Afterward, he pulled out from her and stood, immensely satisfied. She was sitting up and wiping the tears from her eyes; the most beautiful flush covered her face. Draco watched her avidly. She was radiant. Her hair was wild and her eyes half-stunned and her ass had a reddened imprint of his hand on one of its cheeks and his seed was slipping out of her even now—he reached for her and bit her gently on the neck before kissing her.