"Isn't that the point?" she groaned, biting down on him as he withdrew each time, holding him tight inside her tunnel.
Hermione's tummy flipped over at the sound of his words, this was new territory. It really crossed the line, even for them, but Hermione felt herself nearly dretch him with her juices at the thought. She let out a feral little growl.
"The heir to the Malfoy name, a half-blood?" she smirked, "you would love to see me like that wouldn't you? It would mark me as yours."