Draco
Upon landing in his front yard, Draco fell to his knees, quivering limbs no longer willing to support his weight as hard packed earth and pebbles dug into the rounded mass of bone and cartilage. The pain wasa welcome distraction from the memories flashing behind his eyelids. Searing contractions tore through his abdomen, every wave a sickening pulse that threatened to empty the contents of his stomach. Bellatrix stripping herself bare, the Dark Lord's gray flesh stretched taut over bone, and finally, the fear that had shone brightly in his aunt's eyes as she'd been reduced to little more than a tool in the sick fuck's game of revenge.
All of this replayed in Draco's mind on an endless loop. He could still taste the coppery tang of blood from where he'd forcefully bitten his tongue to stay silent. His stomach had cramped painfully as saliva gathered on his tongue. Only the use of Occlumency had stemmed his body's mental and physical reaction to the assault against his aunt.
If Draco hadn't already decided that defecting from the Dark Lord's ranks was in his best interest, the scene from the last hour would have convinced him. It was no longer just about what would keep him alive, if it was, he might be able to stay, but he'd surely lose not only his mind but his soul as well.
For a brief moment, ocean-blue eyes flashed in his mind, followed by a gentle touch. Why he'd think of his mother at this time he didn't know but Draco found some relief in the memory of her.
"Draco,"Theo's voice called sharply from beside him as strong fingers gripped his forearm in an unrelenting hold.
"I can't do it anymore Theo," Draco admitted hoarsely before pulling himself to his full height and meeting Theo's worried stare, his dark brows drawn together in concern.
Theo's voice trembled as he released a relieved sigh, his eyes shining with unspoken emotion they both knew Draco wasn't quite ready to hear. He was grateful for Theo at this moment. He'd stood by Draco's side through everything. Through the horrific experience of being branded, when he'd realized just how fucked his family truly was, how undeniably fractured the foundation was that their belief system had been built upon.
The sound of footsteps scuffing against the front porch pulled both alpha's focus. "Theo, Draco, you're home. Your wrackpurts seem to be multiplying at an alarming rate, Draco. I would say it was Hermione's heat causing the influx, but you've only just arrived."
He'd only been half-listening to Luna but snapped to attention at the mention of his omega. "Her heat? What the fuck happened while I was gone, Luna? Do they always come on so suddenly?" Draco's fists clenched tightly, his control over his emotions fraying quickly as he closed the distance between the eerie witch and himself.
"Oh yes, cycles are rather unpredictable for Hermione. We were having a lovely visit before she began to experience symptoms. Pansy's explanation of your emotional ineptness was very enlightening," Luna continued in that unshakably calm voice that was so uniquely her.
Draco growled agitatedly, his nails scraping his scalp as he carded his fingers through the fine strands atop his head before he gave a frustrated , he didn't have the time or patience for this.
Theo, having sensed Draco's increasing irritation, intervened. "Dove, can you tell us where Hermione is now?" The gentle cadence of Theo's tone exuded nothing but love as he took one of Luna's pale hands between his own.
"She and Pansy went upstairs to Draco's room. No doubt she is making a nest in preparation for the vigorous intercourse they'll be having for the next few days. I was grabbing a few towels from the kitchen when I saw you both arrive." Luna sniffed at the air before stepping further away from Draco and into Theo's embrace. "I think it would be best to continue our conversation another time. Your alpha is rather upset, and you reek of pheromones."
"Right." Draco exhaled heavily. Everything that had happened over the last few days, plus the events at the manor, weighed heavily on his body and mind. Now, he had to face his omega going into heat when they'd not yet had a proper conversation about what all of this meant for them. True, Granger had seemed open to accepting their bond despite their shared history, but that had been before Draco had pushed her away. He'd hoped they'd have time to discuss their past and what it meant for their future before her heat came. That would prove impossible now, but it didn't mean they couldn't figure out a few key things.
The moment Draco walked up the porch and through the front door, Granger's scent hit him full force. Adonis flowers. The smell clouded his thoughts as he moved through the house. He'd never been in a full rut before but imagined the start felt something like this. Heat gathered in his core, spreading through his abdomen and along his limbs until a pink blush covered his skin. His breath rasped through his parted lips as his chest rose and fell eagerly with every inhale of her delicious scent. Like an invisible string, it pulled him up the stairs and to the closed door of his bedroom.
"I've cast another cooling charm, and I think a cold shower will help." Draco listened as Pansy tried to comfort Granger.
