𝓘𝓶𝓹𝓮𝓽𝓾𝓸𝓾𝓼

CHAPTER 10

*EXPLICIT SCENES AHEAD*

*TW: KNIFE PLAY

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Draco had never imagined that he would be with Athena Potter.

Never imagined they'd be using each other for pleasurable things.

Never imagined He'd push her up against a wall after a ball.

But here he was, staring into her eyes as he traced his favorite spots of her face with his thumb. He would continue to go over the moment in his head, whirling around because he had never felt this way before. He had never been anxious to what woman would think. He wanted her to hurt, he wanted her to cry, and hold him tighter as if the pain was intolerable.

But he wanted her to love it.

He wanted to give her everything yet he was afraid to kiss her.
He wanted to destroy her, but keep her pure.

His hand snaked along her abdomin-

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Draco sat up from his bed with a groan. He was sweating and panting- the idea of his dream still gathered around in his head.

He slammed the back of his head against his mattress. An exasperated sigh left his morning throat. He could feel the erection against his stomach, blinded by the undergarments.

Draco wasn't one to pleasure himself- he rathered others do it for him. That's why so many woman accompanied him throughout the day. There was always a need- a need that was never fulfilled.

He wondered if Athena could free the need.

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Athena woke up slowly- rubbing her eyes as her legs stretched in all sorts of directions. She let out a low groan of satisfaction to the muscles being relieved of tightness. She sat up slowly letting herself adjust to the sunlight seeping through the windows. Draco had let her sleep in one of many guest rooms in the Malfoy Manor. Nothing had happened after their dance. Far too many people whisked Draco away, for dances, drinks, and causal talk.

But It didn't help as Athena stared across the room at him- despite her promise not to-, and watched. Watched as he danced with suitable woman. Woman of which were his age- beautiful independent witches. She stared in jealously- fury. Jealously of the woman with him- fury to herself. Mad at herself for feeling the way she did.

But she felt joy at the thought that Draco would be hers in the night. Her's only.

She was ecstatic of when they would have their first encounter together. After the words evacuated his mouth, that was all Athena could think about. Things she shouldn't- but couldn't stop herself from.

Ways his tongue could maneuver- his sharpened body over hers- the expressions she wished he would make- noises.

She shuddered.

Athena was different than Draco. Draco had no need for self pleasure as he found it in many woman- sometimes multiple in one standing. However Athena had to use self pleasure- or she would rarely have any at all.

A sharp knock gathered Athena's attention over to the door. She sat up adrenalin rushing through her- she could hear her blood pluming through her body. Could it be Mr. Malfoy? Was he ready for her?

She walked over- before stopping. If it was Draco, she should look somewhat presentable. Maybe he liked messy hair- so she kept that. She was already wearing shorts- which she pulled up to expose the tip of her ass. With her tight tank top- she pulled it down letting her cleavage free. She took a deep breath pulling open the door.