INSATIABLE

I have to sate my Lucius followers... the next chapter heats things up a bit more... hope your rough and ready :) Review if you likes - Love Esme
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His sleek platinum hair fell down his back, like Samson his strength seemed to emanate from his golden mane. Everything about the man articulated power, his body, his money, his name. His hair was like silk to the touch, as was his flawless skin. His icy grey eyes could pierce through you when they settled on you, but his glacial demeanor could never hint at the sheer fire running through his veins.

Lucius Malfoy was an enigma, on the outside he was cold and reserved but under all his layers of fine egyptian cotton and silk, under that fine alabaster skin, beat a wild and untamed heart that burned with an insatiable lust for the flesh.

His fine breeding had made him beautiful, rich and cunning, and witches worshiped him for it. Every pure blood witch worthy of him had the pleasure of visiting him in his private rooms in the Manor and among his many estates.

He could get a woman's nether regions throbbing and imbued with their own slick essence with the sheer contact of his lips on theirs. Tonight Lucius was bored with the selection of prey, the usual beautiful and frigid upper crust of high society, he had cured them all of frigidity but had wanted a challenge tonight.

He was currently attending a cotillion in a wizard section of New Orleans, Narcissa had French blood in her and had many relatives living in a number of the ancient Greek Revival Mansions in the Garden District of New Orleans, which had become a popular location to summer and set up permanent residence in pure blood society.

Narcissa was a gorgeous creature, his trophy wife to bear an heir for the Malfoy fortunes. She was an adequate lover at best but Lucius found he could never sate the hunger inside him with one witch only. The social event of the year was boring him to tears, the cuisine was exquisite as was the atmosphere, but he had slowly gazed around and had realized he had almost bedded every witch worthy of his seed that was attending tonight.

All but one. His eyes settled on her glossy chocolate colored curls, the creamy skin of her shoulders and the delicate cleavage of her breasts as they were bursting from her corset. She was wearing a deep ruby colored gown that set Lucius blood on fire. His gaze penetrated the obstacles between them, her lovely curls framed a modestly beautiful face that looked ever so familiar.

She wore a scarce amount of make up, long dark lashes and bright brown eyes. Her nose was petite and upturned slightly, with full rosy lips. She was no raving beauty, while Narcissa could stop traffic, this girl's charms would only be noticed by a select few. He could tell she didn't fully belong here, she didn't have an heir of superiority that everyone else did. She was sitting with a young man, probably a clumsy and inadequate lover Lucius smirked.

He excused himself from the priceless antique ebony table and sauntered over to the brunette witch. He was donning his usual black attire, accents of silver ornament but had on a tie of the deepest emerald color. His long sleek tresses tied back with a ribbon matching the deep emerald color of his tie. He was stunningly gorgeous and many of the witches in attendance openly stared at him as he advanced towards the brunette witch.

Beautiful young witches fanning themselves with ostrich feather or silk fans, whispering and giggling about how dashing Lucius Malfoy was. Many had bragged about Lucius's powerful body thrusting into them with wild abandon, pure blooded girls always seemed to kiss and tell, and there was always a great deal to kiss and tell about when one found herself in the arms of Lucius Malfoy.

He suddenly placed her face, mudblood Granger... it all came flooding back to him. "Perfect" he thought... she looked perfect, good enough to eat, and certainly would not be a boring endeavor, he wanted different and challenging, she was different from the norm, and was she ever a challenge. He wondered if she would fight him or fuck him like a wild cat like he came to expect.

He caught her eye, ah and an approving glance and he wondered if he put that blush in her cheeks. He took her hand in his and placed a gentle kiss on her gloved hand. "Miss Granger, what a pleasure it is to see you here" he drawled.

She could not believe her eyes, Lucius Malfoy had greeted her more than civilly and she felt the heat spread in her cheeks as she noticed how truly attractive he was, she had grown up quite a bit since she last saw him. "Mr. Malfoy" she nodded curtly to him. He never released her hand and she became painfully aware of it.

