"Always," he answered, voice rough and low. "Always yours."
With his weight braced on his hands, he arched his back slightly to thrust inside her deeper still. Each push forward brought him closer and closer to the knife edge of release, but he was determined she would fall again, fall with him. Once he'd lowered back to cover her, one hand slid between their bodies and found her clit with searching fingers. He kissed along her jaw towards her ear and spoke, his voice a near growl. "With me, Hermione. Come with me."