The Good Life

Chapter 6

Lucius, Narcissa, and Hermione had just finished dinner and were settling into a cozy den that held some of the most luxurious Antipodean Opaleye dragon scale upholstered furniture Hermione had ever laid eyes on. The room was done in dark-stained oak as well as vivid scarlet and pearlescent odds and ends to match the dragon hide as well as the color of its flame when it was alive. It was one of Hermione's favorite rooms and it was where they retired to most nights after dinner for a nightcap.

Hermione had received word earlier in the day that Draco had found someone suitable, so when Draco opened the door to the den with a woman trailing behind him, she was not in the least bit surprised. However, she was slightly taken aback by the woman's beauty.

Hermione put her drink down on the table next to her and stood up, walking over to the doorway while Lucius and Narcissa sat watching. She walked past her husband, smiling at him, and took the other woman's hand in her own. She brought the hand to her lips as she gave a slight curtsy, their eyes meeting, "You must be Esme. I'm Hermione. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Esme was slightly taken aback by the warm greeting from her soon-to-be lover's wife. She hadn't completely believed that the woman would have been willing to share her husband. "It's a pleasure to meet you, as well," she responded.

Hermione smiled at her before turning to her husband. "I missed you," she whispered to him as she gently kissed him. When the kiss seemed to go on longer than was appropriate, though it had spayed a soft, gentle kiss, neither trying to deepen it, they were broken apart by Lucius clearing his throat in the background.

Hermione moved back to her chair, picking her drink back up, as Draco led Esme to his parents. "Mother, Father, this is Esmerelda Gutierrez. She has agreed to bear my heir."

At this news, both elder Malfoy's were on their feet to warmly greet the woman, who was insisting that they call her Esme. The two new additions each took seats and drinks of their own as the stipulations of the contract were discussed, and an appointment with a Healer was arranged for the next day to be sure of Esme's health.

Draco and Hermione showed Esme to her room, which was right down the hall from their own, so as to get settled in. The elves had left all her things there while they had been talking, and an elf named Elxie was assigned to Esme for the duration of her stay.

The second that Hermione and Draco were in their own room, he uttered a spell, leaving them naked and their clothes neatly folded in the laundry hamper. Every time he was away for more than two days, they found it extremely hard to put up with the niceties that must be observed before retiring to their room, and once they ffinally entered their sanctuary, nothing short of the Minister calling them could break them apart. He immediately pulled his wife flush against him, his tongue probing the inside of her mouth, his hands in her silky hair. She reached down; stroking his length until he was completely at attention.

She put her hands to his chest, their kiss never breaking, and pushed him backward until he was pushed up against a blood red leather sofa. With one final shove, Draco found himself seated, his legs spread open. In the blink of an eye, Hermione was kneeling on the black carpet, both of her hands now surrounding his shaft.

She lowered her head; her husband leaned back in a relaxed position, his eyes on her as she dipped her tongue into the pinpoint hole on the tip of his manhood. She swirled her tongue around before taking the head into her mouth and giving it a proper licking as her hands continued their journey up and down the shaft. Instead of taking him deeper in her mouth, she pulled away, bringing her mouth to his sac, taking turns in sucking the testes into her mouth and playing with them with one hand.

After a particularly deep groan, Draco threaded his fingers through her hair and pulling her head away from him, forcing her to look up into his face. "Suck me," he ordered his voice low and harsh with his desire. She smiled up to him beguilingly as he moved her head over his cock. He thrust his hips up as she brought her mouth down, hitting the back of her throat on the first try. She had long ago rid herself of her gag reflex, and instead luxuriated in the feeling of her husband pressing against her.

He continued thrusting into her, and she started to moan around his flesh. Not too soon after, he reached his climax, spurting down her throat, not one drop squeezing past her lips. He leaned against the back of the sofa, his eyes closed, and his hands resting on the soft leather as she slowly stood up.

She sat down on his lap and one of his hands went to rest on her upper thigh, the other lightly tracing the slightly faded scars that still covered her torso. As his hands started to move more deliberately over her, she sighed and leaned her head back against his shoulder. One hand was now running over her breasts in feather light touches, occasionally grazing a nipple and sending shivers of anticipation down her spine. Meanwhile, the other hand had made its way up to her core, where it was teasing her wet folds.

Leaning further back into him, she raised one hand up, entangling her fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck, caressing the skin while her other hand was running in trails up and down his side, causing an involuntary spasm every now and then as she found the areas where he was a bit ticklish.

Two fingers suddenly entered her, taking her by surprise, and she let out a breathy gasp. The two fingers continued working her as his other hand pinched her nipples. When he added a third finger, she moaned and tilted her head up to him, and he swooped down on her lips in a rough kiss. She was bucking on his hand, trying to get his fingers as deep as possible when his thumb grazed her clit. The small motion sent her flying in ecstasy and she crumpled against her husband, feeling his renewed erection pressed against her.

After a minute for her to breathe properly again, he lifted her up by her hips and she guided his rock hard cock to her entrance before he guided her back down on it. They were now in the exact same position as they had been only a minute before, only now he was inside her. He bucked up into her and she moaned before she started to slowly bounce on him, both of her arms over her head and wrapped around his neck, her back arched away from his chest.

One of his hands now lightly ran over the erogenous zone of her lower belly, as the other played with her breasts. When she started to lose the energy in her legs to lift herself on his staff, he picked her up off of him, and guided her to turn so she was facing him. Once that had been accomplished, he speared her once again, only now he stood up, wrapping her legs around him.

He walked over to the bed and lowered her gently as far up on the bed as he could manage without tearing himself from her heat. After they were safely on the bed without fears of falling off, he started his assault on her, ramming into her with fast, deep strokes, his mouth lowered to her breast to suck as much of the skin into his mouth as possible. Never slowing his pace, he eventually moved his head up to her neck, where he bit her. Not hard, but enough to leave a mark before he started sucking on the skin, feeling the burn of her nails clawing at his back as she writhed an moaned beneath him, spurring him on.

Finally the pleasure overtook her, and she came around him, her body going into spasms before slackening beneath him as he gave a few more thrusts before finding his own release, his seed spurting deep into her dead uterus. She cuddled up against her husband, her love, and fell asleep safe in his arms, his cock still inside her, leaving her feeling filled and content as she drifted off to sleep.


*All dragon information comes straight from Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. and as always, thanks to the beta buffyxo and those who reviewed, alabaster, kayy enn, silverserpent and guard geek. so to answer questions.... hermione deals with it because it was one of the stipulations put on the marraige in the bad life by dracos parents (and im sure the minister wouldnt want more halfbreed babies). hermione will never have children of her own because in sometimes its good to be bad, bella had her drink a sterilization potion on top of already having had a botched muggle abortion (the baby was viktor krum's) that had already made her accept she wouldnt have kids. besides, once the kids are born, esme will be gone except to visit every now and then... shes just a baby factory. there was going to be a scene of hermione draco and esme but i got lazy and couldnt really fit in into the plot.