Hidden | Draco Malfoy, 18+

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Mature content ahead.

This book has been rewritten from chapters 1-25, so the paragraphs may lack comments.<3

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''Fuck—'' Navy heaved, her hips lowered even more over his, spreading them an inch further as the warm, strong hands of his helped her waist to rock, ''Theo—''

She couldn't control herself as he did just that, as his hands gripped around her, her clit repeatedly hitting the right spot, ''Fuck. I can't—''

''Feels good, hm?'' Theodore hummed into her neck, holding onto her as he fucked her, his dick stretched inside her, his craving for her urged. ''Louder—'' He demanded. ''I want everyone to hear you scream for me.''

And he did. He loved holding her on her edge, knowing that he was the one making her feel the way she did, to be the one fucking her mercilessly, even if she already was his, he had a strange addiction to keep marking her, to keep showing everyone that this right here — the girl whose world was shattering as he sucked on her neck was his and his only.

His hips bucked into hers, his cock twitching inside of her as her fingers clenched around the headrest of the furniture.

She needed something to hold onto as he fucked her raw, as his hands dug into her flesh roughly. He bit down her skin, muffling his own sounds.

He reached places within her, places she didn't even know existed, but this position, her on top of him, rolling her body against his as he forced himself deeper, made her feel everything.

Theodore's hand cupped her cheek, his thumb dragged her lower lip down, moaning into her parted lips, ''My needy girl,'' He grunted, hastening his speed. He was close, more than it — he loved and cherished the way her pussy made him feel as she kept rocking her body harder over his, slipping out just enough for her to catch her breath before he forced himself back in.

The noise she kept creating, that little breathless stir from the back of her throat, made him crazy, feral almost. ''I want you to come for me, because like this—'' His eyes fled down their moving bodies, watching as she trembled over him, how her breasts bounced underneath the fabric of her shirt, ''To have you like this, thinking about filling you up — I won't be able to hold myself for much longer.''

Navy whimpered at Theodore's words, his thumb still on her lip as the coiling feeling of pleasure tore through her vessels. She was close.

''Mine, mine, mine.''

She was so, so close. Perhaps too close, because the second her eyes fluttered shut, her jaw dropped, and she cried out, her mind went straight to him.

The blond-haired Slytherin she had spent a night in secret with, the boy who made her feel more than adequate, and even if she was right here, with her boyfriend in a train carriage on their way back to school.

She couldn't stop thinking about him — Draco.

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Draco slipped his hand in between them, pumping his dick up and down as his teeth nibbled her tit, ''Fucking goddess...'' He mumbled, ''A fucking temple, and all for me—''

He kneeled back, reaching for the little bag of powder resting on his nightstand, and he poured a perfect line, right in the middle of her boobs. The residue of dust tickled her skin as he dipped down, his nose buried in her chest, sucking all the blow in.

''Fuck—'' The blond one growled as her back arched, soft trails of giggles fled her lips. Draco rose a brow at the sounds she was making, ''Didn't I tell you to shut the fuck up?''