MARA WILLIAMS

Every tick of the clock was like a dagger to my heart, every strike signalling one less moment together.

Last night, as if slept safely in his arms I'd dreamed that I was walking the halls of Malfoy Mansion alone in the dead of night, hesitating before that locked door once again... This time an amber light emanated from behind it along with a soft hissing.

Kneeling, I levelled my eye to the keyhole and peered inside. There was the silhouette of the cage again, but this time I could just about make out what was inside... I pulled away to rub my eyes and when I looked back through the lock a piercing yellow eye stared back at me. I jolted awake.

"Another nightmare?" Draco asked as he traced his fingers down the length of my spine. "...I hate bad dreams..."

"Something like that." I mumbled, dragging a palm across my forehead, trying to rid the images that plagued my mine of that horrid snake-like eye.

• • •

"Can I look yet?" I couldn't help the smile that tugged at the edges of my lips as he led me blindfolded through the manor. Anxious anticipation gnawed at the pit of my stomach, only dulled by the feeling of his strong body pressing into me from behind, guiding me as he rasped against the side of my neck, "Don't you dare. Not until I tell you."

I felt as though we'd become much closer since the previous night, we'd stayed awake for hours before the fire, just talking, before we slept in one another's arms, this time with a renewed sense of security in one another's company.

"What if I fall?" I laughed as I stumbled over something but Draco caught me and I could feel the grin on his lips as he pressed a kiss to my hair. "You won't I promise, I've got you."

He pulled me gently to a halt but didn't push away, instead his arms wrapped around my waist from behind as he whispered, "Open your eyes."

I pulled the blindfold down, and for a moment I blinked profusely as my eyes struggled to adjust to the bright light. My mouth fell open.
A thousand lights twinkled like stars, illuminating the manor with each tiny flickering glow. "-Oh my God..."

In the centre of it all, a Christmas tree that was at least twenty feet tall, ginormous enough that the silver star mounted at the apex almost brushed the manors high vaulted ceiling. Red, gold and green baubles glinted beneath the fairy lights, reflecting off the tinsel that snaked from the trunk to the tip.

Draco rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, "Do you like it?"

I couldn't help but stare at him dumbfounded, unable to react or process the pious sight that beheld me, before I threw myself at him, wrapping my arms around his neck and placing a chaste kiss on his cheek. "It's perfect!"

• • •

Draco spent the next few hours chopping logs for the fire, whilst I watched hungrily from the window above as he swung the axe high above his head.
His arms flexed and the taught muscles of his back shifted as he brought it down, hard. Who knew something so mundane could have me so hot and bothered... Just the sight of him alone had me tingling to my core, and begging for more.

He was driving me crazy.

So much so that the moment I saw him set the axe down before and begin carrying armfuls of heavy logs effortlessly inside I jumped up from my perch to intercept him, one thing and one thing alone on my mind... To sate the urge that roared inside of me.

I quickly dragged a brush through my wild hair and sprayed myself with some perfume, all the while my untamed thoughts only served to further fuel my fire. I caught sight of him coming up the stairs right as I left my room, though it could hardly be considered my room anymore as I'd spent almost every night bar the first in Draco's.

As always the portrait sneered and hissed at me as I passed but I payed them little mind. "Filthy Half-Breed whore!" Screeched one of an elder woman with the name Druella Rosier scribed into a bronze plaque beneath the frame. "-You should be ashamed!"

Ashamed? Me? So instead in that moment I decided to give her something to feel shameful about.

"You alright?" Draco asked breathily, raking a hand through his dishevelled hair, shirt sleeves rolled up to the elbows and the first few buttons of his shirt undone, to reveal the sinful hint of skin.

I said nothing, instead standing directly before him and cocking my head as he stared at me confused, moving to walk around me but I stepped in front of him once more, a wry smile tugging at the corners of my lips.

"What do you want from me?" He said frustrated as I took a step forwards, staring up at him wantonly, before shoving him back hard so that his back collided with the wall.

