Draco Malfoy Hermione Granger Ao3 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

One reason why she had to always be on his side. “I’ve missed you so much my love”, Draco said with a smirk. “I know you can’t live without me. Stop patronizing me”, she replied with a smile. Draco settled her in his lap. They had a lot to catch up on. “Where is she” “Winter pack” “Should we attack now” “No, too much trouble in paradise” “What do you think we should do” “ A little memo would be fine”, she replied with a dark smile. “You know this is why I love you so much. My evil little mate”.

What was this feeling? She stretched her glowing arm forward and I reached out to grab it. "It will be painful, but, let me out and you shall live." I nodded, entranced, before realizing what she had said. I blinked right before our fingers could touch and hesitated. "Painful? What will be?" I asked, puzzled. "Your shift." She said in a musical tone that trapped me again. "Drakkon. He calls." She sighed in yearning and anger. "Who is Drakkon?" I asked, mesmerized by her glacial eyes that seemed to see me. All of who I was.

They both break the kiss and look at the pack. In the night, Xandier looks at Darcy who is wearing a red sexy lingerie. She is looking at him with a sexy smile. She removes her panties and bends on the bed on four legs so that her ass and her hole is visible to him. He gets excited seeing her in that position and he gets a hard on erection. He is not able to take the throbbing pain anymore. He removes his pant and directly enters inside her hole. Darcy stops herself from hissing in pain. She doesn't want to come out as weak infront of him. She wants him to think of her as strong in every way. She bites her lips to suppress the sudden pain. Xandier starts thrusting deep into her making her mo

She slithered up to Alec and placed one her one hand on his head and the other on his heart, closing her eyes she started to see into Alec’s mind and heart, he was pure at heart and logical with thinking… he carried a light within him despite all the darkness around his life; his light burned brighter now with Nuri in his life, she then knew what archdragons she would make him. A light emitted from her hands and a glow radiated around Alec as he slowly levitated, his body started to take the shape of a dragon, A magnificent black dragon, with lightening blue eyes. Alec’s dragon body came down to the ground he was breathing heavy. Drakina motioned for Nuri to go to Alec, Nuri who was watching

His lips still hovered a breath from mine, as if one wrong move would shatter all my resolve. And the world tilted on its axis in that unbearable space between desire and restraint. His hand rose slowly, almost reverently, until his fingers cradled my cheek. The heat of his palm burned into my skin, and my breath caught when his thumb brushed over my lips, parting them. My tongue darted out, grazing against his thumb in a nervous reflex. The sound that tore from Draco’s throat was more animal than man—a hiss of barely restrained hunger that sent shivers tumbling down my spine. His eyes darkened, locking me in place, making me feel like prey and yet the most worshiped thing.

His cocky demeanor faltered. Draco hadn't moved. His posture was rigid, his gaze burning into me. I could feel the intensity of it, like a physical touch, a possessive claim. The air around him seemed to crackle with suppressed fury and undeniable arousal. I reveled in the power of it. I leaned closer to Mark, my voice dropping conspiratorially, but still loud enough for Draco to hear. “He’s very… thorough. And he doesn't like tardiness.” Mark cleared his throat. “Right. Well. Um. So… you wanna grab coffee sometime?” He was flustered.

The heat of his touch was searing, shocking through the thin silk of my dress. "Enough," Draco growled. The sound was deep, vibrating against my back as he effortlessly hoisted me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing more than a feather. The world tilted violently... the room, the brothers, the opulent lighting all spinning into a blur. "Draco!" Daemon laughed, though there was a frantic edge of surprise in his tone. "Don't be such a miserable bastard. She was just getting to the fun part." "I am finished with the pleasantries," Draco bit out, his voice a low, terrifying rasp that sent a jolt of genuine fear... and something far more complicated, straight to my core.

With just a few instructions from me, Flint was pinned to the floor by the fire dragons, forced to bow and apologize. Rhea looked like she wanted nothing more than to tear me into pieces. "When Drakon dies, we'll see who protects you then! I'll pay you back for everything you did today a thousand times!" … On the wedding night, I sat cross-legged on the bed doing accounts. Behind me, a pair of arms wrapped around my waist. Drakon pouted and asked, "It's late, honey. Aren't you tired?" He might as well have suggested outright that we call it a day.

"Will you stay with me no matter what?" "How can you ask that?" I turned her in my arms so that she could see the depth of my sincerity. "There is nothing that you could have done that would make me love you less." "Don't make promises you cannot keep, Orion Daax," her gaze was piercing and far too mature for a dragon not quite 50. Her eyes tell the story of a drakaina who has seen three times the life she has, all of it hard and dark. "I have done some terrible things. Unforgivable things."

Drayce groaned rolling his hips as he pumped into me and I met him with the thrust of my own but failed to keep up with his speed. This was the best heat of my life,I was extremely horny and having wild sex with my mate. My hands were braced at either side of my head while he stared down at me wistfully, I could see flecks of fiery gold trying to seep through but they were subtle. "Fuck..Drayce!" I moaned out as I clutch the bedding under me. I was almost losing my senses. He pushed deeper, hitting the end and I turned my head to the side crying out in ecstasy.