Fully beta'd for your reading pleasure by weestarmeggie17. Any mistakes are my own. Coming from the US at 1 A.M. Final warning: there's knotting in this fic.
PART THREE
The sharp sound of apparition had no doubt given them away, but she found that it was the least of her worries. What she concerned herself with, while she still could, was that this was Draco Malfoy, the very same Malfoy who had bullied her for a time, and now she was going to practically beg him to take care of her. It wasn't that she was afraid to disappoint him-
Okay, so maybe she was, but that was her designation talking. Alright, maybe she was also worried considering that she'd seen the lovely Witches on his arm in the editions of Witch Weekly.
Witch, Witch, Witch, she repeated in her head, looking up at him. He had apparated with her into a well furnished flat, decorated in dark themes. But decorations were the last thing she fucking cared about right now.
"The Witch you helped when she went into heat," Hermione gasped when his fingers threaded through her hair, kissing her roughly while he pinned her to the wall in the entryway. "It was Astoria Greengrass, wasn't it?" A nod. "I thought, ah," she whimpered when he touched her breasts through her blouse. "That the two of you were engaged."
"Fuck no, I'd like to enjoy the rest of my life, thank you." Draco bit out. "Fuck, you look so sexy in these heels."
"You were never..?"
"Her father wanted it, and I refused." He muttered into the column of her neck. "Once I turned of age, the Head of family was passed to me. I did whatever the fuck I wanted, and I did not want to marry that frigid bitch."
"Merlin," her nails bit into his shoulders as she clung to him, all while he kissed down her neck. It was only the onset of her heat; once it truly started, she wouldn't want any of this foreplay. No, she'd want him inside of her. At the thought of his knot, her head fell back against the wall. "Frigid bitch?"
He chuckled darkly, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. "You have no fucking idea. She was dreadfully boring as well."
Hearing that he had been with another Omega, even when knowing how horrible it was to go through one alone, caused her to grip him a little tighter. "Good," she whimpered as his hands gripped her waist, one sneaking behind her to pull the zipper down. "Oh," Hermione nearly collapsed as Draco reached under her skirt, the pads of his fingers rubbing against her clit.
If it weren't for him catching her, pinning her to the wall off his flat with his own body she would have sunk to the floor. "Does it please you to know I want nothing to do with her?" He whispered in her ear, wrapping her legs around his waist and sliding two fingers into her slick folds. "Why is that I wonder?"
Her back arched off the wall when his fingers curled inside of her, and she managed to gasp "I don't want anyone else touching you." Despite his rough grip on her waist, his fingers moved slowly. With shaking fingers she undid his tie, pulling it from around his neck and tossing it to the floor.
"Bedroom," she managed to choke out, fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. "Will you take care of me, Alpha?" She purred, too far gone to even care how needy she sounded. Pleased with the growl she dragged from him, and the way his nostrils flared, Hermione rotated her hips against his erection. "Need you."
"I know what you need," he bit her ear, storming through his flat. Heavy footfalls sounded against the wooden flooring, and her arms slid around his neck, lacing her fingers together. "I'll take care of you," he promised darkly, kicking his bedroom door open with the toe of his shoe. "I'll help you through this one, and I'll show you why is should be me everytime."
She whimpered as he set her on his bed, pausing to unbutton his shirt. "Just vanish them," she pleaded, watching hungrily as he bared inch by inch of his chest. "Draco, please!"
He smirked, his white oxford slipping down his arms, and he threw it to the floor. "Undress for me, sweetheart."
Heat gushed between her legs at the endearment. If she burned any hotter, which she knew she would, she would consider herself lucky if fate let her out of this alive. Nodding, she reached down to remove her heels, and then her blouse. The wispy fabric floated to the floor; Hermione reached behind her to unclasp her bra, and felt her pride swell when his eyes darkened at the sight of her breasts. His tongue darted out to slide along his lower lip.
You've pleased your Alpha, her mind cooed.
Draco took her by the hand, tugging her to her feet, and he pushed her skirt over her hips for it to collect on the floor. "So," a soft brush of his knuckles against her jawline. "Fucking," his finger slid down the soft skin of her throat, over her collarbone, and down her breast. "Beautiful."
