INSATIABLE

Thanks for the reviews! I hope I'm not lemon-ing you out... but I have a few fun chapters up ahead *lol* Go read "Flame" and "Pandora" - Love Esme
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Lucius shielded Hermione’s body from the hard table, he held her close to his chest and watched her nestle into his body on top of him. She let out a little purr of pleasure when his cock brushed her clit, she sheathed his flaccid cock deeper inside of her. He couldn’t bare to let go of her, how often would he get to have her like this? He loved the feel of her sweet silky body on his and the feel of her hot breath on his chest.

She knew the longer she stayed in his arms the greater the chance of getting found out. She was fighting back her heavy eye-lids, he had worn her out on the dance floor and on top of the midnight “snack” she wondered where he got his seemingly endless stamina. She felt like crying at how beautiful he was, how she never wanted to stop twirling his silky hair around her fingers, and she never wanted him to unsheathe himself from her. She felt so safe and loved as she listened to the beating of his heart, loving the feel of the rise and fall of his massive chest.

They both surrendered to the sleep that crept over them as they slept through the night in each other’s arms. The traitorous daylight crept through the exquisite windows of the ballroom. Lucius eyes shot open, a little disoriented at first until he felt her weight on top of him. He suddenly realized he was hard as a rock, and still sheathed deep within her. He made a split second decision, they needed to get back to their rooms and he needed to get off and fast. He slowly slid himself inside her, and found she was delightfully wet. A devious grin spread across his face as he gripped her hips and pumped himself into her rapidly. He watched as she woke up, the look on her face was priceless once she realized she was being fucked relentlessly.

He never thought she looked more beautiful, her hair wild and shining in the morning sunlight. Her eyes looked smokey from her mascara and eye liner smudging. She was rubbing her eyes as her hips were bouncing off of his vigorously. He was pumping himself inside of her so quickly she couldn’t find her bearings and held on to him for dear life. He slid his hand between them and rubbed on her clit furiously, he hadn’t expected her to react so quickly. She screamed out his name as she came violently, the look on her face alone brought him over the edge and he flooded her womb with his cum.

He heard her moan in protest when he unsheathed himself from her. He knew she needed more, she was as insatiable as he, and he loved her all the more for it. He quickly spelled them clean and clothed. He placed a quick kiss on her forehead before helping her down from the table. “Do you think anyone noticed we were gone?” she said. “I think we are safe” he said as he guided her back to her guest room. When Lucius arrived at the room, the door swung open before he could open it. Lucius put the all the pieces together as he locked gazed with his wife.

Lucius sneered at Naricssa, and he spotted Viktor tugging his pants on by the bed behind her. He quickly pushed Hermione behind him with one arm and with the other arm he pushed Narcissa back into the room and slammed the door shut. Hermione’s view was blocked by Lucius completely. “What’s going on?” she said gaping at Lucius.

He wandlessly spelled the door locked and silenced. “believe me you do not want to see what’s in there” he said quickly. He wanted to spare her the pain of seeing her fiancé’s infidelity, though he knew they were just as guilty and though he and Narcissa took other lovers, it still stung to see it in front of your own eyes.

“is Viktor hurt? What did you see?” she said with panic in her voice “He is fine, it seems he entertained a visitor last night” he said frankly. He was a little pissed with Narcissa, but was more disappointed she hadn’t had the grace to hide it better. Hermione gave him a befuddled look and he sighed heavily. “He fucked another witch Hermione!” he whispered harshly. Disbelief and hurt blossomed on her face, though she knew she deserved it. “I don’t believe you! Let me through” she demanded.

He didn’t budge an inch, his back to the door “trust me you don’t want to see… it will only be more painful” he explained gently. “VIKTOR!” she called out to him through the door. Lucius knew the bugger could hear his angel’s cries, hoping his guilt consumed him, but he also knew Hermione could not hear anything within the room. Lucius grabbed her shoulders “please lets get away from this room, I’ll get you back to your flat or you can stay here…” “No, I want to see Viktor now, I don’t believe you!” she spat, tears brimming in her eyes.

“you don’t believe me?! Why would I lie when it’s my wife he’s fucked?” he spat back at her. Hermione’s mouth hung open in shock, she had expected Lucius to be pummeling Viktor by now, why was he so reserved about it. “fine, see for yourself” he said, and with a wave of his hand the door whooshed open. Hermione saw Narcissa sitting on the edge of the bed with her arms crossed. Viktor was on the other edge of the bed buttoning up his shirt.

Hermione’s face fell as her eyes met Viktor’s. She felt horrible that she felt oddly relieved that she didn’t feel heart broken over this. Narcissa shot up from the bed and was briskly exiting the room, averting both Hermione and Lucius’s eyes. Hermione numbly walked into the guest room and Viktor hung his head in shame. Lucius waited in the hall, his arms crossed as he leaned up against the wall. Narcissa stood on the opposite side of the wall and gazed at her husband. “suppose were even now” she hissed.