"I- I know there isn't much you can do to stop the pain, but would you please stay with me, Pansy? Malfoy has made his feelings pretty clear, and I just don't want to be alone this time." Granger's muffled response sent Draco into motion, his hand closing around the metal knob and pushing against the heavy oak door.
He'd thought her scent had hung heavy in the air before, but it was nothing compared to the sucker punch he received upon stepping into his room. It hit him with the force of a Bombarda Maxima, forcing him to shake his head multiple times to dispel the cloud that had descended over his mind.
"Malfoyis back and will do what is necessary. There is no reason you should be forced through another heat alone. Not when there is an alpha to assist." Draco's gaze swept over Granger's naked body, a sheen of sweat drawing his eyes to the swell of her breasts rising and falling with each labored breath.
"Oh, how chivalrous of you,Lord I think I'll pass on your very generous offer. I don't overly enjoy having sex with people who find the idea of me abhorrent." Granger turned to face him, not an ounce of shame coating her words as she glared daggers at him.
Draco huffed in annoyance. Even in the beginning throes of her heat, she managed to defy the submissive nature that usually came naturally to omega's. "You are very good at twisting my words, Granger. I never once said I find you abhorrent or that you displeased me in any way."
"Fine. The words may have been different, but the message is the same. I may be desperate to avoid a heat alone, but not so much that I'd take someone that didn't want me. Bloody fucking hell," Granger exclaimed as she doubled over, clutching her sides before releasing a drawn-out moan, her face pinched in pain. Draco froze at the sight, his alpha urging him to take care of his omega, to ease her discomfort.
"You are an infuriating witch. Always have been. You'd rather suffer than let me help you?" Draco growled in frustration, his fingers itching to grab Granger and make her see reason. Make her see that he was trying.
"Right back at you, wizard. Now unless you have something helpful to contribute, kindly, fuck off," Granger growled as she began pacing about the room.
Pansy's eyes danced curiously between the tense alpha and omega.
"Okay...I think it's time I left you two to figure your shit out. Draco, don't be an emotionally stunted arse, and Granger, try to cut him some slack." Pansy sighed heavily before leaving them to their own devices, her black bob swaying with her determined stride.
Both alpha and omega stood before one another, arms crossed, and steely glares trained on each other. "Why should I even consider accepting your offer?" Granger finally asked after an eternity of staring him down.
Draco rolled his eyes before turning away and settling onto the edge of the bed, his fingers intertwining stiffly in his lap to avoid reaching for his omega."Would it be so hard for you to believe that I may have needed time to process the complete upheaval of my life? I had no intention of taking an .Then I found you in that cell, and everything changed. You have no idea—" Draco paused, considering his words carefully. "You've no idea what he will do when he finds out what I've done. Sue me for not instantly accepting everything as sunshine and roses when we are in a completely fucked situation."
Granger's shoulders relaxed slightly, her arms falling to her sides, but the look of desperation still shone in her eyes. Trembling fingers gripped her arms and rubbed at the flushed skin.
"Erm, would you like a shirt or something to cover up?" Draco offered, discomfort and uncertainty rattling his confident bravado. They needed to get past this, to really talk, but Draco had no idea how to go about it, and Granger's proud nakedness was not helping his brain come up with ideas.
"Is my nakedness bothering you? Tough shit if it is. I feel like I'm having a heat stroke. How the male species always gets the better end of the deal, I'll never understand," Granger grumbled, her glare insinuating thatDraco personally had something to do with her current predicament.
Draco couldn't help the blush that painted his cheeks. "It's fine. I just don't relish the idea of having a serious conversation whilst your nipples stare at me." Not that he hadn't admired them. Soft breasts, not quite a handful, but taut with a tanned peak that begged to be sampled. His cock had not stopped throbbing within the confines of his trousers since he'd picked up her scent downstairs. The sway of her breasts had done little to help ease his discomfort. He refused to let his eyes dip below her chest for fear he would lose all sense of control and pounce on her like a feral beast.
Apparently, Granger's desire to see him squirm was of far more importance than the symptoms from her heat. Because those had not dissipated, the opposite, in fact. The smell of her arousal filled the air, nearly driving Draco mad with need. "Do you plan on staring at me all night, or have you decided to accept my offer of assistance?"
"I haven't decided if I believe you. Wouldn't it have been easier just to say, 'Hey, Granger, this is a big change; I need some time to think.' Rather than storming out and being a dramatic prat in the process," Granger said in a poor imitation of his voice, furthering Draco's impatience with the witch as she waved her hand flippantly in his direction.
Where was the omega desperate to please her alpha?Draco instantly silenced the thought, knowing he was at fault for her current bout of stubbornness and even if submissiveness was natural to omega's, it definitely wasn't to Granger.