The remainder of her self control snapped, and that was if there had been a shred of it left at all. With her dignity already discarded - Hermione pulled him down to her, kissing him roughly, and pulling at strands of his hair while jumping up to wrap her legs around him. It was an Alpha thing, she realized through her pleasure induced haze, but she kept thinking of how large he was compared to her.
Taller than her, but she fit in the curve of his body. "I'm going to burn alive," she muttered, locking her legs at her ankles and clinging to him tightly as the mattress dipped below the weight of his knee.
"You won't," he reassured her calmly.
"You'll just have to spend the next few days with your knot buried inside of me." Hermione squealed when his eyes flashed, and he slammed her into the soft bed. He nipped her lips, kissing down her neck to her breasts.
He murmured between breaths of how stunning she was, of how perfect she was, and Hermione lapped up the attention with her hair fanned across the pillows. Digging her fingers into the finely threaded sheets, her head rolled to the side as he lifted one leg over his shoulder.
"Fuck," he groaned, his palm settling against the mound of her pussy, and he gently rubbed her clit. He whispered to her in the silence of how swollen she was, of how ready she must be for his cock. He grinned wickedly, and using one of his hands, he held her down by her stomach as his tongue slid between her folds.
"Draco," she shrieked, her stomach clenching. Anticipation had been nothing compared to the feel of him eating her cunt with slow, deliberate strokes. "Gods, I can't," her spluttering was incoherent as her back arched sharply off of the bed. She was right, of course. It wasn't possible for her to hang on, and it wasn't possible to break eye contact with him as he flicked the sensitive nub.
She thought she screamed, but to be honest she felt so out of control that she didn't have the slightest clue. "Please," it was a sob. "I need you so fucking badly."
Draco's arms slipped under her, and around her waist. Pulling her up, with her legs resting over his forearms, he slammed her down his cock, her folds slick and ready for him.
Her nails cut into his shoulders, drawing blood. "Draco!" She screamed, her cunt squeezing him as he gripped her arse and fucked her. Her words weren't coherent at all, but she whimpered, and pleaded for him to please, please stay forever, and take care of her. Fill my with your come. Behind wave after wave of pleasure, it was all she could do to remain upright against him.
"Draco, please," Hermione moaned.
He would withdraw from her fully before thrusting back inside of her, his cock stretching her. "You're so tight for me," he groaned. "I think you were made for me, sweet little Omega." He was smirking, like he knew she'd wallop him for that comment later.
"Maybe I was," Hermione gasped as he dropped her, her back hot against the cool sheets. His fingers found her clit, rubbing at the same speed as he fucked her. If he slowed down one more time, she was going to destroy his flat. "At the same time though, it's been so long since-"
His thumb traced her bottom lip. "Look at how pretty you are laid out for me with your legs spread, love." He murmured, bending to run his tongue against her nipple. "If you could see how good your swollen cunt looks stretched around my cock." Draco grasped both of her wrists in one hand, pinning them above her head.
"I feel so full," she moaned, tugging at his hair.
"If you feel full," his words emphasized by another rough stroke where he bottomed out, and she shrieked. "Can you imagine how good I'll make you feel when I knot? Is that what you want, sweetheart? My knot filling you up?"
She was burning, the flames licking her skin. "I want it so badly." Hermione gasped, and all the emotions were nearly too much. She swore she wasn't usually an emotional person and knew it was her heat affecting her at that moment.. Cynical, stubborn, independent, but she wanted to sob in desperation for him. "Draco, please, I need to feel -"
"Can you take my knot?" His breath was hot against her ear. "If my cock swells inside of your tight pussy, could you bear it, Hermione?"
"Yes!" Her sob was broken, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, wiggling them free from his grasp. He'd let her go, of course.
She was sure to have bruises from where his hands had gripped her hips, from where he'd held her hands over her head, and she wanted them there. If she didn't have the imprint of his teeth over her mating gland, then so be it, but everyone would know. His scent would be all over her, and she wanted more, wanted him.
