Chapter 7: Bonding
When Hessa awoke, there were flowers all over her room, beautiful lilies and roses, irises and other exotic flowers. Then she noticed a card by her bed, opening it, it read;
Happy Sweet Sixteen,
Please be ready by nine, I plan to take you out shopping to some very nice shops.
Draco
Part of her was elated, but the other part felt guilty and ashamed, and thoughts of Harry came to mind. They had discussed her birthday; how he wanted to take her out and celebrate…she wondered how he was doing. Did he miss her? She was sure he did, that night he came with flowers, he had no intention of hurting her. Why couldn't it have been Harry? Why Draco? But when given a chance, he was kind and loving, he wasn't like his father at all…then again, she wasn't allowed to see him in the Death Eater meetings, he didn't want her anywhere near them.
She supposed he could be ugly if he wanted to be…
He was definitely almost as strong as his father and nearly as quick, Hessa knew that much about him.
Looking at the clock, she noticed it was only 7:30 but decided to get ready fairly early. Clothes were already laid out for her, she showered and dressed, preened and lightly perfumed. Hessa sat and looked at herself in the vanity, her face and body seemed to be glowing, her eyes seemed to sparkle. There was a knock at the door, Draco came to pick her up and entered.
They looked at each other, there was such an overpowering draw and he was not prepared for it. She was so incredibly beautiful to him and he took Hessa into his arms, he touched her face and body, then slowly Draco reached down and did a hard and lingering kiss on her neck, and Hessa could feel his manhood.
"It's going to be difficult to resist you all day," he drawled in her ear, she nodded, practically swooning as the kisses came up to her jaw line. Draco finally pulled himself away from her and took her hand. "It's time to go."
"Where are we going?"
"Well, I thought I'd take you to Paris and have you pick out some things like jewelry and then take you out to lunch?"
"Alright…but I do have one request," Hessa fidgeted.
"Anything."
"I want to see my father."
"Anything but that."
"But…."
"It will ruin the mood of the day."
"It has ruined the mood anyway," she crossed her arms and stared down at the floor. "I can refuse you, you know…it…it says I can, the book you gave me," and Hessa could. Even though the Conk would feel a great draw to the wizard she was supposed to be with, she could withhold the bonding until another time, making it weak enough for her to break it at will, only during the eve of her sixteenth birthday and her being a virgin, would the bond be so strong, she couldn't refuse anything he asked…there was always a loophole in the rules of many things.
Draco grabbed her by her upper arms and was hurting them, his face was dark now, "Do you think for fraction of a second, I would let that HAPPEN?" Hessa tried to pull away but he only squeezed harder, "do you even know how valuable you are to me! So, my dear Conk, YOU will not be refusing me anything…tonight, you will spread your legs and give yourself to me, even if I have to force you, and I don't want to have to force you. I'll hurt you and I don't want to have to hurt you."
"I have to except you, you can't force me…ethically you can't," she was still trying to get out of his painful grip.
"Oh, I don't have to force you physically, but I can give you something, you can't protect yourself against me, remember? And as far as 'ethics', I'm a Malfoy, since when did we care about ethics."
Hessa started to tear, "so…so you are using me, I'm just a tool."
"No, and yes…I care about you, Hessa. Make no mistake about that…," Draco found himself melting, her tears were touching him and they shouldn't be. He simply sighed then, "alright, I will try and see what I can do about your father…BUT, it will be after the bonding. You're very appealing right now to the opposite sex and he's heavily guarded by men."
"Well, you're taking me out…"
"The people that will be serving us will be women, so unless they're lesbians I don't think I'll have a problem," he released her and massaged her arms, he knew he hurt her. "I'm sorry…"
She put her hands on his chest and looked up, "so…you can be ugly, be just like your father."
