Blood Magic

A (Not So) Proper Introduction

Hermione's heart jumped into her throat as she saw what little of Draco's humanity sink to the back of his person. Standing behind his eyes, staring back at her, was the very same kind of creature that was growing inside of her.

She felt no resemblance of fear. Only partial bashfulness for having been all but completely naked in front of him. So much for first impressions...However, this side of Malfoy did not seem to mind it all that she was bare from the waist down.

She felt the pressure of his obsidian eyes rake down her skin, causing her stomach to coil into knots. "I...I take it that you're Draco's-

"I am his creature, yes," the deep honeyed voice said. "Our meeting is far overdue but as you can see I only ever come out when he experiences strong waves of emotions."

"Like rage?"

Several rows of goosebumps rolled down her arms as he lowered his eyes to the small patch of curls between her legs. Malfoy dropped forward on his hands and used both his knees to climb up the length of the bed until his upper half was hovering over Hermione. With two fingers he pressed into her sternum, pushing her back into the mattress.

" Like lust ," he clarified.

Her breathing became stagnant as she felt the length of him pressed intently into her thigh. He bent down close to breathe in her luscious scent and nip at her jaw.

" It seems like he has to be persuaded into wanting to be intimate with you like this ," the creature scoffed. "Not me."

Mione was lost in the sensation of having his tongue swipe up the curve of her neck. Both his  hands circled her torso, his claws toyed with the clasp of her bra. Hermione let out a sharp hiss when he yanked the last bit of her clothing away.

He rumbled low in his throat and trailed a series of open-mouth kisses down her collarbone and in between her exposed breasts. Hermione nearly fell off the bed when he swirled his tongue around her nipple, gently closing his teeth around the pebbled peak. His hand cupped her other breast, not wanting it to feel neglected.

The witch choked back a moan and arched her back off the bed. She felt him smiling as his tantalizing mouth worked her over.

"I crave you just like this every time I see you through Draco's eyes," he told her. He kissed each of her breasts before sinking lower.

"So perfect ."

He kissed her stomach, down to her lower abdomen, and over her mound. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head upon feeling his fingers brush against her slick folds.

"So wet ."

He played at her wetness, lathering his fingers in her essence before taking himself in his hand stroking his length.

"So mine ," he hissed.  

Hermione took her lip between her teeth and watched as he grew harder in his hand. She was mesmerized by the very energy that surrounded him. His deep voice was hypnotizing enough to make her do anything and now she was watching him become even more aroused by simply looking at her. Another rush of need coursed through her.

Draco sniffed the air and snarled in approval of her need for him. He hooked his hands under both of her knees and pulled her towards him in one swift motion. Swiveling his hips between her legs, he took his cock in his hand and guided himself along her entrance. Mione shuddered and reached out to rest her hand on his chest.

He stopped his movement instantly. He wore a look of shock as if he'd never expect her to touch him when he would surface. The creature was lulled by her soft voice and hummed graciously when he heard her speak.