Draco decided at that moment that letting himself feel again was incredibly inconvenient. Frustration and guilt continued to assault him, tightening in his gut as he forced himself to continue answering Granger's questions. "That would have been easier but that's rather simplifying things."
"How so?" Granger questioned, her pacing bringing her closer to him. If he just lifted his hand he could feel if the heat radiating from her in waves would scorch his fingertips.
"My alpha and I…we've not been on the best of terms," Draco admitted as his eyes followed her every movement. The scent of her arousal beat against his skull like the banging of a drum. He yanked at the high collar around his neck, anything to relieve the pressure building within him. His alpha instincts screamed at him to listen, to do what he was biologically programmed to do.
Take
Claim omega
Mine
Mine
MINE
"Because of me?" Granger asked, a shiver running visibly through her body as she turned to look at him. Her piercing brown eyes stole his breath with their intensity. The need to take care of her, to end her suffering, became nearly impossible to ignore as Draco met her stare.
"No... no, it wasn't your fault. We've never been on good terms. I've chosen to serve under someone weaker than myself in my alpha's eyes, and then I turned my back on you. I've always felt the need to smother that side of myself in the name of self-preservation. The last few days have just been icing on top of the cake."
"I see…so alpha doesn't find me...displeasing?" Granger said, sounding more hopeful than she had thus far.
"On the contrary. He's rather taken with you and has been right pissed at me for….ignoring...that part of myself," Draco admitted a bit sheepishly, no part of this conversation being easy for him, but owning up to his own failings as an alpha in such a pivotal moment was by far the most difficult.
"That part of yourself?" Granger asked, her brow quirked in question.
"I'm not used to talking about all of this, Granger," Draco snipped, his irritation and desire bubbling to the surface despite his efforts to squash it.
"Well, I need you to fucking try because I have to understand before I trust you with my body when I'm at my most vulnerable. Get over your inability to talk about these things and figure it out," Granger snapped, her body beginning to tremble as her pupils dilated and her chest rose and fell with
Draco stood to his full height, closing the distance between them before gripping Granger's shoulders in his hands. The heat from her body thrummed against his palms as Draco finally satisfied his curiosity. Even though his fingers didn't burn where he gripped his omega, the insatiable desire within his chest flamed to new heights, engulfing Draco and drowning him with its intensity. A growl rumbled deep in his chest, vibrating through his limbs. "Salazars fucking ballsack, woman! Yes. I am inept when it comes to talking about my feelings. Yes, I want you, and yes, my alpha wants you. I've wanted you since the moment I smelled you. Is this something that is going to get me killed? Most likely. Do I care? Not really. Fuck. If I didn't want you, do you really think I'd be here offering myself up?"
Instead of cowering in response to his lashing out, Granger's back straightened further, and she met his gaze unflinchingly. "Godrick! Was that so hard? Did your black heart shrivel up from telling someone that you actually care about something?" Granger huffed, eyes blazing with fury as she shoved at his chest. The heat from her skin burning where her small hands pushed against him.
"Godsfuckingdamnit witch! Do you have to be so bloody combative all the time?" Draco nearly yelled, struggling to control his temper as he gripped her wrists.
"I'm not being combative, I'm being honest." Granger sniffed haughtily.
Honest my fucking arse. Punishing him was more like question was, did he take it like a good dog or fight back? Draco smirked in response to his own question.
"Do you want to know what I think, little omega?" Draco's demeanor shifted as he lifted his finger and tipped her head back to meet his gaze. Desire boiled low in his belly as he watched her tongue dart out and trace those soft pink lips. He swallowed back the urge to do the same with his own tongue. "I think you want me to take control." Draco let his hand trace along Granger's jaw until his fingers gripped the small column of her neck, her pulse pounding beneath his fingertips. "I think you want me to fuck that pretty little cunt until you feel the stretch of my knot."
"Fuck you," Granger spat angrily even as her pulse raced beneath Draco's fingertips and her pupils blew wide.
"My perfect little omega. Do you want alpha to take care of you? Just say the word Granger and I'm yours," Draco taunted. His omega was one of the strongest and most independent witches he knew but she was also one of the most stubborn. Bowing down and playing nice wasn't what she truly wanted or needed. No,hisomega needed an alpha that was willing to meet her fire with gasoline.
"Fuck me then, Malfoy. This is what you want, isn't it? A warm place to sink your prick over and over? Well, here I am, already dripping for your perfect alpha cock." Venom-filled words flew from her lips like daggers.