"Only when it comes to the things I want. I'm half of my father, denying that would be foolish of me. I acknowledge it and keep it in check, but I like to hurt sometimes, I can be sadistic as hell…yet, you soften me. Therefore you're a weakness, and weaknesses must be kept in check as well, do you understand? This affectionate side is something that no one besides my mother gets to see…even Pansi," he spat her name like a swear word, "doesn't get to see it. Only you, do you know how important that is to me?"
Hessa brushed a stray hair out of his eyes, "now I do."
Draco put his arms around her tightly, "I want to protect you." He realized then how much he truly loved her…he was truly in love for the first time. It wasn't just the pheromones either, he had always loved her.
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Lucius lurked in the dark and narrowed his eyes, the boy had left the door open a crack, probably not expecting to be in there as long as he was. Never in the house of Malfoy did he see such affection, he was never allowed. And since he had never experienced it, how could he understand? Yet, this girl that entered into their lives was changing their son and he didn't like it…and he hoped it was just the pheromones and it would change back after the bonding.
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That night was very important, Narcissa knew there had to be a ritual bathing, then Hessa was dressed in a specially made 'bonding gown' which left little to the imagination. It was sleeveless and roped around her neck, leaving a wide space between the breasts. There was no backing and there were huge slits up the slide of the legs. She also had anklets that had small charms that jingled when she walked, and her hair was done in an elaborate form.
Narcissa powdered her and perfumed her, meanwhile, chattering away because Hessa was letting her. She could tell that the Mistress of the House was very lonely and had no one to talk to, and in a way, so was she. Except Draco was not like his father and listened to her when she had something to say, Hessa hoped he would always be that way.
"You look so lovely…I hope your first time is wonderful," Narcissa smiled weakly.
Hessa wondered, maybe she shouldn't ask the question but curiosity seemed to make her do it, "was yours?"
"It was…what it was," Lucius was not at all kind, she knew he didn't love her but she was hoping he would grow to…but what did that man know of love! She was devastated when her father set up the marriage, Narcissa was hoping it would be someone else, someone she had loved for a long time, yet it could never be because he was a half-blood and her father wouldn't allow it.
"Oh," was all Hessa could say.
"But I hope yours is wonderful, come…it's time," Narcissa escorted her out and down the hall, her little charms were jingling. No one was supposed to be in the hallway, it was forbidden for another male to see a Conk on this night, all except the one she was to bind with. But leave it to her husband to be as disrespectful as possible. "Lucius! You aren't supposed be in the hallway!"
He looked Hessa up and down. She felt so bare then and put her arms over herself. "I am simply making sure she is of good stock, that's all dear," Lucius drawled.
"Surely. Now you've seen, so go!"
Lucius bowed, then as he started to walk passed Hessa, he grabbed her arms and pulled them apart, "my, my, my son is quite lucky."
"Lucius!" Narcissa grabbed Hessa away from him. "Could you be any more of a PIG! Leave the girl alone!" He came up on her then, Lucius giving her a deadly look, but Narcissa stood her ground and glared back, she was so tired of being afraid of him. Surprisingly, he left but not before grinning at Hessa, Narcissa turned to her, "I'm sorry, are you alright?" Hessa nodded. "Good, follow me," she took Hessa the rest of the way and knocked on Draco's bedroom door.
The door opened with him standing there with no shirt, Hessa had no idea how built he was, he was incredible, Draco smiled when he saw the look on her face which caused her to blush. It was then that Narcissa left and Hessa came into his room, "you look incredible." He started to touch her, but she was nervous and started to tremble, "don't be nervous, it will feel good, I promise."
Before she could protest, he swept her up and took her to the bed and laid her down gently. Hessa sat up and watched as he crawled onto the bed slowly, like he did the first time she arrived. She let him come closer and closer to her and with care, he started to remove her dress until her whole body was revealed to him. Draco's breath was quickening and without hesitation, he removed his night pants revealing his hard manhood, it was large and Hessa wasn't sure if she could do this. Draco sensed it and made sure to block her from getting away, "kiss me, love, you'll know what to do then."
