TOXIC LITTLE BITCH. (DM)

Twenty Eight⚠️

Effie said goodnight to her friends and quickly stumbled upstairs to the bedroom where she knew Draco was waiting for her, she was hungry for him, eager for his touch, desperate for his kiss.

She walked into the room which was dimly lit with about a hundred candles giving the place a red glow, the bed was covered in rose petals, she walked in and closed the door, she couldn't see Draco, but before she could even look anywhere she felt a soft silky material covering her eyes and then everything went black.

"What's going on?" She giggled.

Silence still engulfed the room, she felt two large hands grip around her petite figure and guide her across the floor, there were no words. Just the sound of the music in the background.

The fabric of the bedsheets hit the back of her thighs and she could feel herself being laid down on the bed.

"Draco what—"

"Shh— no talking princess." He demanded.

She obeyed him, staying completely silent as she felt him above her examining her curves, it was as if some sort of monster took over him, he ripped off every item of clothing she was wearing in the space of two seconds.

Her full body was bare and exposed to the cold air in the room, she heard the sound of metal clinking from above her before she felt his cold hand run along her arm and raise it above her, she felt something tighten around her wrist, and then around her other, he slowly made his way down and done the same to both her ankles.

"Tonight." He whispered, while tracing circles around her stomach. "You don't get to see anything and you don't get to touch anything. Your all mine tonight. Understood?"

She nodded her head, not actually knowing if she was allowed to speak yet.

"I said understood?" He repeated, wrapping one of his large hands around her neck in the process.

"Yes sir." She whispered in that little angelic voice that drove him absolutely off the rails.

His hand trailed down to her soaking wet mess, not hesitating to slide a finger inside while his thumb was rubbing circles on her clit, causing her to arch her back in pleasure.

"Fuck" she panted, trying to grind her hips against his hand, but failing miserably due to her restraints.

"You like that don't you? You little slut." He muttered coldly while picking up the pace of his fingers inside her.

She nodded breathlessly, she loved it, one moment she was the most fragile thing in the world and the next, she was a desperate little slut, his desperate little slut, and it was the truth, the only person she ever craved was Draco, she wanted him inside her every second of the day, she wanted to feel his hands all over her, his soft lips kissing her skin.

His free hand travelled up to her breast, pinching and flicking her nipples making them stand to attention.

"Draco— please"

"Please what? Use your words you pretty little whore." He snarled, still watching over her trembling naked body, he could see every flinch, every movement, every goosebump. But she could see absolutely nothing, which made it even better for him to watch.

"Please fuck me." She whimpered, pouting her lips, if he could see her eyes, they were begging for it. "It's my birthday."

He couldn't take much more, she heard the zip of his jeans undo. She felt the knots tighten in her stomach in excitement, she wanted him so badly, he was the only one who could make this ache between her legs go away.