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INSATIABLE

By: roozie
folder Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 24
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"the" walk

Many thanks to my beta Brooke! I can't explain how geeked (yes I said geeked) I am to have some semblance of a following! Hope you enjoy the latest installment! quickie reminder : go read PANDORA... pinky swear you'll like her :)

Ah glass of water… you are my new gem. I understand COMPLETELY, I think I can count on you to be my new muse… this why I really cherish reviews, this is how it was meant to be lol. I respect your opinion, and I think you might enjoy what I have in store. My fingertips are already itching to get the next chapter up. Thank you again for voicing your concerns, the squeaky wheel gets the grease after all. I know I am tired of the same stories over and over… I want to be able to bring something new into the fray. - Love Esme
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He gradually found his bearings and got to his feet.
For the first time ever, he actually used the cane he
carried with him. The snake headed cane was like a
kings scepter, used to conceal his wand, strike house
elves, and overall intimidate all who gazed upon him.
His eyes studied Hermione, she barely came up to his
shoulder, and her soft features seemed so placid and
gentle, yet she had overpowered him completely.

She had him in the most compromising of positions, not
only possessing his mind and body, but she had
manipulated his very manhood to her own selfish needs.
The shock never seemed to wear off for him, he knew he
should be trying to save face or regain the upper hand
but he had NEVER been pushed around or used like that
in his entire life, no one dared even challenge the
great Lucius Malfoy.

She studied him as intently as he was her, she was
slightly worried she had deprived his brain of blood
for too long and the new Minister of magic would be
somehow mentally damaged. The usual sharp glint in his
eye told her otherwise as he leaned heavily on his
cane. She gently grasped his cock, tucked it back
into his pants, and buttoned him up. The blood was
pumping furiously back into his brain and he felt a
horrible ache begin to build there. “Are you
ok?” She asked gently. He gave her the most
reproachful look she had ever received in her life,
including her days at Hogwarts, where she thought
Snape and McGonagall had perfected that scolding glare.


He still could not form the words swimming in his
brain, he wanted to chastise her, insult her, dominate
her, and fuck her all over again. No woman had ever set
his blood ablaze as she just did. She gave him an
exasperated look as she levitated the stall door with
her wand. “You should get back to the Ministry, I will
be along shortly.” She instructed him. The pair of
brass balls on this girl was more than he could take;
she had just essentially raped him, dusted him off, and
was now ordering him back to work. He steadied himself
and made it back to the Ministry without being
noticed. To boot, he followed her orders to the letter
and was now resting against his desk, arms folded,
waiting for her to inflict more humiliation on him.


She felt such a rush knowing she had tamed the wild
beast that is Lucius Malfoy. Well maybe not tame him,
but at least she had knocked him down a peg she
thought smugly as she charmed the stall door back on
its hinges. He was a very powerful wizard, and
possessed great physical strength, enough strength to
shred this door of its hinges she thought darkly. She
was not a plaything but an equal, and if he would not
see her as one, she would just have to have the upper
hand until he saw her side of things.

She quietly went back to her desk once she took the
floo back to the ministry.
She tried to walk as normally as possible, but
could not keep the extra sway from her hips, she knew
she had the walk of a woman who had been shagged
within an inch of her life, and was still trying to come down.

She breezed past his desk; he was still sitting on the
edge of the desk staring at her intently. She remained
tight lipped as she quietly went back to work. He
threw up his hands in defeat before going back to his
desk. She kept the smug smile from her lips as he
would frequently steal glances from her, or look
expectantly at her as if he had something he wanted to
say. She wondered what kept him from intimidating her
or insulting her, but decided she enjoyed his quiet
frustration.

He finally broke the stone silence between them,
staring at her until she felt his silver eyes boring
into her. “Tomorrow is my inception ball, I trust you
will be there?” he asked her with his usual cool
reserve. “Are you looking for a date?” she asked
sarcastically. His jaw clenched in anger, she knew it
was the equivalent to a rattlesnake shaking it’s tail
in warning, but couldn’t help at how sexy it looked to
her. “Naturally Narcissa will be at my side, I wanted
to know what insufferable git would be sitting at the
Ministers table with you” he asked icily. She tried
to read his expression; he wore his usual cold and
austere mask that gave nothing away. “Viktor…
naturally” she replied silkily.

