His Saving Grace

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: The First Day of The Rest Of Our Lives









Draco lay on his side staring at Hermione as the morning sun shone through the bedroom window. She had said yes. He smiled and pushed her tangled curls from her face. Her brow furrowed slightly and her hand came up to rub her nose before she scooted closer to him, seeking his warmth in her sleep. He laughed softly and put his arm around her, pulling her closer to him. He kissed her forehead gently before rubbing his nose against hers.







“My witch.” He whispered, running his palm over the smooth skin of her back. Hermione stirred and then opened her eyes slowly. She stared at him for a moment and then a slow smile formed on her pretty lips.









“Good morning, Draco.” She murmured, snuggling into his chest and kissing his chin softly.









“Good morning…Mrs. Soon To Be Malfoy.” He said, smiling at her. “I cant believe you said yes, seems the fiftieth time is the charm.” He chuckled.









“You didn’t ask me fifty times you prat, you couldn’t have asked me more than ten times.” She said.









“That was nine times too many! I have never had to work for anything so hard in my entire life.” He said. “I was thinking perhaps early June.”











Hermione looked up at him and smiled. Early June would be the two year anniversary of their first time.









“That sounds wonderful.” She said softly.











“You know what else sounds wonderful?” He asked, sliding his hand over her bottom and along the back of her thigh. He grasped her behind her knee and pulled her leg up, draping it over his hip as he adjusted himself, somewhat awkwardly at first. “Gods this sounded easier than it actually is.” He grumbled before finally just rolling onto his back and pulling her on top of him. He held onto her hips and guided her over him, reaching between them to hold his erection steady as she slowly began to lower herself onto him. She was still a little sore from the night before and she winced slightly. “Too much too soon?” He asked, looking up at her in concern.









“No…it’s not bad….just a tad sore….go slowly.” She whispered, bracing her hands on his shoulders as he began to roll his hips up into her.









“Move, love.” He whispered, using his hold on her hips to guide her movements so they countered his own. She moaned softly and gradually began to move with him. Her hips rocked and undulated slowly over him, her head falling back, her eyes closed, her face tense as she concentrated on the feel of him. Draco lifted his head and sucked at the nipples bobbing so temptingly above him. She cried out sharply, her hips rocking faster, her sheath tightening around him.







“Oh, Draco, yeeessssss!” She cried, her body jerking and trembling as her orgasm washed over her. Draco ground his teeth together and thrust hard up into her, groaning as he followed her over. She collapsed forward onto his chest, her face buried in his neck.









“I can’t ever remember waking up quite so pleasantly.” Draco said, smoothing his hands up and down her spine.









“Are you going to make a habit of it?” She asked, her words muffled a bit into the side of his throat.









“I don’t see why I shouldn’t.” He laughed. “You alright, love? Still sore?”









“You are going to take some getting used to I think.” She said, nuzzling his rough, stubbly jaw. “You’re all prickly.” She said. Draco wrapped his arms around her and rolled her onto her back.









“Prickly am I?” He asked, gazing down at her with an evil glint in his eye. “Barely engaged and already complaining, witch?” He bent his head and rubbed his cheek against hers.







“Draco!” Hermione squealed, laughing as he began to rub his whiskered face against the side of her neck and over her chest. “Stop you criminal!” She was laughing hysterically, wriggling beneath him as he continued his assault.







“I’ll teach you to fuss at me first thing in the morning.” He growled, lowering his face to her stomach and rubbing against her mercilessly.









“Okay!” She screamed and laughed, trying to roll away from him. “I’m sorry! No nagging!” She said, laughing when he blew against her stomach the way he did with Grace before he pushed himself up.











“That’s what I thought!” He said, kissing her lips soundly. “I’m going back to the manor to take a quick shower and I will be right back.”









“Oh, I see how it is, get back in my knickers and then run off.” She teased.









“You weren’t wearing any knickers for me to get into, witch. You deliberately came to bed knickerless.” He said, pinching her bottom before rolling out of the bed. “I’ll be back.” He said dressing slowly. Hermione rolled onto her stomach, giving him a soft wolf whistle as he bent over to pull up his trousers. He gave his bum a little shake and caused her to laugh. He was a site for certain in his wrinkled trousers and turtleneck, stubbled jaw and hair that stood out in every direction, but he was still bloody gorgeous. More so when he smiled at her the way he did as he stood by the bed looking down at her.









“Hurry….I think I’ll miss you when you’re gone.” She said, stretching like a cat, lifting her naked bottom into the air.









“Damn it, little tease.” He growled before turning and stomping towards the fireplace and vanishing into the swirling green flames.











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Draco stepped back through the hearth a short time later showered, shaved and dressed. The bed was empty and neatly made and the room was vacant. He peeked into Grace’s room, it too was empty. He was almost to the door when he heard Grace’s high pitched giggle accompanied by a loud splash.









He pushed open the bathroom door and peeked inside. Hermione was sitting in the large, oval tub holding a naked, squirming Grace while a little line of rubber ducks swam and quacked through the water. Grace clapped her hands and squealed as the ducks approached then she would slap her hands into the water and splash her mother in her delight.







“My goodness, this is my lucky morning. I wake up beside a beautiful witch and then I discover two beautiful mermaids bathing. I am a lucky man.” Draco said, leaning against the doorframe.







As soon as Grace saw him she began to bounce in the water, her little hands splashing as she cooed and panted excitedly at seeing her Daddy.







“Well someone is happy to see you.” Hermione laughed, watching as Grace squealed and waved excitedly towards Draco. He beamed with pride and love as he approached the side of the tub, kneeling on the floor beside it. “She’ll get you wet.” Hermione warned, noting that his button down shirt looked like Egyptian cotton.







“She can hold my head under water and sit on it if she wants.” He laughed. “I would not deny her anything.”









“That will get you into trouble eventually.” Hermione laughed, watching Draco withdraw his wand and created a little whirlpool in the tub, the line of rubber ducks swirling and quacking as they were sucked into it before Draco jerked his wand into the air and turned it into a water spout. Grace giggled and bounced some more, splashing and clapping her hands as she babbled happily at her father.









“Next time Daddy will just wait to get ready and join in.” Draco cooed as he reached for the little pink hooded towel and held it open as Hermione lifted the wet, squirming baby into his arms. He folded it around her and held her close as he kissed her fat, wet cheeks over and over. His head lifted when he saw Hermione stand up and reach for a towel of her own. “Makes me wish I had another set of arms.” He said as his heated gazed roamed over her.









“Perhaps I’ll let you join me for a shower before bed tonight.” She teased.









“Hah! As if I would let you keep me out.” He snickered, growling softly as he gave her one last, long look before carrying the baby out of the bathroom. Hermione shivered and stepped from the tub, wrapped securely in a big fluffy towel.







“I’m going to have to build up my stamina to keep up with him.” She mumbled, shaking her head and smiling. I cant wait she thought, laughing softly as she went about getting ready for the day, the first official day as the Soon to be Mrs. Draco Malfoy.