There she smirked in response to her goading. "Nice try, Granger, but that isn't going to work. I need to hear it. I need you to say thatyouwant this. I won't be the villain who just takes what he desires. I like my partners to be willing. Sound familiar?"
The sharpness around Granger's eyes softened as she let out a soft whimper, her body leaning into his hold around her throat. "I need you alpha. I want to be good."
"No,"Draco barked as he let his hand fall and took a step back, alpha growling at the loss of 're not getting off that easy, witch."Youwillanswer me, Granger, and not under an omega me!" He wasn't sure it would work, but Draco forced as much authority in his tone, hoping to bring Granger back from the brink. Knowing once she fell into the recesses of her mind, she'd most likely be gone for the duration of her heat.
Moments passed with Draco just watching her eyes dancing between lucid and hazy, an internal war raging between the stubborn witch and her omega. Finally, her lips lifted in a smirk as she leveled him with a challenging look, one brow quirking slightly before she closed the distance between them.
Draco's hands instinctively reached out to grip the back of Granger's thighs as she leaped into his arms. Shivers ran down his spine as fingers fisted the hair at the nape of his neck a moment before her lips crashed into his. That pink tongue he'd desperately watched earlier plunged through his defenses, licking along the seam of his mouth before demanding entrance.
Oh, Gods! I'll never get enough of this. Never tire of the taste of swore as her tongue teased his before nipping and licking up his jaw.
Draco had never felt so hazy after a kiss, his cock straining tightly against his trousers as his hands gripped the plush globes of her arse.
"Was that enough of a yes for you Malfoy or is further explanation required?"
"Mine," Draco growled before latching his lips to hers in a furious kiss. Their teeth clacked with the ferocity with which they consumed one another, desperate moans filling the air as they nipped hungrily at each other.
"Wanted to-"
Fucking hell, she tastes divine.
"Taste you since-"
Such perfect tits. I'm going to taste those next.
"The moment I smelled you," Draco admitted as he tasted every bit of exposed skin his lips could reach. His hands slapped against the wall on either side of her head as he pressed her back firmly against the hardwood. His hips supported her weight as he ground against her core.
"Alpha, I need you," his omega begged, her hands gripping his shoulders as she rocked her hips against the length of his clothed cock.
Feels so fucking good.
Such a sweet perfect little omega. Fuck she's absolutely drenched for growled as he thrust forward, her back slamming against the wall from the force of it. A satisfied moan vibrated through him as his omega lapped at that sweet spot on his neck.
"I'll take care of you," Draco cooed as his hands gripped her arsecheeks once more, easily lifting her as he walked backward toward the bed. After withdrawing his wand, he vanished his clothing, his skin warming with the only barrier between them gone.
"Look at you, my perfect little omega. Dripping all over me. Can you be good for me and sit on your alpha's cock?" Draco purred, one hand spanned over the base of her spine and the other tugging and pinching at a taut nipple.
Good fucking internally praised as Granger's legs spread wide, her perfect breasts nearly level with his lips as she arched her back and braced her palms on his knees. He couldn't resist but wrap his lips around one of the pebbled buds, his tongue flicking as he held the tender flesh between his teeth.
"Ineedto be good for my alpha. Please let me be good for you."
Draco's hands fell to the supple flesh of her arse again, gripping it between his fingers as he controlled the slide of her slick folds over his cock.
"You are sweetheart. So so good."She was absolutely didn't hold much value in pretty words, even as a kid she'd had a sharp tongue and high standards, but his omega was different. She was the part of Granger that needed praise, needed to feel cherished. This wasn't something that had ever come easily to Draco. Harsh words meant to sting had always been more natural. But at this moment, this scarred woman who didn't let the cruelty of their world douse her flame, all Draco wanted to do was offer praise. To paint over her scars with whispered words of awe and devotion. Not to erase the horrors that she'd experienced because that could never be. But to tattoo new meaning and feeling over every mark from her past.
Suddenly something shifted in Granger. Every ounce of emotion draining from her face, her lips settled in a flat line and the heat in her eyes vanished, a cold look of hopelessness washing over her. Her complete lack of expression chilled Draco to the bone.
"They're gone," she muttered, her voice devoid of feeling.
There was a familiarity to Granger's countenance. The sudden shift in mood and the lack of logic in her words alerted Draco to an episode from her omega sickness. The first time he'd witnessed that faraway look it had been more dreamlike, being near Draco seemed to offer some semblance of comfort. Now, she appeared to be closing in on herself. How many different ways had his omega learned to protect herself and how could he help her through it?
