He moved back to her – slowly, stalking back like an animal, his lips descending back on her mouth, and he prodded his cock back into her, this time gradually, giving her time to adjust as he distracted her with kisses while grabbing her hair with one of his hands. He started moving gently inside of her and she wrapped her hands around his neck, looking at him. Malfoy watched her with a deeply focused expression like he was trying to solve a puzzle. She recognized that look – the one of obsession, of ownership, of having control. She was his. It was undeniable.