Chapter 55
After a grueling day of classes, Draco's anticipation was at its peak. He stormed into his dormitory, where Hermione stood by the fireplace, looking both serene and eager.
"Draco," she greeted him softly.
"Hermione," he replied, his voice cold and commanding. "I was frustrated last night. It seems your little puppy has teeth. Tonight, it's my turn."
Hermione stepped closer, placing her hands on his chest. "I want to make it up to you."
Draco's eyes burned with a fierce desire. "You know what I want."
"I'm here for you, Draco. Tonight, I'm yours.”
Draco stripped them both with swift, almost violent movements, his touch leaving marks on her skin. He grabbed his Slytherin tie, his eyes piercing into hers. "Trust me?"
Hermione nodded, her breath catching. "Yes, Draco."
Draco bound her wrists to the bedposts with his tie, pulling the knots tight enough to bite into her skin. "Stay still," he commanded, his voice a low, menacing growl.
Draco's hands roamed her body with a rough, bruising intensity, his fingers digging into her flesh, leaving red marks in their wake. "Do you like that?" he demanded, his tone harsh.
"Yes," Hermione gasped, her voice trembling.
Draco's grip tightened painfully on her hips, his nails biting into her skin as he positioned himself between her legs. "Tell me how much you want it."
"I want it, Draco. Please," she pleaded, her voice shaking.
With a powerful, unyielding thrust, he entered her, setting a relentless, punishing pace. Each movement was rougher than the last, his fingers leaving bruises where he held her. "You're mine, Hermione. Say it."
"I'm yours, Draco. All yours," she cried out, her voice breaking under the intensity. The room echoed with their screams and the sound of their bodies colliding with raw, brutal force.
As they neared the edge, Draco leaned down, biting her lip hard enough to draw blood as he captured her mouth in a savage kiss. They tumbled over the edge together, lost in a moment of pure, consuming agony and ecstasy.
When it was over, Draco collapsed beside her, both of them breathing heavily. He smirked, a dark satisfaction in his eyes. "That was... incredible."
Hermione smiled weakly, her body aching from the rough treatment. "Yes, it was."
Draco untied her wrists, his fingers leaving lingering pressure marks, and pulled her close. “Not just tonight. You will be mine every night.”