Married Draco And Hermione Kiss Novels & Stories

I swallowed frantically, choking slightly on the sheer volume of his seed, but forcing it down my throat just as he demanded, tasting every single drop of his power over me. More of it spilled over my lips, leaking out the corners of my mouth and tracking down my chin, painting me in his mark just like he promised. Draco stood completely still for a long, agonizing moment, his chest heaving, his fingers slowly loosening their death grip on my hair. He let out a long, shuddering breath, looking down at me as I knelt there on the hard floor, breathless, tear-streaked, and thoroughly ruined.

He is getting married to Madelie, indeed! After a few minutes of chanting and some homily, the vampire priest pronounced Dreckos and Madelie as husband and wife. “You may now kiss the bride.” The vampire Priest finally said and when Dreckos heard it, without thinking for a second, he pulled Madelie’s veil up and kissed her like they were the only people inside the adoration hall. Dreckos just stopped kissing his new wife when everybody inside the adoration hall clapped their hands and cheered in unison, congratulating Dreckos and Madelie.

Terrified. “I can’t stop looking at you,” he said. “Even when you hate me.” “I don’t hate you,” she said. Her voice broke. “I hate that I ever loved you.” And then it happened. He kissed her. Not soft. Not tender. But like drowning. Desperate. Raw. She let him. For a second. Then she pulled away. Breathless. Trembling. “This kiss,” she whispered, “isn’t forgiveness. It’s evidence.”

Sera’s POV The sudden kiss left me in a daze and I didn’t react for a while, standing there frozen as the familiar electric trill went up my arms from where Draco held me. He deepened the kiss, and I closed my eyes involuntarily as he plundered my lips, demanding even deeper access, which I granted, distracted by the overwhelming intensity of our contact. Our tongues collided and began a unique dance of their own as they intertwined tightly. We only parted when I couldn’t breathe any longer and I panted heavily, my chest heaving as I stared at Draco’s lips, placing a hand on my lips, in shock at the kiss.

Behind her, she could feel the weight of a hundred stares, all waiting for Rhys Huxley to humiliate the woman who’d dared to claim him. She stopped before him. He didn’t move. He just looked at her with those dark, unreadable eyes. Slowly, Hermione reached up, grabbed his collar, pulled him down, and crashed her lips against his. The crowd gasped. Dean let out a low whistle. And somewhere behind her, Sarah Granger’s jaw hit the floor.

Draco replied. Draco smiled tenderly. “You have a beautiful pair of golden eyes, Draco,” said Astrid in awe. “Yes, I know. This is my true form,” said Draco smiling. Draco kissed the back of Astrid's hand gently. "I love you, Draco," whispered Astrid. Draco stroked Astrid's cheek gently. "I love you too, Astrid," Draco whispered. "From now on, let's live happily together," said Astrid. "Yes, my dear," Draco replied with a loving look.

He was trying so hard not to throw me against the bed and fuck me senseless. I leaned down, kissing him. He went soft at first, and I tilted my head to the side, giving him all the access that he needed. He slipped his tongue into my mouth, making me moan and press myself into him. Draco broke the kiss, and leaned down, sucking hard on my skin. He sucked so hard that I was sure it was going to leave a mark there. He traveled back to my lips again, devouring it just the way I have known him to.

I love messing with anyone's patience and that's what I'm good at. I am now walking with a smile plastered on my face and it turned into a serious one when I reached the living room where my father and the alpha that my father is insisting me to marry, talking and laughing as if they were friends for years now. No one would've thought that their packs were actually each other's enemy. Pathetic. "Oh, here she is. Craige, meet my daughter, Hermione," my father immediately introduced me politely but I never let my face show any emotions. He was looking at me as if telling me to not do anything stupid. Well, what I'm going to do isn't stupid at all.

Her scent filled the air as she crouched closer to him and it filled his entire nose. She whispered to him “You should have known that you are mine no matter what, I missed you terribly, as you can see” and went in for a sudden kiss. He was taken aback at her audacity that he didn’t even think of pushing her away at that second. She pressed into his lips without probing into his mouth and pushed her lips on his for some seconds before removing it. “I loved you, Draco and I still do”, she declared and stood up to her feet while Gray just watched the scenario with his mouth hung open. Whatever was happening between them was beyond what he could understand,

“Derrick and I kissed, in my bedroom the day he came over. And Hector and I kissed in your car. The day we went to the park.” “Really?” Ken’s eyebrows furrowed. “We actually did a little more than kissing.” I tried to tell him in hopes he will not get upset. “I see.” Ken said. “Well, I’m not surprised. The two of you looked off when Tiffany and I got in so I suspected something was off. That grounding is well deserved.” I frowned at Ken. “Is that all you have to say after I confessed the truth?” “You have counselling, Hermione. And please let Mrs. Pierce know about your two boyfriends. She must have valuable advice to give.” Ken said before hopping out of his car.