"do me the pleasure of this dance?" he said silkily. She felt her body betray her as she stood in his presence. "I would love to Mr. Malfoy" she said breathlessly. He guided her out onto the floor and settled his hand on the small of her back while gently grasping her gloved hand.

He pulled her tighter to him as the dance progressed, she felt her body gravitate to his, as if she was being guided by some internal magnet to him. "You look stunning tonight" he said as he breathed in her scent of honeysuckle. "Thank you Mr. Malfoy"

"Call me Lucius, Hermione... no need for formalities anymore". He said as he swept her off her feet as he spun her around the dance floor. He felt her breasts crush onto him and could feel the heat emanating from her. "your a lovely dancer... Lucius". He gave her a wry smile as he lowered his hand a little lower, almost to her ass.

"dancing isn't my only talent Hermione..." he said as he gave her a lusty wink. She looked into his eyes as felt all her resolve melt away. She felt drawn like a moth to a flame. Lucius's eyes bore into her, he knew a handful of lust spells and was skilled at wandless magic, his looks alone could draw most any woman to his side, but it was his hypnotic eyes that made him known for capturing any woman's eye.

They danced for some time, Lucius closing the gap between their bodies ever so slightly. He made her swoon and when he had her exactly where he wanted her he leaned in gracefully and whispered into her ear "Do me the pleasure of a stroll through the gardens tonight?" She felt compeletely inebriated in his arms. Everything about him was intoxicating. His spicey musky scent of expensive sandlewood and citrus. His eyes were hynotic and his hands slowly stroked the fire tiny flicker inside her to a bursting flame.

She nodded slowly as she held on to his broad shoulders. When his lips brushed the shell of her ear, her knees gave out a little, he pulled her closer to him to him and held her fast against his firm chest.

She felt like she was outside of her body looking down on herself.. screaming at herself to pull away, remove herself from his captivating eyes. He was everything fine refined and elegant and everything she knew she could never live up to.

Her eyes were locked on Lucius when she hadn't realized her date had tapped on his shoulder. In polite wizard society  it was customary to politely bow out when another suitor desired a dance with a young lady.

The wizard opened his mouth slowly 'May I have this dance Hermione?" he said shakily behind Lucius's back. Then the dark hair wizard barely came up to Lucius shoulder and Hermione was too lost in his eyes to notice he had ever spoke. Lucius lifted her from the ground again, his hands gripping her hips firm, he made her feel weightless in his strong hands, before settling her back on the ground. "and who is asking for this fair ladies hand?" Lucius drawled. "Viktor Krum sir" he said shakily.  Despite Krums physical prowess, he seemed diminuitive and looked so insignificant compared to the figure of Lucius.


Lucius released his grip on her and gave the dark haired wizard a polite bow but shot him one look of death that made the wizard freeze in his tracks.

"ah yes, how careless of me to forget, your name is world renowned", in Lucius silver tongued mouth it made all his fame and talent seem crude child's play. Hermione snapped out of the trance she was in, when Lucius had taken his eyes off hers.

"Oh Viktor, this is Lucius Malfoy, Mr. Malfoy this is Viktor Krum, of course" she said in a gittery and shaky voice. Lucuis gazed at her and her eyes became half lidded again. He raised a golden eyebrow, "yes of course" he said with a low predatory tone. Luicius offered his gloved hand to the shorter wizard.

Viktor gave him a firm handshake to hint at his dominance in the situation, but Lucius all but crushed the seekers hand in his, giving him a threatening glace before releasing his hand "Viktor do show her a good time, I have my eye on this one, I will be back for her" Viktors face grimaced slighty at the pain throbbing through his hand.Lucius gently kissed the back of Hermione's hand before politely bowing to Viktor and taking his leave.

Hermione could not focus on Viktor at all and was annoyed with his bickering and questions about her strange behavior that night. She missed the expensive and sensuous scent of Lucius, the way he glided her across the floor and the way his eyes made her feel on fire. She would quickly catch glimpses of him , staring at her by the large bar in the corner of the room. She had wanted to look into those eyes again and never look away.