Draco raised a hand, cupping the back of Granger's head as he forced her to meet his gaze. "Who is gone, omega?" he asked, letting a fraction of his alpha's influence coat his words.
Flat brown eyes flicked haphazardly around the room, chasing invisible monsters as she rested her cheek against Draco's palm. Her skin wasstill warm but that anticipation that had buzzed like a current over her body had vanished. "Us. All the pieces sliced . Cut, cut. Stitches put us back together. Over and over. Such anuglyomega." Every eerily emotionless word hit his chest with the force of a hammer striking steel, but instead of cracking the organ into pieces, it hardened his resolve to eviscerate every last monster responsible for her pain.
"Listen to me," Draco ordered, taking Granger's chin firmly between his fingers as he forced those lifeless brown eyes to meet the molten silver of his own. "Every scar," his fingers traced the faded lines over her cheek. "Tells me exactly how strong my omega is."
"My perfect omega who survived unsurmountable cruelty." He gripped either side of her abdomen, feeling each bone beneath his fingertips.
"My omegais the most beautiful thing in this wholefucked upworld. Can't you see that darling? Can't youfeelwhat you to do me?" Draco took her hands and pressed one over his racing heart, the other along the gland at his neck, his pulse dancing beneath her touch. "You are a fucking warrior,despitetheir best efforts to destroy you."
Whatever clutches had sunk their claws into Granger seemed to retract. Warmth replaced the look of lifelessness that had dulled her normally vibrant eyes. "Wha- What happened alpha?"
"It's okay, my little warrior. You went away for a little while, but I have you back now and I'm going to take care of you. I'll always take care of you," Draco vowed while he smoothed away the worry lines with his thumb, the soft creases gathering at the corner of her eyes as she nipped at her bottom lip. Even if he never shackled her life to his, he would always be there for his omega. A shadow to her light offering his protection in any form she would have it.
"Please,alpha," Granger begged sweetly, the need that had been doused by her episode returning tenfold as heat rippled over her skin like an electric current.
Claiming her lips in a kiss meant to possess, Draco marveled once more at the impossibly sweet taste of his omega. He swallowed the soft little mewls that poured from her lips to his as he dipped his hand between them. A groan escaped Draco, the sound feral and impossible to contain as his fingers slid along the slick folds of her cunt.
" 're so wet. Can't wait to feel this perfect cunt squeeze my cock." Draco's hips rocked with every slide of his fingers through her slick heat, his fingers curling and thrusting as he prepared his omega for the stretch of his knot.
"Yes. I need it. Now ."
Desire warred with patience as Draco dipped his hand between their bodies, taking his weeping cock in hand before stroking from root to tip. The thick pink head glistened as he coated himself in her arousal before notching himself against the slick heat of her core.
On a shaky breath, Draco slowly rocked his hips eliciting a drawn-out mewl from Granger as her heat enveloped him inch by agonizing inch.
"Uhm- oh- oh my gods, please Alpha! I need more." Granger cried out, the flutter of her walls sending shivers up her spine. The determined rock of her hips had Draco reaching for the dip of her waist to slow the pace of her movements.
"Don't…want…to hurt…you." Draco ground out between clenched teeth as he struggled to keep himself from pounding into the welcoming heat of her perfect cunt. Part of him wanted nothing more than to snap the thin band of control and pump into her until his omega screamed his name while milking his body of every last drop of come.
"Alpha…you won't hurt me. I need this. I was made for this. Made foryou," Granger begged, her legs wrapping around his hips as sheground herself against him, her walls enveloping him further as she wriggled against him.
Fucking demanding even in the throes of .
His control vanished like a puff of smoke, her pleas stroking the primal part of Draco that drove him to snap his hips forward until he was buried to the hilt. A scream erupted from his omega's throat, halting Draco's movements as he watched tears gather in her eyes and fall down her cheeks. "Thank you. Thank you,thank you," Granger gasped around choked sobs. "The pain is gone. The pain never goes away," she cried as her fingers linked behind his neck, the warmth of her breath skating over Draco's chest as she nuzzled against him.
Like a fault line, something cracked in Draco's chest, a tight ball lodging in his throat at the level of emotion pouring from the open wound. Years of survival instinct demanded he shove the feelings down, never letting anyone see his weakness.
Draco rolled his hips, the head of his cock reaching a deeper angle, pulling a strangled cry of pleasure from his omega before he began to thrust in earnest. His gaze never strayed from her face as he eagerly cataloged every moment of pleasure that passed over her features. Sweat gathered at his brow, trickling over his temple as Granger's lips formed an o-shape, her back arching harshly as her soft breasts pressed against his chest.
