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Chapter Twelve

Lucius wanted her eyes to open but he was fine for now. Gently, he brushed her lips. Hermione's eyebrows crinkled in the effort to keep her eyes closed. She hadn't expected that. That bastard was probably up to some trick to humiliate her further.

"Malfoy, I would like you to get off of me this instant. I don't know what tricks you are trying to play but I am not interested and furthermore-"

In one fluid motion, Lucius swooped down and captured Hermione's lips, slanting his head for better access. Frozen, Hermione's eyes finally snapped open. Oh my. Never in her life had she been so shocked. Lucius didn't seem to be paying attention to her petrification. Lifting her face a little, he eased back, softly trying to coax a response from Hermione. He took her bottom lip between his and sucked hard. Bolts of electricity seemed to spread throughout Hermione's body, jolting her into action. Heat blossomed across her face, turning her cheeks red.

Internally, it was as though someone had lit her on fire. The flames burned everywhere, turning her bones into mush. Without even realizing it, Hermione began to kiss him back. Giving into the day's events her eyes closed of their own accord. Never had she thought that Lucius Malfoy's lips would be so soft, so gentle. Rising slightly, Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck, groaning softly at his weight.

The room had grown immensely heated, as though they were directly in front of the sun. The fire in the fireplace added an extra layer of heat causing both Lucius and Hermione to wish for something each of them could not have. Lucius slipped his tongue into Hermione's mouth, ruthlessly demanding a response. Gone were the tender kisses, replaced by hungry open mouthed kisses drawing Hermione closer to him.

His musky scent began to intoxicate Hermione, filling her nostrils all the while adding to her aroused state. A low ache had spread throughout her abdomen, heat pooling between her legs. Tongues rasped against each other, adding fuel to their aching desire. This is absolute madness! Hermione thought. How could she allow him to do this to her?

Lucius had lost all rational thought. He was not a man who spent his time on something as mundane as kissing. Yet, with this woman, it seemed right. He explored her mouth thoroughly, tasting and sucking on her tongue. Her arms around his neck tightened, slipping into his hair. With a low groan, Lucius spread his fingers through Hermione's long hair, dragging her up to his mouth. Bloody hell! Lucius couldn't imagine anything more pleasurable than laying there and kissing Hermione. The sheet wound around Hermione's body as she tried to get closer to quell the ache in her body.

Most girls had talked about having sex and their own experience but Hermione had never thought she would ever feel this type of desire. This was not an everyday occurrence, rather, something that seemed to be spinning out of her control. Lucius leaned back, his lips slipping from her mouth to her jaw. Hermione sighed, and then yawned softly, stilling Lucius's movements. Her hands in his hair relaxed and finally stilled.

Lucius pulled back, as though he had been slapped. His breathing was still ragged, his eyes black from lust, and his erection rock hard and aching for release. Merlin, he had been bloody close to ravishing the girl! Lucius turned away, clamping down on his urge to wake her up and finish what they hadstarted. He had started it first, but she hadn't stopped him. Not bothering to check of she was covered or not, Lucius opened the door and closed it behind him, wordlessly muttering a charm over the door so that no one but him could come inside.

Crossing the hall way, he walked into his room, adjacent to Hermione's room. Closing the door he leaned against the door, sighing. There was too much at stake here for him to continue this with the girl. He would have to resist her. The whole operation depended on him. Soon enough, he would be teaching at Hogwarts and then he would take matters into his own hands. The girl was a distraction he did not need. Reaching for the door to his bathroom, he walked in, shedding clothes along the way and turned the shower all the way to cold.

Gritting his teeth, he leaned into the wall, both arms out stretched, with his palms on the wall. Cold water sprayed over his body, cooling the overheated skin. His erection subsided but all Lucius had to do was close his eyes and imagine Hermione withering underneath of him like before as she responded to his kisses and the erection was back hard as before. Cursing long and loud Lucius made it as cold as possible, nearly shivering to death. He needed to get the girl out of his system. He would go to Dumbledore and tell him to have someone take care of her. Besides, she had made her hatred known. The memory stabbed at him, causing Lucius to inhale sharply once he was wrapped in a long robe. Her words were like acid in his ears, her sobs wrenching his gut.

What the hell? Reaching over, he grabbed a bottle of liquor off of his night stand and swallowed it down. The whiskey burned going down his esophagus, settling into his stomach. He could still hear the anguish and see her tears. Cursing again, Lucius put the bottle to his lips, ignoring the fire in his chest; he kept drinking well into the night, falling into a dreamless sleep.

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