It was abundantly clear that she would be begging for him to claim her before this was over. She was a mess, scratching down his back as he fucked her into the mattress. This coupling was stronger than what she had experienced in Hogwarts. The sole incident was the only thing she could compare it to, but this was raw.
Even for an Alpha in rut, he was somehow more animalistic. He was so fucking loud, his groans sounded more like growls and she melted beneath him.
Good, you've pleased him, and now everyone anywhere near this flat will know. The jealousy wasn't so much an Omega trait, but pride bloomed in her chest. He was hers. "Mine," she murmured, cupping his face and biting his bottom lip. "Only mine."
His smirk grew, each word in time with a snap of his hips. "You're mine, Granger. I remember when you went into heat; did you know that? I'd never smelled anything so sweet, but I could never find you."
She nodded, squeezing her eyes shut as his thumb moved against her clit and she came over his cock again. "Should have," it was a breathless gasp. "Found me sooner. If I had experienced this instead of, instead of another," she corrected at the darkening of his eyes. "I don't think, Merlin," Draco picked her up, rotating them where his back was to the headboard, and he impaled her on his cock.
His eyebrow arched. "You don't think what exactly?" He drawled, helping her ride him. "Would you like to know what I think would have happened six years ago?"
Hermione whimpered, and nodded weakly.
"Tell me," he commanded, and her orgasm slammed into her while she trembled at the power in his voice.
At this point her thoughts were nothing but a repeat of Alpha, Alpha, of how strong he was, of how lucky she was, of how she needed to buy Luna the biggest bouquet of flowers ever. "I want you to tell me what you think would have happened." With her hands on his shoulders, she moved against him.
His fingers ran down her spine slowly. "I would have worked to win you over, Granger. I would have fucked you until you would have been ruined for anyone but me." He held her chin, leveling his gaze with hers. "Make no mistake when I say you are mine."
She nodded, breathless, swiveling her hips and pressed herself closer. "Don't stop, I need more. Gods, Draco, even the first time, I wasn't so -"
"Shh," he murmured, dragging her down for a hard kiss. "I promise to take such good care of you, sweet girl."
It was then, as she clenched around him again, that she felt the beginning of his knot swell. "Alpha," she dragged out, her head falling back. "Will you put me on my back? I'm not strong enough to fuck myself as hard as I want."
He licked between her breasts, capturing her wrists once more, and pinning them over her head. "Put your legs over my shoulders, Hermione." She moaned, lifting her legs with the backs of her knees resting against his broad shoulders. "Are you on the potion? I assume you are."
She whimpered when the head of his cock brushed against her lips and pulled away. "What are you doing?"
"Contraceptive potion, are you on it?" A nod. "Thank fuck," he grumbled, and the position wasn't like anything she'd ever felt before, as he leaned forward, her legs were pushed closer to her.
"Oh, my God." Hermione's nails scratched his chest, drawing blood. "Harder, Malfoy," she hissed.
His fingers latched into her hair roughly, and it took a series a small thrusts for her to take his knot. He whispered low in her ear, "Look how pretty you are filled with my cock." He bit her throat, leaving love bites over the side of her neck.
"I'm going to-"
"Now, sweetheart."
Hermione screamed to the praises that fell from him. He told her how back arched so beautifully for him, that she was stunning when she trembled orgasm after orgasm. She was wholly unprepared for when he made good on his promise to fill her full of his come.
He growled, his hair falling in his face while he peered down at her.
Breathless, and unable to move, she mewled happily when he gathered her into his arms. Draco laid on his back while she straddled his waist, collapsing against his chest. "I like when you call me sweetheart," she mumbled.
He laughed, brushing hair from her face and kept an arm wrapped around her waist tightly. "I gathered that." She nodded, and a small yawn shattered the post coital moment. "Sleep," he told her.
"I will, but when I wake up I want you to fuck me all over again." She poked him in the sternum. "Don't leave."
"There's not one thing that could make me leave you," he snorted.
"Voldemort could be resurrected." She chimed.
His laugh was dark as he pressed a kiss into her hair. "Clearly you've come down from your high."
"Unfortunately," she mumbled.
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