Cumming on command was becoming a survival tactic, she could excuse herself of blame if her climaxes saved her from something worse. Hermione knew that Bellatrix still didn’t understand that she didn’t need to make excuses for what she was. Omegas in the presence of Alphas as strong as herself simply would lose all other sense of purpose, the ability to measure time, or think for themselves, their needy cunts would drive them, and that’s the way things should be. Humans spent so much effort distancing themselves from their primal nature, vampires on the other hand were the embodiment of those impulses and hungers, it was a life she was going to give her precious omega, even if it meant taking her kicking and screaming.