Family Ties - Tom x Mattheo x Reader (Cassandra)

Chapter Four

Cassie

Ok. So my view on Tom has now officially changed. He saved my fucking life. I let him touch me in what can be assumed as an intimate way. I melted when he massaged my scalp earlier. There is an ache between my thighs, I feeling I haven't felt before, my instincts lead me to lower my hand and touch myself. I am wet, aroused. I need to know my body more, especially if I am to live with these two hunks. I imagine Tom doing this although I know he would feel better as his hands are huge. Then my mind drifts to seeing Mattheo come out the pool. A soft moan leaves me. I insert two fingers inside me. Shit that feels good. I keep pleasuring myself, trying to be quiet. I then feel like I have wet myself but the feeling twinned with it isn't embarrassing it is euphoric. Laying there in a panting wet mess, I scramble off the bed, change the sheets and my clothes. I look at myself in the mirror and I look flushed.

Shaking away my thoughts, I realise I haven't eaten since this morning. I head to the kitchen and see that my mum left some leftovers in the fridge. I re heat the food and sit down to eat. Devouring the lot I find myself going for seconds, something I have never done before. I know I am thin and need to plump out a bit, but that will take time, I am not stupid. I hear voices I do not recognise. Remembering Mattheo saying he had friends coming over. As much as I would love to meet them I am not quite ready for being overly social. I clean up my dish and find myself in the library. Finding a book to read I sit on one of the many chairs, I choose the one by the fire. I sink into it and start reading. I realise I am not alone. I see a dark figure in the opposite corner to me. It's Tom. Deep in study I think anyway. Getting back reading I find him padding over to me. He sits on the sofa on the other side of the fire. "You seem a lot better now doll." My cheeks flush, oh if you only knew. He looks just as flushed as me. Does he have the same abilities as his father? Fuck. There is no way I can stop myself from thinking how fucking fine this man before me is. Shit.

I find him laughing. "You know what I am thinking don't you?" he nods. "I mean you think rather loudly so it is very hard to ignore, if it helps I find you attractive as well, so we are even" we both laugh again. "I know it is an invasion of privacy, but sometimes I cannot help it, call me curious, I don't delve deep so don't' worry about that" I move to sit beside him. "to be honest I do not actually mind, It saves me having to talk about everything" he grabs my hand and that ache returns. Knowing he can hear what I think I try not to think about what his hands feel like. Then I realise that's exactly what I am doing. Fuck. I turn to face him properly, giving him a smile. He closes the space and now I get nervous. His cinnamon scent intoxicates me. He cups my face and leans in close. I feel his breath on my face. Closing my eyes I feel his lips pressed to mine. I melt. I am done for in this moment. I need to forget my trauma and move on. Needing to get over my fears. I return the kiss, I open my mouth and he dominates it with his tongue. I let out a moan and he lets out a sexy as sin growl. He deepens it and pulls me onto his lap.

I find myself wrapping my hand around his neck. I know I have never done this before but I have seen it. I am not completely clueless. He grabs my hips I can feel him growing beneath me, holy shit I am turned on.

"I don't want to push you doll" he breaks the kiss and rests his forehead on mine. "You're not doing anything I don't want, you quite literally make me feel alive." He growls again and lowers me to the sofa. His hands trail my body. Touch me Tom, I know you can hear me, I want to feel you. He moans, he lifts up my top finding me with no bra on. He sucks my nipples and I moan hard and shake. "Fuck doll, did you just come?" still shaking I fist his hair and force him back onto my breasts, he doesn't fight me. He kisses down my stomach to the waistband of my pyjama bottoms. He looks up and I nod.

