warned.

'Oh, God,' she sobbed. 'I need to. Now.'

'No.' I resumed thrusting inside her. My balls were wet, streaked from the juices leaking from her bewitching pussy.

'Damn it!' she screamed, on the verge of losing control. 'You fucking bastard…'

I was close to the edge, and I had yet to decide where I wanted to come. I sped up my thrusts and worked a finger over her clitoris. She was almost in tears.

I gripped some of her hair and pulled her head up. Putting my lips to her ear, I whispered 'Do you want to come, little girl?'

Her reply was almost lost in sobs of desire, but it was definitely affirmative.

'Have you been a good girl?' I whispered, still fucking her without pause. 'Do you deserve to come?'

'Yes!' she wailed. 'Draco, please let me come…'

I released her, and in silence I fucked ten more good, hard strokes into her cunt. Our flesh slapped together noisily where we joined.

Three…two…one…

'Come for me, Hermione,' I gritted out.

Before the words were out of my mouth, she came hard, her pussy clamping down on my cock like a silk-covered vice, before fluttering around it. Her delicious fluids coated my cock and balls.

It was so damn nice inside her pussy, but with effort, I pulled out and aimed my cock at her back. As the last vestiges of her orgasm shook her, I came and ejaculated over her body with a shout of exultation. God, it felt so damn good. Ropes of thick semen landed on her skin and pooled on her lower back and buttocks.

Marking her with my seed.

Her arms gave out, and she collapsed, unmoving, onto the bed.

I watched her, bringing my breathing under control. We deserved a break. I had a lot more planned for us.

I went into the bathroom and returned with a damp facecloth.

Climbing onto the bed, I gently cleaned my semen off her body. When I was done, I lay down next to her and gathered her into my arms.

I recalled the image of my creamy come spread over her beautiful body.

You're mine, Hermione Granger.