He leaned in and took her lips, then finally Hessa responded to him with great fierceness. The waiting was driving him mad but he didn't want to hurt her, lust was coursing through his body in a rage and he knew that tonight was going to be very long and tiring but at least he was going to have a huge smile on his face in the morning. Draco didn't want to wait and took his fingers to measure her wetness…she was ready. He grabbed her legs and pulled her down on her back, on top of her before she could say anything but nothing needed to be said, they just continued to kiss, every now and then Draco would bite her neck getting her more aroused. Hessa could feel him spreading her legs with his, then gasped when he took his tip and caressed it inbetween her lips, arousing her and causing her to kiss him harder…then, without warning he took her.
"Draco!" she wanted to push him off, but he was too strong. "Please, it hurts."
His breath was hitching, "I know…I know, it hurts but this is the only time it will." Draco continued to thrust as she whimpered in pain. She felt amazing, like nothing he had ever felt in his young life and he started to thrust harder and he was moaning loudly with each hit. Finally they locked eyes and what seemed to take forever, only took but a few minutes. The energy raised in the room and whirled around them, and then it shot straight through Hessa, all Draco wanted her to be was literally put inside of her core…he wanted her to be educated, articulate, kind, fairly dependent on him…but not as bad as his mother was with his father, a good lover, a best friend, and especially a wife…he wanted to marry her, and even if he couldn't marry her because of Pansi, SHE would be the one he would always go to.
Hessa relaxed finally, Draco whispered in her ear, "are you alright?" She looked at him and smiled and they continued to make love. Their first time was amazing but Draco wanted more and took her to the shower where he bathed her and touched her, "will you get on your knees?" She slid down his body, knowing what he wanted and took his member into her mouth, sucking on it hard and letting her tongue play with the tip. His hands were in her hair, his head thrown back as he groaned, "Gods you do this so well!" Hessa played with his sac which started to tighten as Draco huffed louder and had her move her head faster until he finally shouted in pleasure and hot cum sprayed into her throat. But just as she rose, he was hard again, "I want more…"
She felt herself being shoved against the bathroom wall, and had no idea how to handle this…part of Draco. "Are you that pent up, my love?" Hessa petted his chest, nervous and suddenly very timid toward him and didn't know why…it must have been what he wanted her to be right now, he wanted to conquer and dominate.
Draco lifted her up, causing Hessa to squeak slightly, "no, I've simply tasted you and want more…a lot more. Remember what I told you last night, you'll be lucky to be able to walk when I'm done? Now. No more talking, just fucking." Hessa gasped when she felt him enter her again but she responded like he wanted her to.
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The morning came too quickly for Draco, he didn't stop having sex with Hessa until three or four in the morning. She was tucked away in his arms like she should be as far as he was concerned, and looked quite radiant. A smile came to his face, last night was orgasm after orgasm, it was a marathon of pleasure and he hoped to continue that this morning depending on how she felt…little Draco was already up and ready again.
He nudged her gently and Hessa batted her eyes open, then smiled sweetly, "how are you feeling?"
"Sore," she giggled.
"Too sore for another go?"
"Draco…," before Hessa could even protest, he was on top of her.
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Hessa was given the traditional Conk dressing to wear, and with her hair and makeup done, she looked different to herself. Draco came over and gave her the last thing she needed, the earring. It was beautifully done and had three chains on it, symbolizing the wealth of the family. He gently put it on her right ear and it sealed to her skin but it wasn't painful, "there we are." His hand lifted her chin up so he could kiss her, "now, do you need anything else?"
"I would like to see my father now," she said softly.
"Well…I…," Draco was hoping to get out of this.
"You promised, Draco."
"I know I did, it's just not a good distraction for you."
"You mean it's not good for you. You want me to forget everyone except you, I am still me, Draco, I still love my father…and I know you want to be the only man in my life."
"So what if I do!" there was his Malfoy temper, a selfish and scary temper that sent most people running. "You're mine now and you have to do as I say!"