"Bloody fucking hell, omega. Do you see how well you take my cock? I'm going to come right here." Draco groaned before placing his palm on the flat of her belly. The action had Granger clamping around his cock. Sharp teeth sunk into his shoulder, muffling the sounds of her screams as he tried to fuck every pain-filled memory of her prior heats out of her mind and body.
A sound filled the room, it did not float past Granger's lips, no it was ripped from her very core in its animalistic nature. Draco found himself whimpering in response to her screams, her body nearly convulsing from the intensity of her release. He could only stare in awe as her eyes squeezed shut and her thin arms clung to his shoulders like a life raft.
Draco's arms shook not from exhaustion but from the enormity offeelingrushing through him. His thoughts werea chaotic jumble of desire that urged him in a million different directions. He wanted to tell his omega how beautiful she was as she came undone around him. He wanted to worship every scar, every bruise. Press his lips along every rib, showing her just how singular she was in his eyes. All of thehorrible things that had been done to her did not make her ugly. When he looked at his omega and saw the dark shadows beneath her eyes, the violent history painted over her skin, the absence of her cinnamon curls, he was awed. When Draco saw all of these things he saw a warrior. Not a woman who had been broken but one who learned how to survive despite the odds. Granger didn't need Draco to save her, that was obvious. But he was grateful that he was the one to take away her pain for just a little while, even if he didn't deserve the chance.
I'll never let anyone hurt you again. My witch."So, fucking beautiful. I'll never have enough," Draco whispered as his lips imprinted his devotion into the contours of her body in a way only a lover could. Draco tasted her skin, licking and kissing along her collarbone, between the valley of her breasts, staring transfixed as goosebumps erupted over her flesh when his index finger trailed along her hip and up her thigh. He could watch her body's response to his touch all day and never tire of it.
His omega met every touch with enthusiasm, her body lifting in anticipation of his caress. Her back arched into his palm as he rolled a nipple between his fingers. Her lips crashed into his, both whimpering from the ferocity of their mutual desire as they claimed one another in every way but one. Draco teased the gland along her neck until it was swollen, sucking and nipping as he savored the taste of his omega.
A growl rumbled through Draco's chest, and his vision turned hazy as the slick between Granger's thighs changed. It thinned and the floral scent of her grew stronger and filled the air. A tightening sensation began at the base of his spine, spreading further with every quick snap of his hips.
"You're so good for me. So wet and warm as you grip my cock with your perfect pussy. Such a perfect omega," Draco praised as he laid an open-mouthed kiss on her neck, her pulse jumping beneath his tongue, the salty taste of sweat mixing with the utterly devastating flavor of omega pheromones designed just for him.
"I want to be good for you alpha. Please let me be good for you," Granger begged with those big chocolate eyes as her pretty pink lips parted in ecstasy.
"Can you be a good girl and come on my knot, sweetheart? Squeeze me so tight as I fill you full of my release?" Draco gripped his omega's neck in a tight hold, holding her firmly against the mattress as he readied himself to fuck his seed deep into her womb. Every primitive instinct screaming at him to bite, to feel the sweet taste of her spread over his tongue as he punctured that perfect spot between her shoulder and neck.
"Yes! I need my alpha to fill me."The sight of his omega nearly sobbing with need had Draco reeling, the base of his cock swelling as he struggled to push past her tight opening. His hips stuttered to a stop, muscles clenching tightly as he froze from the intensity of his release.
"Fuck! Omega, take everything. Take all of me," Draco gasped as stars danced behind his eyelids, ropes of come leaking from his body in a seemingly never-ending orgasm.
"Yes, alpha! I'll be so good for you." His omega keened as her walls convulsed around him, her second release no less intense than the first.
An anguished cry tore through Draco's throat. A need like he'd never known pulsed through his veins, washing away everything he understood about himself, everything he knew about this world until the only thing left was a bone-deep knowledge that the omega in his arms was now the center of his universe. Even though he knew this realization to be true, Draco knew he could never truly make her his. He belonged to her, from the best parts of himself to the most gruesome, he was hers, but she could never be his. Draco could live with that. He could be content with the knowledge that he would see her through her heats until someone more worthy could take his place. His alpha howled in rage at the thought of anyone else touching any of the scars adorning her beautiful skin.
"Mine!" Draco growled desperately, saying the words he didn't truly believe before sinking his teeth into the skin of her neck, narrowly avoiding the gland that would have marked her as his permanently. His seed spilled deep within her as they clung tightly to one another. Arms trembling and breaths heavy as they shared mutual cries of pleasure.
