You Are Why

Chapter Five

Y/N's hand smacked towards Draco, stealing his glass and downing it before handing it back and standing up. "Koala bears are very interesting animals, I'm sure, although I know very little about them such as their preferred geographical location," she rambled.

Lucius grabbed her hair, yanking her around the back of the settee and she started to cry out but saved it at the last second. "AH-I am quite fond of warmer climates myself, that is, until I actually end up in one."

He forced her hands to grip the edge of the furniture, forcing his foot between hers and breathing into her ear. "Spread your legs."

"Most newlyweds have issues with their in-laws," Y/N white knuckled the top of the cushions as she complied. "But this is a little ridiculous."

Lucius pushed up her skirt, stroking his fingers over her clit. "Already wet for me, I see."

"Blackjack is an interesting card game and mathematics is a superior concept," Y/N pinched her eyes shut. "The variance is supreme, geometry difficult to compare to chemistry."

"Chemistry isn't math," Lucius breathed down her neck, beginning to coax his finger into her but pausing. "Have you ever been penetrated before, slut?"

"I know chemistry isn't math you horrible, horrible man," Y/N's leg started to bounce, "and I hesitate to give you any information that you could possibly use against me in an attempt to appeal to your humanity, no, I have not been."

"Not even by yourself?" Lucius drawled over her muttering about the periodic table. "While thinking of Draco, perhaps?"

"No," she replied, face suddenly screwing up. "CRAP-ulous, is a word that I did not know existed until sometime last year."

He'd plunged his finger into her with little regard for her sensitivity. "Are you thinking of him now?"

"No," she spat, clenching her jaw. "Draco would be gentle."

"Is that so?" Lucius mused, slowly curling his finger in a come hither motion. "Like this?"

"I," she drug that word out a few extra seconds, "do not know the difference between geometry and algebra."

"That's not true," Lucius called her out, repeating the gesture. "You're a highly intelligent little slut, I can tell."

Her walls started to pulse around his finger and she twitched her leg, gritting her teeth in concentration. "You are a bad, bad man, Lucius Malfoy."

"Yes, I know," he purred, "and you're a naughty girl too, aren't you?"

"No," she hissed, leaning forward over the sofa. "I'm a princess."

"That is what he calls you, isn't it? Draco." Y/N sucked in a breath at the mention of his name. Her recovery only took a second but it was long enough for Lucius to notice and exploit the obvious weakness. "You like hearing his name don't you, princess? Imagining Draco was in my place, fucking you from behind as half a dozen people watched. Would you like that?"

"I am struggling," Y/N forced out, "not to call you a profanity."

The older man pulled out all the stops for the remaining moment but Y/N kept up her monologuing until the timer dinged and she came undone with a cry, rolling her hips. "Fucking bastard."

He retracted his hand with a scowl and she whirled around, seizing his prized hair in her hand and yanking as hard as she could. "Point newbies." She let go, collapsing onto the arm of the couch and falling backwards.

Draco couldn't even look at his wife, eyes flicking to his father instead. "I don't think I'll ever be able to unsee that."

Y/N cried out, stomping her foot against the ground as she fisted the cushions. Draco's eyes snapped to her, admiring as she orgasmed yet again. "I didn't know my voice had such an effect on you."