Theo flipped Draco so that his head was against Hermione’s belly. She needed a front row seat so that she knew what Theo could do, how he could make her feel if she could just learn to always obey him. She’d never want for anything if she could learn to love his control. Theo ran his thumb across her jaw and kissed her deeply, his other hand tugging on her nipple ring. She sobbed when he pulled back.