The Alpha Dynasty (Sequel to MARKED FOR DESTINY) (Book 2 of 2)

1. The Longest Honeymoon

After leaving their reception, Harry and Draco made their way to an exclusive room, that nobody knew about.  Harry had done his homework on this, and had made sure that they were not to be followed or found, no matter what the circumstances.  And for this he was glad.  He wanted Draco all to himself, and by Merlin, he was going to get him.  The room was inside Hogwarts, and had been decorated and constructed for their needs only.  When they were to leave, it would disappear, leaving no trace of them.

He remembered the look of awe on everyone's faces when he and his husband had become wolves, and smiled at the memory.  Draco was a beautiful man, and an even more beautiful Animagus.  Their walk through the forest had all the animals bowing down to them, and it was surreal.  It was something that he would cherish forever.  His guards had followed them, and he knew they would do this always.

But the memory that had him reeling and growling softly was that of the new markings on his back.  The chain links and the rings that had come to him when he and Draco were sharing their third dance.  He had lied to Draco telling him that it wasn't painful, when in actual fact it had been, but he didn't want him to worry.  The pain was bearable and short lived anyway, so no harm done.  The etchings on his back spoke of their love, and while even without it, he knew he would love Draco forever, he was glad that he had them.

They had planned their honeymoon together, about where they would go, what they would do, and he couldn't wait to start the rest of his life with the blond man that had been a thorn in his side for so long.  He recalled the day that the snake had entered their lives, and how they had all changed so much.  Being the Alpha certainly had its challenges, but the rewards were greater than that.  

He had taken Draco rough last night, because they had both wanted it.  The need to touch Draco all the time grew stronger every day, and he relished the thought at where and how often he was going to fuck his husband.  Harry had been an extremely shy person before all of this, but he knew he had to shed those thoughts because you cannot be The Alpha and not show some form of dominance.  It didn't mean that he had to like it though.

He turned and looked at his sleeping baby boy that made his heart soar with every breath he took.  He raised his hand and ran it down the entire length of his body.  Draco was well built, with muscle and he groomed himself perfectly.  Soft skin that Harry would never stop touching.  He started to stir at the feel of Harry's hands, and mumbled something with his eyes still closed.  "Harry love", he said.

"Hey baby", he drawled.  He started kissing Draco's throat, moving down to his clavicle and his chest where he could feel his heartbeat speed up at his ministrations.  Sucking onto his one nipple, made Draco cry out and raise his hands into Harry's hair, groaning at the feel of that hot tongue on his body.  Harry climbed on top of Draco, and because they had had sex just hours before, was still wet between his arse cheeks.  Harry moved on to the other nipple, and when Draco raised his legs, so that his feet were firmly on the bed, he moved in slowly.

Entering Draco was a feeling of euphoria.  One that he would never get enough of, and as his glide was long and slow, so were the breaths that was coming from his husband.  Grinding his hips downward, and rocking their bodies so that they were in sync with each other, Harry held himself upright, by placing his elbows on the bed next to Draco's head.  He leaned down and kissed him deeply, growling at the feel of being inside those velvet walls once again.

"Yes Harry, please don't stop", begged Draco.  Harry kept moving slowly, for he didn't want this feeling to ever go away.  And there was no way that he was going to stop, not now, not ever.  Draco was going to be the absolute death of him, and he was okay with that.  Looking into each other's eyes, Harry saw that Draco's were glistening with tears.  He kissed his eyelids in a silent message to say, "It's okay baby, I've got you".