In the Shadows (Mattheo Riddle)

chapter 26 (spicy)

I threw my self onto his bed, and made my self very comfortable. It wasn't long until he joined me.

"Well someone has made themselves at home" he laughed. I jumped off the bed and into his arms, "i missed you" he laughed.

"i know you did, I'm very missable" I smirked at him.

"You're testing my patience with that dress tonight malfoy." He said inching closer to me.

"Oh am i? Hows that?" I teased back to him. I knew exactly what I was doing when I slipped this dress on.

"Get on the bed Amelia" he ordered, god he was hot.

Safe to say I flung my self on the bed.

He had a way with words, and he sure as hell had a way with his hands. He made me feel like the sexiest girl in the word, climbing on top of me. Whispering sweet nothings in my ear about my looks and my body. Throwing me around like a weighed nothing.

This time was different, it was slow and passionate. There was so so much kissing, and touching. He went slow, and gentle. He kept his eyes locked on mine the whole time.

For the first time ever, I felt loved.

When he finished he handed me one of his shirts that was laid on his floor, "I figure this will be way more comfortable love."

I threw it on, and laid back down next to him. He laid there, shirtless just in his boxers. I examined his body, for the first time in the candle light.

I dragged my finger up and down his stomach, up to his shoulder, then down his arm.

Thats when I seen it.

The dark mark.

His dark mark.

I knew he was bound to have one, I mean his father is the fucking dark lord. But to see it, unclose and clear, on the boy I loved.

"You can ask me about it, you know." We whispered, tucking my hair behind my ear.

"does it hurt?" I winced when I touched it.

"Not anymore" he chuckled.

I tried not to show it in my face how much it bothered me, but I know behind that mark, was just a scared little boy seeking his fathers approval.

"I'm not happy I'm one okay? I would take it back if I could. Draco would too. Yes I know he is one, and I know thats why you won't speak to him. But if your in love with one, don't you think you could be a sister to one?"

I rolled my eyes at him. I knew he was right. "Ill speak to him, I promise."

"Good. He needs someone to talk too. This shit isn't easy, its a lot weighing on our heads all at one time. Luckily, I have you to distract me with."

I smiled, I couldn't help it.

We laid there and talked for hours. I now knew everything I wanted to know about his childhood, about his tasks, about each scar on his beautiful body. I couldn't keep my hands off him.

I laid facing the door, kicking my feet in the air, reading a book he had stored in his wide collection, when he snuck up behind me. Kissing my neck and slipping a finger into me.

Twice in one night? I considered my self lucky.

He motioned for me to put my ass in the air, putting me on all fours. He slipped his t-shirt I was wearing up, allowing him to pull down my underwear. He lined up, teased me for a second and went for it.

I loved looking at his face, but this was my new favorite position. He had one hand on my shoulder, pulling me deeper into him with every thrust, and the other hand full of my pony tail. I was loving every single second of this.

Until his door swung open, and I couldn't move fast enough, neither of us could. We were frozen.

In walked Draco and Theo.

I knew I was fucked. We were fucked. This was fucked. Fuck.