Silence settled around them as Draco rolled to his back, pulling Granger along with him. He pulled his hips back gently, testing the spot where they remained connected. A tugging sensation pulled at his sack as his omega's walls fluttered at the movement, a soft sound of protest tumbling from her lips as she nuzzled into his neck. A shaky breath left Draco as he listened to the sleepy noises Granger made, resting against his chest, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck while she fell into a deep slumber, her body no doubt exhausted from her first assisted heat.
Despite his exhaustion, sleep eluded Draco. He bounced between, trailing his fingers over Granger's body, feeling each knot in her spine, counting the freckles on the inside of her arm, and laying featherlight kisses on her scalp. Touching her was compulsive, a need driven by biology or possibly fear. Fear that this was all a dream and the omega he'd conjured would vanish in the blink of an eye.
Draco painstakingly pulled his eyes from a newly discovered cluster of freckles along the back of Granger's neck. The sound of a soft knock at his bedroom door pulled him from the mental list he'd created of all the places he wanted to explore and taste his omega's body. With a tentative pull of his hips, Draco felt himself slip loose from Granger's heat, their mixed arousal pooling between their bodies.
"Alpha…" Granger mumbled softly as Draco carefully turned to his side, his arms wrapped securely around the curve of her waist, and he nestled his omega's head against a pillow. A surge of unfamiliar reluctance needling at his instincts, every inch between him and his omega caused his gut to tighten painfully.
Upon cracking the door open he found an assortment of food laid out on a platter along with a basket of small vials. After grabbing both items and depositing them on his nightstand, he glanced at his sleeping omega, the worry he seemed to carry for the little witch a constant itch beneath his skin.
Amongst the vials, Draco found a folded bit of parchment.
Draco,
I've bought you some time with the Dark Lord. Apparently, you've received word about a potential Order safehouse location and you'll be investigating for a few days. Hopefully, it's enough. I know you'll roll your eyes at this next bit but please, if you ever listen to anything I say, let it be this. Let yourself have this. This isn't a battle for you to fight, it's a small piece of light you can allow yourself in this dark world we inhabit.
-Theo
Dracodidroll his eyes, knowing Theo meant well but also knowing it wasn't that simple. Things never were. He grabbed one of the sapphire vials and uncorked it, recognizing it as one of the hydration potions, before repeating the process with an emerald green vial filled with nourishing potion. He hadn't known Theo had kept such things on hand but shouldn't have been surprised considering how long they'd searched for Luna. He was grateful Theo'd had the foresight to prepare for such things.
"What the fuck am I going to do?" Draco muttered into the void, hoping his words found purchase somewhere and the universe blessed him with an answer to their problems.
"Alpha…nooo…always alone…alone…itburns," Granger cried, her body curling tightly in on itself as she released a broken whimper, the sound constricting around Draco's heart like a vise.
Draco rushed to her side, wrapping a hand around his omega's waist and pulling her back to his chest, his skin instantly warming at the contact.
"Shh, I'm here, omega. I'll take care of you," Draco cooed, the assurances falling easily from his lips as he brought his hand to the apex of her thighs, her body relaxing the moment their bodies connected. "So wet for me already baby. Open your legs for alpha."
Granger threw a leg over Draco's hip as she shifted to her back, the warm brown of her eyes nearly eclipsed by the black of her irises.
"Such a good girl," Draco praised, his fingers stroking along the seam of her swollen lips before dipping into the heat of her core.
"Be good for alpha. Make alpha so happy. Be a good omega," Granger chanted, her voice taking on that eerie quality he now associated with omega sickness.
"Stay with me, sweet girl. I'm right here. Focus on my touch," Draco instructed before taking Granger's wrist in hand and placing a featherlight kiss along her racing pulse point where the smell of adonis flowers clung to her skin the strongest, the fragrance forevermore tattooed in his mind. He licked and sucked at the gland until the mewls filling the air were ones of desperate desire and not the cries of an omega lost to the sorrowful delirium of her illness.
After a few more measured thrusts of his fingers, Draco pulled back, sitting up so the soft globes of Granger's arse pressed against the front of his thighs.
"Do you realize how incredibly sexy these scars are? How mad they drive me? Knowing how strong my omega is, knowing howfierceshe is?" Draco purred, his voice velvety soft as he gripped Granger's hips, his fingers digging into the forgiving flesh. "Merlin, finding you in my bed last night I wanted nothing more than to climb between these perfect thighs and bury my face in your cunt. Fuck you with my mouth until you came all over my tongue."
