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𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭/𝐛𝐝𝐬𝐦/𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬
The new maid, Mariah Miller, attracts the attention of the two brothers of malfoy mannor, Tom Riddle and Draco Malfoy.
The book that gets KINKIER by the chapter.
"My other favourite par...
"When I take the knife out of your mouth is when you can make a sound."
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__ Mariah Miller Pov __
Tom riddle Swiped the bit of glass out away from under my chin, grabbing me by the arm and taking me outside. He opened the door, this time non-hesitant, and slammed me up against the wall, using his hands to command my arms to outstretch by my sides.
His fingers laced themselves around mine, pushing the back of my hands further into the bricks so that I was confined against his body. A weak whimper slipped past my lips due to his harsh movements, but one of his hands tore away from mine to cover my mouth.
Riddles careless and thoughtless actions then became, calculated and precise. His head moved to one side of my shoulder and started to observe my skin, he watched it thrive in goosebumps, taking pleasure out of seeing me so helpless up against the wall, tied down with his own bare hands.
He dipped his head down towards the side of my ear, slowly trailing his tongue on the outer lobe. "You disobeyed me, Mariah, you went against what I told you!" He partially yelled, "I'm going to make you regret that you ever spoke to my brother." Tom continued, with an angered rasp in his voice.
"Then make me. Make me regret it all." I panted because of my sincere thirst for him to ruin me as he told me he would.
I didn't get a reply, instead, I felt his lips begin to suck on my flesh. His mouth didn't linger in one position for too long, he would find a tender area on my neck, beat it with his lips, then search my body for the next place to tackle.
"If you want to act like a whore on stage, then that's how you'll be treated," Tom stated, pulling down the broken straps with his teeth, exposing my tits to him.
He pulled away for a moment from all the furious kisses to examine me, his dark eyes prowled all over my figure. Especially on my uncovered breasts.
Toms's palm cupped the side of my cheek, turning my head to the side to watch the purple bruises already develop along my body.
"I had to hold myself back from ripping your clothes off of you and fucking you on the spot, but now," He flipped me around so that my back was facing him, "But now I get to do whatever I want." He whispered, using his knee to knock my legs open for him.
I felt his arm snake around my waist, first stroking up and down my curves, then forcing my back to arch against him. "I give you full consent." I permitted, throwing my head back onto his shoulder.
Toms's lips plummeted onto my mouth, roughly kissing my lips. "Open." He spoke, and when I did his tongue worked its way into my mouth. The same desire from when we were in the library radiated off of our movements, except this time the desire was enflamed.