"What the fuck-" He snarled, glaring down at me with eyes that sparked an unholy flame inside me. There was entirely too much space between us.

I arched an eyebrow coyly at his frustration, and pressed my chest into his, lowering my lips to the nape of his neck as I said softly, "I'm sorry, maybe that was a little unclear..."
He tensed instantly as dragged my tongue along the space just below his ear and whispered, "-What I was trying to say..."
I place my palm on his chest, enjoying the feeling of his heart thundering beneath me. "...Is that I would really..." I took his earlobe between my teeth, tugging gently "-Really love..."
My hand slipped from his chest, slowly down his taught abdomen to stroke him through his clothes. "...You to fuck me right now..."

I moved away briefly to take in his stunned face, still processing what I'd said, before leaning in once more to tug at his bottom lip with my teeth. A moment later he hissed out a ragged breath, looking me dead in the eyes as the faintest smirk graced his lips, "...Mara Williams, you'll be the death of me yet."

I winked at him, then pulled away entirely. I turned and walked away, feeling his eyes on my backside. Oh yes, this was going to be fun...

I nearly made it to the stairs, before I felt a hand jerk me roughly backwards. Having spun me around, Draco gripped my arms with his hands, his face looking harsh in the candle light and he was obviously straining to hold back himself.

"Don't you dare walk away from me like that." He ordered hotly, his face only inches from mine. He looked like a freshly woken storm, struck with lightning and cursed in thunder, devastating enough to have me begging on my knees.

I leaned forward with the thought of capturing his lips to show my intentions, but he pushed me further away from his face.
"What's wrong Draco?" I smiled suggestively at him, watching all manner of thoughts run across his face. "-You look a little bit flustered."

His eyes were fierce as he shoved me up against the wall, and I couldn't help the shiver that ran over my body. -There was the roughness I craved, the kind that left black bruises and purple hickies.
He smashed his body against mine, and I dove at his mouth, a whole new kind of fire erupting between us.
Effortlessly he lifted me up, hands grabbing me behind the knees as he pushed himself between my thighs. I wrapped my legs around his waist and rolled my hips against him, moaning as he grabbed my hair and pulled my head to the side, biting and sucking his way down my throat.

He bucked his hips against me, and I gasped at the sensations he was hellish pleasure he was drew from me, his hard body between my legs, a hand gripping my backside, his mouth sucking on my collarbone. I began pulling hungrily at his shirt and he lifted his arms to accommodate me. I had barely a moment to appreciate his body, before he ripped my shirt up my body, my bra joining it on the floor shortly thereafter.
His rough hands surrounded my breasts, pinching the pebbled tips between his fingers and evoking a pleasured shout from my lips. His mouth renewed it's assault on my body, and then suddenly I was lifted higher against the wall, lining my naked chest with his face. He dove at my peaked nipple with no preliminaries, alternating sucking and swirling his tongue around it. I groaned, tangling my hands in his hair, pressing myself closer to his devilish mouth.

Draco pulled sharply on the sensitive nub, before suddenly biting down, dragging a ragged yelp from me. He dragged me back down to assault my lips again, and I let my legs drop down so I could stand. I reached for the catch on his pants, and releasing the button, and eagerly my hand down the front of his pants to grasp his straining member, giving him a subtle squeeze.

He grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me forward to ravage my mouth again. He made his way to my ear, scraping his teeth across the lobe, before growling low, "Get rid of your clothes."

I eased my hand back up him slowly, gripping all the way up before releasing him and stepping back. I slipped the material lazily over my hips, watching his jaw clench as I pulled them slowly down my legs.
No sooner did they hit the floor, he shoved me back against the wall, then he was lifting me up to wrap my legs around his waist again, gripping my backside as he thrust his tongue into my mouth and my tongue met his with a moan, as I rubbed myself desperately against the front of his pants, the fabric causing an amazing friction. He pulled away, looking at my flushed face, his breath fanning across my face.