"I'm not a toy, Draco, I'm a person! You can't make promises to people and then take it back because it isn't convenient to you! I know Malfoys aren't exactly known for keeping their word, but could you at least keep it with me," Hessa put her head down and turned away from him slightly.
Draco glared at her, then turned heel, left the room and locked the door behind him. She pounded on the door and demanded to be let out, but he wouldn't hear of it, "you'll stay in there as long as I want you to! You'll learn to listen to me and do as I say!" Hessa continued to pound on the door, yet Draco waved his hand and cast a spell that threw her back from it.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, it was all arranged for Hessa to see her father. But every since they made love, she was all he could think about and the idea of another man going near her, father or not, was more than he could bare. Draco sat down to breakfast with his mother and father, Narcissa looked around, "where is your Conk, dear?"
"She's in my room, she's being difficult," he stabbed his bacon and shoved it into his mouth.
"Why? From what I know, Draco, a Conk is rarely difficult to her master unless he had done something that went against their bond. So, my question is…what was said or done that would cause her to argue with you?"
Lucius looked at Narcissa, sometimes the woman did know how to handle things much better than he, but he wouldn't admit it. Quite frankly, he would have told the boy to straighten up and not pout.
"I promised her she could see her father," Draco snapped.
"And wasn't that already arranged?"
"I don't WANT her to see her father now!"
"Why not?"
"Because…she shouldn't be around other men. She's…she's too beautiful and Hessa doesn't know how to handle herself around the Death Eaters, I'm afraid she'll attract too much attention and get hurt."
Lucius grinned, "now I know what it is." Narcissa looked at him curiously. "It's simply jealousy of any other man being around her. Yes, we Malfoys can get slightly…aggravated where there are possibilities of other competition. Especially when we have found someone very, very special and suitable for us, we like to be the center of our women's world."
Narcissa rolled her eyes, she had forgotten when Lucius caught her talking to the half-blood, how he nearly ripped the boy's throat out, which to this day she would never understand because he never really loved her. Later he explained it as the simple fact that 'she was his now, and that's all there was to it.' That was the day he forced her to make love to him, that was her first time…she was forced, but because Lucius and her were to be wed, he decided to take his 'husbandly rights' early. She would never forgive him for that, not that it ever mattered. She was so glad Draco was more like her than his father, even Pansi said he was a gentleman to her. Narcissa didn't really like Pansi, she was obnoxious to say the least, but because her family was pure-blood and rich, an alliance was made.
She leaned in to her son, "Draco, let her see her father. It will keep her agreeable and if you apologize to her, she'll understand, just explain to her that you were jealous, that you care about her. If you swallow your pride just a little, she will be more apt to do what you tell her."
Lucius folded his arms and eyed his wife, "personally I think she should just do what he says."
Narcissa glared back at him, "YES, because that has worked for you so well in the past…the whole 'never question me' attitude." Turning back to Draco she said, "look at your father's mistakes."
Draco leaned back in his chair, "she has a point father."
Lucius glared at both of them and stood up, "YOU are both out of line." He stormed out of the room and both Narcissa and Draco grinned at each other.
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Draco went up to his room and entered to find Hessa curled up in his bed sleeping. She looked so small in it and alone. He crawled into the bed, clearly exhausted from last night still, but he found her face tearstained, she had been crying. He sighed, of course Hessa would cry, first he refuses her the right to see her father and then he bullies her again by casting something that throws her away from the door. Yes, he was very much a bully, but living with his father for sixteen years…one can only learn from the best.
"Hessa," he shook her gently. She groaned and rolled over, and looked at him, her face was neutral. "Hessa…I'm….I was, I should let you see your father. It would make you happy."
"It would," she scooted closer to him. "But why did you have to throw me from the door like that?"
"I was angry, I'll be honest, I don't like to share you, I don't want to share you."
"I know, but let me at least see my father."
"Alright, let's go."
Hessa squeaked in happiness and tackled Draco with hugs and kisses which he certainly didn't mind at all.