Chapter 57
Astoria's eyes flicked over Hermione's serene face, a slight smile playing on her lips. Her hand reached out to brush a strand of hair from Hermione's forehead before she turned her attention to Draco.
Draco was nestled between Astoria's thighs, his tongue working in a slow, deliberate rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Astoria arched her back, a soft moan escaping her lips as she tangled her fingers in Draco's pale blond hair. She tugged gently, guiding him closer as he continued to lavish attention on her most sensitive spots.
"Draco," Astoria whispered, her voice breathy with pleasure, "we're ready for the next stage."
Draco paused for a moment, lifting his head to look at her with those piercing gray eyes. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice a low murmur against her skin.
Astoria nodded, her gaze steady and filled with determination. "Yes. When we return home for break, everything will fall into place. You just need to do your part with the marriage contract."
Draco's lips curled into a slow, satisfied smile as he resumed his attentions, the vibrations of his hum of approval adding to Astoria's mounting pleasure. She closed her eyes, losing herself in the sensation.
Draco's movements became more purposeful, his hands gripping Astoria's hips as he brought her closer to the edge. Astoria's breaths came in short, sharp gasps, her body trembling with anticipation and the heady mix of power and pleasure. She clutched at the sheets, her mind racing with the possibilities of their plan.
"When the contract is signed," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the rush of her heartbeat, "we'll have everything we need. Our parents will be none the wiser."
Draco's eyes gleamed with dark satisfaction as he looked up at her, his expression one of complete and utter confidence. "I'll handle the contract," he promised, his voice a smooth purr. "Leave that to me."
Astoria's body tensed, her climax washing over her in a wave of intense pleasure. She bit her lip to stifle the cry that threatened to wake Hermione, her entire body shuddering with the force of her release. Draco held her steady, his hands firm and reassuring as he guided her through the aftershocks.
As her breathing slowly returned to normal, Astoria looked down at Draco, her eyes filled with a mix of triumph and desire. "Together, we’ll be together," she said softly, her voice tinged with a predatory edge.
Draco moved up to lie beside her, his lips brushing against hers in a gentle, lingering kiss. "Indeed we will," he agreed, his voice filled with the same dark promise.
Astoria glanced over at Hermione, still sleeping peacefully beside them, oblivious to the machinations taking place right under her nose. A thrill of excitement coursed through her at the thought of what was to come. They were so close now, and soon, their plan would come to fruition.