Draco was practically purring in satisfaction. It took one soft growl from him for her to just stand there and let him right her clothes after he finally allowed her feet to touch the ground again. He almost growled again when she lifted her hands, thinking she was going to take this away from him until he realised she was returning the favour and buttoning his shift for him. The alpha in him was preening at the affection.

He pulled her close and she gave a nod before they Apparated to his suite in the manor. He held her just a moment longer before reluctantly releasing her.

"I need to check on my guests. But please make yourself comfortable. These rooms are yours for as long as you choose to be here," he murmured, giving her one last bruising kiss before tearing himself away.

Hermione breathed a sigh as she looked around the room filled with dark greys and black. It wasn't what she expected but at the same time it made sense. When her eyes landed on the large bed with a mahogany frame she felt her heartbeat quicken. Anticipation started settling in her nerves and her temperature started to flare.

Oh she was going into another round. She could feel the logic start to seep away.

He's left her…why did he leave? Maybe he didn't want her after all?

No, Hermione reasoned with herself. He would be back. He said he would be.

It was too hot for her now and she tore her shirt and bralette off, relaxing as the cold air hit her skin. It was only a moment of a reprieve before she felt the warmth begin radiating from her again. The ache between her legs started to thrum and it was on the precipice of unbearable.

And he'd only been gone a few minutes.

Hermione started pacing in the rooms. She debated going to take a cold shower but growled at herself. That would remove his scent and she certainly didn't want that.

His scent!

She quickly found the closet and immediately felt more at ease as she was engulfed in his smell. She picked one of his dress shirts and slipped her arms through, inhaling deeply and feeling the dizziness subside for a moment. Hermione felt a concern beginning as she wondered why this heat was different from her previous one.

Since her presentation occurred six months ago, she would almost overdose on a suppressant potion and lock herself in her flat for those few days until it passed. Harry and Ron had each offered to help her through if needed but she always denied. Especially now since they both already found their omegas. Hermione felt like she'd be trespassing on their bonds.

The last couple heats were practically catastrophic as she pictured Malfoy—no, Draco every time she got herself off. She caught herself almost either writing to him or physically going to him to request he help.

Oh that would've been embarrassing…

Now though…she looked around the suite and smiled to herself at the turn of events. Her smile faded though as the thrumming turned to a throb and Hermione shucked off her trousers standing in the middle of Draco's rooms in nothing but his dress shirt and her knickers.

The door opened and Hermione felt her breath catch as Draco walked back into the room before he froze at the sight of her. The door closed with a snap and he slowly stalked towards her. Her mind started to leave her again as the smell of the alpha started to overwhelm her.

No, not the alpha.

If she had a say he would be her alpha after this.

Her breaths turned to small pants as he stopped in front of her, tilting her head up to look at him.

"Beautiful," he murmured and raised a hand to tuck a curl behind her ear. He hummed in approval when she nuzzled her cheek against his palm. "Such a good little omega. Staying here like a good girl. The other alphas could smell you."

She growled and narrowed her eyes at him earning a chuckle.

"No, I would never let any of them have you," he grabbed a fistful of her hair at the back of her head and pulled her closer, baring her neck as he lowered his mouth to her. "You're mine."

She whimpered as he nipped at her ear and placed soft kisses along her jaw. The haze on her mind started to turn to a fog as she stepped closer to Draco, pressing herself fully against him.

It just wasn't enough. She wanted him inside her. Filling her.

Her alpha.

Hermione ran her hands up his chest and started to pull at the buttons. He chuckled and pulled away, instructing her to lay on the bed. He watched with a hum of satisfaction as she lay down, propped on her elbows, hair splayed out across his sheets. She bit her lip as she watched him slowly undo the buttons of his shirts, sliding it down his arms and baring the lean muscles to her gaze. Her mouth watered at the sight.

Draco undressed slowly and with purpose, enjoying the way she would unconsciously press her legs together and lick her lips as her eyes roved over him. He kicked off his shoes and kneeled on the bed, undoing his belt and trousers, hovering over her just slightly. Hermione looked him over appreciatively and pushed her chest out to him, to offer. He grinned and leaned forward, hands on either side of her and licked a trail from her belly button up through the valley between her breasts.

Hermione keened at the contact and let her head fall back as her alpha gave each breast his full attention. He'd pushed the shirt aside, careful to keep it up on her shoulders, and was enjoying the tiny moans coming from her as he properly inspected each breast and nipple with his tongue and teeth. Draco wasn't fully satisfied until there were several light marks across her skin, telling anyone who saw that she was his for the moment.

He wished it would be longer than this moment.

"Draco," she whispered softly and he left a trail of kisses on his way down her torso, stopping just above the band of her kickers.

She canted her hips once and he chuckled, nipping at her hip.

"Patience," he growled and she whimpered for him.

Before Hermione could have another thought, Draco had swiftly pulled her knickers down her legs and splayed her open for his viewing. She couldn't even manage to blush at the intense stare he was giving her because her need for him to take her already was becoming overwhelming.

He hummed in appreciation, "This is all for me?"

She nodded quickly and bit her lip as his fingers dragged lazily up her thigh. "Yes," she whimpered.

"And you haven't touched yourself since we left the orchards?"

She shook her head, "N-no. I waited."

He grinned and pressed against her clit as a reward. "Such a good little omega for me. Waiting so patiently."

Hermione couldn't help but press her head back into the mattress as Draco lowered his head and bestowed kisses along her thigh, following the path his fingers had just been. Her breathing picked up as she felt him getting ever so closer to her center. Ever so closer to where she wanted him. Where she needed him.

"Draco-"

Words failed her as he gave one long lick up through her folds. Draco purred loudly and looked up at her with a sly grin.

"Eyes on me, pet." She shuddered and his grin grew. "Eyes on me while I enjoy this feast you've presented me."

She didn't dare look away, fearing he would stop and leave her wanting. But she didn't know if that was worse than the sight before her. Draco Malfoy was currently devouring her, alternating between licking and sucking on her clit. She felt her eyes begin to roll back when his tongue pushed through and curled upwards just so. She kept her hands firmly twisted in the sheets and stayed up on her elbows, still not daring to look away.

Draco kept his eyes on hers the entire time he feasted upon her.

The tight knot that had started in her belly was increasing tremendously every time he curled his tongue inside her. She knew he was silver tongued but this was something entirely devilish. Hermione's mouth fell open when she felt two fingers enter her alongside that tongue. With a few quick pumps, she felt her world shatter and a scream tore from her throat.

She couldn't stop her eyes closing and her head slamming against the mattress as her body convulsed through her orgasm. She was vaguely aware of Draco murmuring words to her and feeling her body being lifted and readjusted on the mattress.

When her vision and mind came back through the haze, he was laying beside her, holding her close and waiting. She felt her heart clench at the sight of him, remembering how she had daydreamed about this before and realising that it was only for this short time it would be in her grasp.

She would treasure it dearly.

"Alright, Granger?"

"Hermione," she muttered with a huff and he grinned again. She would love to see that grin every day.

"Ah, so she's back with us now," he said softly and tucked some hair away from her face, gently caressing her cheek. He seemed to be absentmindedly affectionate and Hermione wasn't about to complain. "No second thoughts?"

She shook her head.

"Have I made the great Hermione Granger speechless?"

"Of course not, you prat," she smiled and nipped at his jaw, earning her a laugh. "Though I'm still waiting."

"Enlighten me."

She raised a brow and he smirked.

"Oh, pet. You just wait. We're not done yet."