Chapter Thirty Nine
The tipsy couple arrived back at their suite, arm in arm. They had enjoyed a wonderful boat ride in the snow back to their hotel, Draco had pointed out some of his favourite parts of Venice as they passed by them, snuggled up together.
"You are silly," Hermione said as they stumbled into their room, "of course there aren't sharks in the Grande Canal!"
"I swear I saw a dorsal fin just now." Draco said laughing, "but don't worry I'll protect you." His eyes twinkled with mischief, "it was huge!" he laughed, "it could have swallowed Hagrid in one gulp!"
"Give it a rest Draco," Hermione giggled, giving him a playful shove, "I'm not biting."
"No... but the sharks are! Grrrr!" Draco made a lunge towards Hermione growling, he opened his mouth and pretended to bite her. He nibbled at her neck and then picked her up and threw her onto the bed. Pouncing above her and landing with his legs and arms either side of hers. Hermione laughed and the two of them gazed into one another's eyes. Their playful expressions vanished to be replaced by a look of intense passion. Draco bent forwards to kiss Hermione hard on the lips and Hermione accepted his tongue with a hunger she didn't know she possessed. Draco raised himself up onto his knees and began to remove his upper layer of clothing, he took off his jacket and threw it with abandon across the room and then Hermione joined him, feverishly undoing his shirt buttons, then he slipped the shirt off to reveal his washboard stomach and powerful upper body. Hermione drank him in, her pupils dilating, her breathing becoming rapid and her heartbeat increasing. She pushed herself up on her arms and began to kiss and caress his gorgeous body. Draco held her head, twining his fingers in her hair as he moaned in blissful acceptance of his muse's passion. He then lowered his hands down Hermione's back and felt for the bottom of her sweater and pulled it upwards. Hermione allowed Draco to remove the garment and raised her arms to make it easier for him. She laid back down before him, bare breasted and ready for him to take her. He smothered her upper body with sensual lingering kisses. Hermione closed her eyes and allowed herself to let go. She let out quiet gasps and moans as her pleasure increased and Draco traced a path of sweet kisses down her flat stomach, over her navel and towards the waistline of Hermione's jeans. He unbuttoned and unzipped them and Hermione raised her hips off the bed to allow him to slide them down her slender legs. Draco then removed his own trousers and Hermione could see how much he wanted her. He crawled back up her body and again kissed her delicate neck.
"Make love to me." Hermione whispered, and Draco was more than willing to oblige.
Their bodies moved in blissful unity, each of them reading the other's movements with natural intuition. The magic between them crackled with electricity for more than two hours. After which time both of them were fulfilled and contented. They laid back under the canopy of the luxurious bed, hot and sweaty but euphoric. Hermione leant over and kissed Draco's bare chest before resting her head upon it, and soon the two of them slept a deep satisfied sleep.