She saw his jaw clench in that way that made her
insides quiver with lust. She let a satisfied grin
spread across her face, so he was already a jealous
lover, how interesting she thought smugly. She made a
mental note to find the most ravishing gown she could
for tomorrow night, she was through hiding her
sexuality, and as today’s lunch with the ambassadors
had taught her, it could be used to her great
advantage.

Lucius was frequently inundated with ministry
officials and other politicos bustling around their
office for the rest of the day and found she was oddly
missing their alone time, though it mostly consisted
of her ignoring him. He made her feel sexy, she hadn’t
ever truly felt sexy before, Viktor would tell her
she was beautiful and how much he loved her, but she
never felt like she had possessed that look that sexy
women had, the look like they had a juicy secret
that men could never understand, but desired to know.
She felt confident and aware of her body.

She had suddenly realized that their office was empty
and that Lucius was staring at her, again, this time
with a predatory glint in his eye. She suddenly
realized that he had never taken off the orbs attached
to her nipples; they felt like a second skin to her
now. She felt the anger well up in her and briskly
walked to the door and locked it. He knew what she had
suddenly realized and popped the coin back under his
tongue. He tore his gaze from her tight ass and buried
his nose back into his paper work, nonchalantly
pretending to be busy at work as she stormed over to
his desk. She quickly unbuttoned her blouse and tugged
down her bra, exposing her breasts and the shiny
silver orbs. He could feel her heat close to him and
ran his tongue over the coin slowly.

“Take them off me this instant!” She demanded. He
slowly lifted his gaze to her bare breasts, then to
her face. “No” He said with a satisfied smirk. Her
breasts were dangerously close to his face and he
drank in the sight of them as he sucked on the coin
slowly.

She shook her shoulders in raw fury. “Then give me the
coin!” He leaned in closer to her breasts. “Afraid
that is not an option either” He said as he flipped
the coin over in his mouth. She was getting wet again
and her nipples were taut peaks already. She clenched
her thighs together. “You’re incorrigible!” She huffed.

“sticks and stones love” He said silkily, a golden
eyebrow rose at her. “I will do it myself then!”
She said as she reached for her wand.
No, your not doing that either” He said mockingly
as he waved her wand in his hand.

She reached for her wand but he held it back, his
other hand deftly shot out and cupped her breast in
his hand roughly. She let out a gasp as he brought his
mouth to her nipple and suckled furiously. She could
feel his teeth grazing her nipple and before she knew
it, he had brought the coin to meet her silver orb. In
an instant, her legs gave out and she had an earth
shattering orgasm. She collapsed into his arms and he
positioned her on his lap.

Her body regained some semblance of control and she
realized she had gripped his collar to steady herself.
She looked up into his gorgeous face, a satisfied
smirk across his lips. She crashed her lips onto his
before pulling away abruptly. “Again!” She gasped out.
She straddled him in his polished dark cherry office
chair and his mouth was level with her breasts.

“Not after what you did today I won’t” He said as if
scolding a child. “You bastard!” She spat as she could
feel her pussy aching for more. He pushed a finger to
her lips abruptly. “I would watch that pretty little
mouth of yours before I put it to good use” He
threatened. She would not mind sucking him furiously
in that moment but knew she had to reign herself in
somehow. He gave her a challenging look, a golden
eyebrow raised. She felt his bulge and knew he was as
aroused as she was, and she ground her hips onto him
before she untangled herself from his limbs.

She knew she had won this little skirmish when she heard
him groan deep in his throat as she left his lap.
“If you don’t require my assistance any further
Minister, I would like to retire for the day” She said
coolly. He flashed his gray baleful eyes on her.
“Your assistance is no longer needed, I can finish from
here.” He said, throwing the double-edged sword back at her.

He handed her wand to her casually and she bent
unnecessarily far under her desk to retrieve her
belongings. His eyes snaked up her legs and probed
under the hemline of her skirt. His cock was
positively bursting from his trousers and his jealousy
and rage boiled over when she breezed out of their
office door. “I hope Viktor waited up for me.” She said
in a sultry whisper before she closed the door. He
pinched the bridge of his nose to relieve the tension
building in his head. “What kind of siren have I
created?” He asked to the crackling fireplace.
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