Monster From Hell | Tom Riddle

thirty eight

He rapidly pushed me down onto the floor onto my knees. I looked up at him as I started tieing my hair into a low ponytail. He smirked and said, "Good girl, such a good girl." He cupped my jaw in his hands and traced my lips. He let go and started to undo his pants.

"Now, you know what to do, darling." He revealed his cock, "Suck," He ordered.

"Yes daddy," I nodded my head and slowly. I wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock, and then I started to suck.

Tom through his head back in pleasure, moans escaped his lips, "More, Princess.Go Faster." He moaned.

I started going faster as he said. His loud moans filled the room as I continued to suck.

"It's coming, I'm so close," He moaned, "I'm going to..." Just like that I was introduced to his taste. I pulled away, my breathing was heavy. Tom cupped my jaw and started to wipe the extra from my lips, "Such a good girl," He smirked, "Obeying daddy."

"Anything for you daddy," I breathed out.

"On the bed now," He ordered as he started unbuttoning his shirt. I crawled onto my bed and lied down while Tom took off his tie and tied it around my hands, using it to tie my hands up.

"You've been such a good girl when sucking daddy's cock," He smirked as he took my jaw in his hand. He threw his shirt to the ground and smirked, "But I still have to punish you. That's part of the game. Do you understand?"

"Y-Yes daddy," I mumbled.

"Louder, I couldn't quite catch that," He wrapped his large hands around my throat and started rubbing the fabric of my underwear over my clit.

"Yes daddy," I said louder, "I understand."

"Good," He smirked. He started to attack my neck with kisses, leaving marks almost everywhere his lips touched. Small moans filled the room. Toms hands ran all over my body.

He then unclipped by bra from behind and started to place kisses over my breasts. He continued down my stomach, stopping every once in a while to suck on the skin. He then reached above the spandex of my underwear where he started placing hickeys. His hands ran all over my thighs, eventually reaching my clit.

"You look so fucking pretty when I fuck you darling," He breathed out, "So fucking pretty..."

He slid my underwear down to my knees and inserted his finger inside of me. He moved back and fourth while looking at me, smirking.

"I'm gonna make you scream," He whispered, butterflies multiplied in my stomach as he bent down near my clit. He started licking, even biting once in a while. My moans began getting louder and louder.

"Can I-" I started.

"Go ahead darling," He mumbled, "I want to taste you again."

He started to lick again before I finally released. He started licking his lips, making sure he gets all of if. We both pulled away from eachother. Tom smirked.

"You wanna talk now?" He asked.

I smiled and nodded my head yes in response. We both climbed under the covers. I laid on his chest as he ran his fingers through my hair. I placed tiny kisses on his chest.

"What were you trying to say to me before I left?" I asked him, "I was dumb and didn't let you finish. I'm sorry about that."

He sighed and started lightly massaging the dimples in my back. He moved up to my shoulders and started massaging in circular motions.

"Look at me darling. I'm a monster." He started, "I'm cold and dark. I've never cared for anyone. That's until I met you."

"Wait, Tom why don't you care for anyone?" I asked.

"Love potion," He responded, "My filthy dad was on a love potion by my mother." He explained, "I don't want to get into it that much."

"Understandable," I nodded my head.

"I don't know what it is but...there's something about you that just sets a spark in me. I don't know what it is," He explains, "I want you to be honest with me, darling. Do you love me?"

I sat there on his chest in my thoughts. He has done bad things in the past, but then again he was acting nice lately. That couldn't forgive his actions though.

I didn't know. I wanted to say I loved him, but he was an ass in the past.

"Baby, can you answer me?" Tom asks snapping me out of my thoughts.

"I-I don't know Tom," I stuttered nervously, "You were an ass to me. I want to say that I love you."

"Then say it," He stroked my face with his thumb.

"I-" I think for a second.

"Baby, be honest," He mumbled.

"I need time," I blurted out, "To forgive you. You called my mom dumb because she was a muggle. I don't know how to forgive you." I explained.

"Well I have to confess something. My dad is a muggle, my mom was a witch. I'm a halfblood. Like you, but I act like a pureblood." He admitted.

"But, why would you call my mom stupid for being a muggle when your dad was a muggle?" I asked.

"I just did," He shrugged, "I always felt different about you, Victoria. I wanted to push you away because...I never cared for anyone, an no one cares for me."

"Well," I sighed, "I care for you Tom."

He looked up at me, his dark eyes twinkled slightly.

"I really do," I nodded my head slowly and placed a small kiss on his lips.

"Really?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Really," I placed a small kiss on his chest.

He ran his fingers through my hair while I lied ob his chest in my thoughts.

How badly I wanted to forgive Tom, even though he's done terrible things in the past. I really did care for him, around me he seemed different. He acted different around me, especially that night in the library.

He was cold and dark. Cold as ice. Bot that night in the library, that night he felt different. A side he never showed off to no one, no one but me.

"Are you tired?" His soft voice asked me as he continued to run his hands though my hair. It took me a moment to realize that I closed my eyes.

"Oh, um....yeah. I'm pretty tired," I told him.

He got out of bed and picked me up, carrying me over to the closet. He pulled out a random tee shirt and some sweatpants.

He placed me down on the floor and handed me the clothes, "Here."

"Thanks, but I could've got them myself," I giggled.

"Don't your legs hurt though?" He asked.

"Yeah, a little bit," I nodded. I threw the tee shirt over my head. Then I put the sweatpants on. Tom then picked me up from behind, a small gasp left my list.

"You forgot I was here, huh?" He smirked.

"No," I giggled.

"That's what I thought," He carried me over to bed as we both flopped down together. We both got under the covers. I lied next to him as he stroked my hair and massaged my hips.

"You should get to bed," He ordered, "You seem tired."

"Happy birthday," I mumbled.

"Thank you princess," He smiled. He leaned over and placed a small kiss on my forehead. He quickly got up and grabbed something.

He turned back around and in his band was the teddy bear. The one I gotten on Christmas.

"This was from me, I figured I'd probably tell you that," He sighed, "I didn't write my name because I didn't want to seem...you know."

"I understand," I nodded.

He handed me the teddy bear. I took it and held it close to my chest, embracing it into a tight hug. Tom wrapped his arms around me and held me close and I drifted to sleep in his arms.