Spellbound (Dramione Smut Story)

Chapter Eight

I would like to dedicate this chapter to my friend Concealyourfeelings . You messaged me when I asked for friends, and have been nothing but kind to me since. I've had so much fun getting to know you, and am so glad I can now call you friend.

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Hermione

I gasped as I felt pressure between my legs. My stomach lurched as Darian shoved himself deeper inside of me, stretching everything. A hand rushed down to grip my leg. Darian moved his hand over mine as I closed my eyes and began to breathe deeply. Further he pushed. I opened my eyes to see that he was only halfway in. His eyes met mine, full of worry. I gave him a smile and put a hand to his stomach to let him know I was alright. Once he managed to stuff his full length in, he pulled out, his penis covered in a maddening scarlet.

I felt my face flush as I rushed forward to wipe off the blood. Darian stopped my hand and cleaned himself for me.

"It's fine, Hermione," he said gently.

I leaned back and prepared myself for his next move. The next time he entered, it was painless except for a dull ache deep within me. Darian continued to clean himself until the only fluid that covered his penis was clear. I looked down and smiled, resting my head back onto a white pillow. Darian leaned down, placing his elbows on either side of me, his face close to mine as he pumped in and out.

He leaned down to press his lips to my neck as my insides tightened around him, making obnoxious sounds every time he moved. I sucked in a breath and Darian moved faster as he bit my neck.

I dug my nails deep into his back to keep myself from moaning too loud as Darian leaned back to suck where he had just bit, leaving a purple bruise at the base of my neck. He then leaned back, holding my knees to keep my legs apart. A pleasured whimper escaped my lips as I felt pressure on my clitoris.

Darian smiled and gave a small moan that sounded like a quiet growl. He pulled out and reached for my breasts. He took my left in his right hand and squeezed, kissing the underside. I moaned as his soft lips moved up to my collar bone, and squirmed as I felt his tongue circle my nipple. Just as I thought he would begin to suck, he dashed down to my under breast again, kissing and licking until my hips were grinding against his. Then, he took my nipple into his mouth.

I felt his tongue swipe across the surface, then draw a circle around it. His teeth lay gently on either side as he began to suck. My entire breast seemed to contract as he sucked, his tongue at the tip of my nipple. A tingling feeling spread throughout me as he let go. Darian reached  up to kiss me once more before flipping me onto my side and entering from behind.

Darian propped himself up on his elbow and began to thrust in and out. He snaked an arm around my waist, pulling me closer as he moved my entire body. I gripped his hand, closing my eyes as a pleasured grimace stole over my features. Darian reached his hand up to grab one of my breasts as I began to whimper at each thrust.

I became wetter, dripping onto Darian's sheets and thigh. I reached a hand back to feel his hip, gripping at his skin for support. "Darian..." I moaned. He bit my back in response. Chills ran down my spine, all the way to where Darian's penis reached inside of me.

Darian stopped again. He flipped me onto my back once more and spread my legs apart, going down to lick me out. His tongue was flat from my entrance to right above my clitoris. He then drew circles around my clitoris, flicking it every few seconds with the tip of his tongue. My hips began to shake as he tempted me more. He took my clitoris in his mouth and sucked, then went down again to lap up my juices.

When he gave another long, slow lick, I thrust my hips forward, but Darian didn't seem to mind. He licked more, moistening my underside. He pulled away quickly, pushing his penis inside just as fast. I yelped loudly and Darian rushed a hand to my face.

"Are you alright?"

"Wonderful," I answered breathlessly. Darian smiled, pounding himself into me again. I looked into his eyes as my insides squirmed, trying to imagine the rest of his face. I had shared so much with him. Maybe in return he'd share his identity.

Darian began to move faster, stuffing himself deeper inside of me. I began to moan audibly louder, almost shouting. I gripped Darian's forearms for support as my entire body was cast back and forth. My body began to shake and I grew light headed. My insides contracted around Darian's penis, making odd squelching noises as he continued to move in and out.

A warm feeling erupted in my lower abdomen, spreading from there outward, until it reached my chest. A burst of adrenaline made my heart jump and speed up, pounding as fast as Darian. Sweat began to collect at the back of my neck and in between my breast as my face grew warm with flush. Darian was merciless, and went even faster.

I screamed, throwing my arms up around my face, moisture pouring from my vagina. Beads of sweat slipped down Darian's chest, making him glow in the dim light of the room. He leaned forward, kissing and biting at a place on my stomach, turning it purple and yellow. I continued to whimper as Darian began to pant louder. The silver of his eyes disappeared as he breathed deeply. I heard a small moan over the squelching of my insides and my own sounds of pleasure.

Darian was soon moaning louder. He pulled out fast, ejaculating on my stomach. The warm semen startled me. He continued to breath heavily as I sat up, whipping the liquid off of my with a wave of my wand. Darian fell slowly on top of me, placing his head on my chest. I held his shaking form in my own vibrating arms.

"We never had dinner," Darian said after a while. "Would you like some?"

I didn't open my eyes to respond. "Sure."

Darian sat up and moved over to his nightstand, grabbing his wand and waving it. I heard plates go to work downstairs. Darian settled down next to me, pulling up the covers around us.

I lay next to him and began to drift off to sleep, forgetting entirely about food. I leaned in close to Darian, pressing my forehead to his chin and holding my arms close to my chest. I felt Darian's arm wrap around me. Soon afterwards, I dozed off, a singular strange image floating through my mind.

I was gripping a pale forearm. Just beyond my thumb, I could see scars. Purple scars that outlined the Dark Mark.

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