Lucius raised a golden eyebrow at her “even?” he drawled. “don’t you think fucking your secretary is a little tawdry Lucius?” she chided. He let out a low and quiet laugh “I hardly think your in the position to tell me what is or isn’t cheap”. He accentuated cheap and saw the anger flash in her light blue eyes and he gave her a satisfied smirk. Narcissa swaggered down the hall after the shouting match died down inside the guest room.

Lucius overheard their entire conversation, about promises and the betrayal. He couldn’t help but smile when she said the wedding was off and that she never loved him anyways. His joy was short lived however and he felt his heart skip a beat when he heard the loud slap inside the bedroom. He peeked inside the room without being noticed, Hermione was holding the side of her cheek. Lucius felt his rage spill over and stormed inside the room. Viktor took no notice and grabbed Hermione’s arm “you lying bitch… take it back!” he raged as he started shaking her. Viktor quickly felt the air in the room chill considerably and felt the death grip on his arm. He looked up into the glacial stare of Lucius.

“this is none of your business Malfoy!” Viktor spat out. The storm raged in Lucius’s grey eyes and he tightened his grip on Viktors arm which made him weak enough for Hermione to wriggle out of. “You need taught a lesson Krum… you never hit a lady… especially this lady, you don’t deserve to kiss the ground she walks on” he growled menacingly. Hermione scurried to the corner of the room and watched as Viktor’s fist slammed into Lucius’s stomach. Lucius seemed mildly phased by the blow and let all his reserve evaporate into the air as he lit into Viktor.

In a rain of fists and bellows Lucius pummeled Viktor’s body. Viktor slammed Lucius against the dresser and clocked him in the eye. Lucius grabbed Viktor by the throat and lifted him off his feet, Viktor’s eyes were filled with fear. “you come into my home…and drunkenly throw a punch at me, violate my wife, and then slap the one person worth a damn in your pathetic life…you disgust me” he whispered. He dropped Viktor to the ground and laid him on his back with one powerful uppercut. “Get out of my home!” Lucius growled down to the beaten seeker at his feet.

Hermione was frozen in the corner, she noticed Lucius’s lip was bleeding and his eye was black as he looked at her. Viktor shuffled to his feet and fled the Manor instantly “If he ever touches you again, I will kill him” he warned. Hermione stared at Lucius with a shell shocked look on her face. “your bleeding” she numbly pointed out to him. Lucius dabbed at the blood on his lip with his fingers while he caught his breath. Hermione slowly walked over to him and examined his bruised eye. “sit down, I’ll heal it for you” she ordered gently.

Lucius sat on the bed, silently rejoicing how she was playing nurse maid to him. Visions of her in an impossibly short nurses uniform filled his mind, he stored those thoughts away for a later date. She held an ice pack to his eye gently. “She knows about us then” she asked quietly. He looked up at her and gave her a slight nod “she does”.

Hermione’s head was still swimming and decided to let the Slytherin decide the next move. “What happens now?” she asked apprehensively. Lucius gave her a calculating glance “your going to help me permanently deport Krum from England” he said with a wry grin. “I’m serious Lucius I feel like I’m in checkmate. He gently held her hands in his “Hermione, I love you more than you will ever know and I am afraid I cannot offer you my devotion through more common means… this is all I can give you, that you marry my son and become a Malfoy”. Her brain screeched to a halt and she felt like the world had finally imploded on itself.

He watched as her brows furrowed and she bit her delicious bottom lip in confusion. “Humor an old wizard Love” he started. “Lucius” she sighed in frustration. “Hermione… you would be a Malfoy, you and the rest of your line would be taken care of for life, your children would get the best educations”. She cut him off abruptly “Children?!” she said in shock. “Yes, children… your mother and father would also be taken care of as well, Hermione you would change everything… it is the only way to join myself to you… and I want to name you my successor, I want to groom you to be the next Minster of Magic”.

“and what of Draco? Certainly he would object to getting married to his nemesis since childhood?” she said incredulously. “Draco has always had feelings for you, a secret crush since childhood, and one could not ask for a more beautiful or brilliant wife… if I encourage it… he would not object”. She gaped at him, her eyes wide with shock. “I do no expect an answer now… but I beg of you, think on it”. He cupped the back of her head before he placed a soft and gentle kiss on her lips, she felt an all familiar zing rip through her and she could taste the blood on his lips. “I will” she whispered into his mouth.

His eyes flashed open and were dancing with light “you agree to it then?” he asked eagerly. “I will THINK on it Lucius” she said with a chuckle. She untangled herself from his limbs slowly “Well, I should be going, I will see you Monday”. He watched her like a hawk as she moved to the door. “and Luicus… I’m sorry”. He raised a golden eyebrow at her “neither of us are responsible for their actions love…but I suppose we are not so innocent ourselves are we?” he said with a mischievous grin. She blew a kiss to him from the doorway before she left for her flat.