Will I ever get enough of this?Draco questioned as Granger's needy mewls and shaky breaths filled the space around them, her back arching off the mattress as she ground her hips along his length. "Would you like that omega? Coming all over your alpha's face? Your slick dripping from my lips?" Another possessive growl tore its way from Draco's chest as he licked his lips, imagining it was her arousal he tasted. "Fuck I can't wait any longer."
Draco's cock pulsed as molten heat surrounded his length, Granger's body eagerly parting for him as her thighs wrapped around his hips. The new angle allowed the soft ridge around the head of his cock to catch along that perfect spot deep in her core. He watched enviously as Granger's fingers pinched and pulled at her pert nipples, his fingers itching to do the same. The desire to taste her again wasa need he couldn't deny as he dropped her hips, his fingers tangling with hers as he continued to rip cries of ecstasy from her body with every roll of his hips.
"Please, alpha. I need your knot!" Granger begged sweetly, the pleasure from receiving her wanton submission had Draco's balls tightening as they slapped against the flesh of her arse. With every plunge of his cock into her fluttering walls he felt the knot start to grow but he refused to succumb to his desire just yet.
"I know what you need omega," Draco purred, his lips skating over hers as his tongue darted out, licking along the seam, swallowing every guttural moan that followed.
"Come."
"On."
"My."
"Fucking."
"Cock."
As he spoke the last word, he wrapped his lips around a taut nipple and .An animalistic scream vibrated through Granger's chest and along Draco's tongue as he continued to flick the bud held tight between his teeth. It took every bit of focus not tocombine her release with his own and empty every last drop of come into his omega's more than-eager cunt. But he had plans and being stuck together would not be conducive to said plans.
Draco pulled back, his cock weeping from the loss of connection as he slid down her ,he thought before running his nose along swollen pink lips, his lungs expanding as he savored the heady aroma from her release. Hunger lanced through his gut like a knife as he took that first sinful taste. Like a starving man before a feast, Draco whimpered. A sound he didn't bother to her see how badly I need this. How badly I need her.
The sounds tumbled past his lips, no sign of slowing as he lapped greedily at her core. Alternating between sucking at deliciously puffy lips, licking long wet stripes along her slit, her juices coating his tongue and Draco savoring every drop.
"So, fucking good. Can't stop," he whined before circling and flicking at her clit, his flawless omega whimpering at every pass of his tongue.
Need more.
Plunging two fingers between spread thighs, he curled them along the roof of her cunt, feeling that spongy spot that had her screaming for him all over again. Draco kept a brutal pace, relentless in his pursuit to have more of her. Granger's thighs quivered as she clamped around his head, her upper body curling toward him as she seemingly fought the onslaught of pleasure that was surely washing over her sensitive nerves like a tidal wave.
"Your pleasure is mine, omega. Don't fight it. Come for e for me,"Draco barked before continuing his assault against her clit with his tongue as his fingers continued to curl relentlessly against that sweet spot, the lewd sound of his fingers wetly fucking her only adding to his arousal.
"ALPHA!" Granger shrieked before a surge of arousal coated his lips, his tongue eagerly lapping at her until he'd greedily consumed everything. Draco continued to lav at her center, the act no longer sexual but comforting in nature until Granger's breath evened out and the soft mewls no longer fell from her lips.
Warmth spread through Draco's chest as he wiped a hand across his lips, his eyes traveled up as he watched her succumb to exhaustion. He felt his gaze soften at the rise and fall of her chest. Every puff of air that passed her lips was a breath of life-sustaining Draco.
After watching her sleep for a few more moments, he gathered a nourishing and hydration potion for them both. Consuming his quickly before taking Granger into his arms and slowly pouring the potions into her mouth. Watching carefully as she swallowed bit by bit until both vials had been emptied.
Time ceased to exist as Draco lost himself to his omega. His senses completely focused on fulfilling her every need. Even if the Dark Lord killed him tomorrow, he swore he'd carry the taste of her through this life and the next. Something that would haunt him until their souls united once more, perhaps in a more peaceful world where blood status didn't matter.
In the moments where hands were no longer grasping, breath wasn't skating over damp skin, and unkeepable promises were whispered against swollen lips, Draco watched his little warrior sleep. If his body weren't made for this, he'd surely have collapsed from exhaustion at this point. It had been an endless cycle of enticing his omega to consume the hydration and nourishing potions, taking them himself and keeping up with her body's needs. When Granger wasn't begging for his touch, she was sleeping. In these quiet moments, Draco drifted between resting beside her and watching, waiting for his omega to need him again. Perhaps she always would, but the darkest part of him knew that just wasn't true.