He wriggles them over my hips and I am just lying there in my lace panties. "You are utter perfection doll" his head lowers further. He kisses my inner thigh, my body is craving more. He slides my panties off and I am fully exposed but completely relaxed. I feel his wet tongue lick my centre, my back arches in response. He works my swollen bud and inserts one finger, he slowly works me up and I burst. Literally. "Jesus Christ that's hot" he devours me once more. Sliding in another finger. I am completely hypnotised. "Tom fuck!" he moans more into me as I call out his name, he clearly likes that. He works me up again to my third, yes third fucking orgasm in god know how much time. By this point I am a quivering mess. Once I come undone a final time he grabs a blanket and pulls me into his lap once more. I lean in to kiss him, not caring that I can taste myself on his lips.

"That wa-" he cuts me off. "amazing doll, I do not know why but I am growing obsessed with you" a smile beams from my face. "same can be said for me, you make me feel safe and that is saying something, I can feel confidence I never had seeping through and I have you to thank for that, although I will admit I didn't expect you to break the wall first, I thought Mattheo would" he chuckles. "Oh believe me, he would if it wasn't for his girlfriend. He is with a girl called Pansy, I don't particularly like her and they do not fit together, I think he is with her to shut her up. That's what we were arguing about that night, he does find you attractive but he cannot act on his impulses until he gets rid of her." My brows furrow with confusion. "Isn't weird that you both want to be involved with the same girl?"

"not really, there are a lot of girls out there that would love the both of us, our whole friend group as well, they call us the most good looking boy group there is" colour me fucking intrigued. He pulls up his phone and shows me photos of the rest of the lads. Well be still my beating heart, now I know why my dad never wanted me to go to Hogwarts. "If you did attend doll he wouldn't have hurt you, or your mother, we all would have caught on."

"What if I wasn't placed in Slytherin?" he smiles again. "You still would have had lessons with some of us, and we would have noticed you, but never mind all that, I know you have had to deal with a lot of trauma and I am honoured that you can trust me with your body, but if at any point you need to stop just say so, ok? I may have a reputation for being a dick and killing at will but one thing I do not stand for is abuse" I smile and kiss him again. "It is appreciated Tom, and I think the fact I was never sexually assaulted helps, its only physical violence and shouting that triggers me."

"Noted, but keep us between us for now, I don't care if Mattheo find out or my father for that matter, I just want to be selfish and keep you for myself for a while"

"I am surprised you do not wanna rub it into Mattheo about us together" he chuckles again. "Oh believe me I will eventually, he will read between the lines sooner or later, but lets just explore one another first, I know you haven't had much experience with this and I want to take this slowly with you, if you will have me of course, and fyi I never and I mean never want to be fully involved with someone." His words humble me. "By fully involved what exactly do you mean, we haven't exactly known each other long" he stokes my face.

"Doll, I know more than you think, when my father told me that he was helping your mother out I did my research, yes I am a bit of a stalker but I was intrigued by you, not many children of death eaters stayed away from meeting passed the age of 16, they needed to attend at least one then gain the dark mark, so it surprised me when you never showed your face" I give a half smile, knowing how infatuated his father was with my mother, I knew my dad was a death eater and talked about going to meetings and what not, I never knew going to one at 16 was mandatory, let alone getting the mark. So here I am a 19 year old virgin sat on the lap, naked, on the eldest son of the Dark Lord. What the hell has happened.

I slide off his lap and pull my clothes back on. "I am guessing the fact your father has always been in love with my mother had something to do with that, she did speak about her first love when she was in school and how she wanted a life with him, but no knowing who it was, I understand why they didn't get together all them years ago" we continue talking for hours, we do have similar interests. For someone that isn't fond of conversation he does talk a fair amount, or is that because it is me. Who know and who cares, I like him.... A lot.

We end up falling asleep in front of the fire in the library, his arms wrapped around my waist. The best sleep I have had for years. Would have been perfect if it were in a bed. I scramble out of his grip as I am in need of my morning coffee and surprisingly I am quite hungry. Tom grumbles awake and he joins me in the kitchen. He does everything for me, I guess his stalking habits came in handy as he knows how I like my food and coffee in the morning.

I hear voices coming toward the kitchen and I tense up, I guess Mattheo's friends stayed the night.