I'd never felt so starved.

He kept my eyes as he reached down to brush over my apex, swirling his finger agonizingly slowly around my sensitive clit. My head fell back with a throaty moan as he finally slipped two fingers inside me, setting up an agonising pace.
The pleasure mounted as he thumbed my clit in time with his expert fingers, and the incredible agony almost became too much as I desperately rode his hand.
I grabbed his head and pulled him in for another heated kiss, before releasing his mouth with a shout as he angled his hand to hit just right. His head bent down and captured my puckered nipple with his mouth, suckling it with purpose, hurdling me towards my peak. Suddenly, his teeth scraped across my breast and I shrieked as my orgasm spilled over me, crashing through my body like a tidal wave. I leaned my head back against the wall, eyes shut, as I tried to slow my breathing and bring back some semblance of thought. I opened my eyes to find his intensely piercing ones searing into me with a predatory hunger, and I could feel my heart rate spike again.

"Climb up," He ordered, his voice low and hard. I edged myself up shakily, as he used his hands to unzip his jeans and let them drop to his feet.

I slid back down with trembling hands, quivering in anticipation, He slipped a hand between us and grasped his length, guiding it to me before easing inside, pressing that velvet hardness all the way into my throbbing core, and I hissed at the feel of him sheathed so tightly inside me. He held there for a moment, gritting his teeth, before slowly sliding himself back out.

"Fuck" I grunted through gritted teeth, I clamped down on him at the incredible sensation, my breath shuddering loudly.

His eyes watched my face as he slid his hands up to my hips, gripping them tightly just before slamming himself back inside me. "Draco!" I shouted, everything in me clenching as his hips snapped relentlessly. My hands dug into his shoulders, a feeling like no other, fire erupting from everywhere he touched.

Desperate, I tried to push myself down on him harder, but he only pushed me closer to the wall, keeping his pace steady. He controlled my movements with his hands on my hips, so I would be forced to take whatever hellish agony he gave.

Harsh breaths shuddered from my lips, pleading for him to let me move, or for him to stop teasing me, or maybe for him to let go and just pound into me. Any of those things would work for me at the moment.

I writhed against him, begging with my body for him to finish me off. I barely had time to notice his fingers squeezing my thighs, pressing in tight enough to bruise, and then suddenly, he was pounding into me with renewed vigor. My body lifted with each slam of his body, and I keened at the sensations racking my body. I could feel my body stirring, racing towards completion, and looking at I couldn't stop the sounds pouring out of my mouth, I was so close, so desperately close, my face buried in his shoulder.

In the throws of my pleasure my eyes caught those of Druella Rosier, her wicked countenance contorted in a bitter rage as she shouted her revulsion to deaf ears.
We'd been so caught up in our lust that we'd been blinded to our surroundings. But as her comments echoed through my mind I couldn't bring myself to be embarrassed.

"You filthy Half-Breed whore! You should be ashamed!"

I stared her dead in the face as I cried my pleasures with every unforgiving buck of Draco's hips, I'd show her just how much of a whore I could be...

My fingers tangled in Draco's pale hair, his eyes were shut tightly, his teeth bared, as he worked me over and over again. I gasped out loudly, my back arching, as my climax exploded in a crescendo of pleasure. My body constricted around him as he drove up one last time, spilling his release with a muffled shout.

He stood there, leaning into my body, against the wall, as we both struggled to find the air to breathe again. I leaned my head back, feeling insanely mellow, and enjoyed the weight of his head against my shoulder, his hands wrapped around my thighs, his body between my legs. Our bodies pulled flush against one another.

He lifted his head, and I leaned mine down with a satisfied smile, as I sighed tiredly. "That was amazing."

He smirked in response, his face saying clearly that I shouldn't have been surprised. He gave his odd little laugh, before smirking, "Merry Christmas Mara."

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