Bound by secrets

Chapter 4

****⚠️TW SMUT⚠️****

Was I really about to lose my virginity to Draco Malfoy?

His eyes roamed my body, dark with lust. In the dim light, I could only see about an arm's length in front of me. He stood over me, tall and imposing, the hunger in his gaze unmistakable.

"Lie down. Now," he growled, releasing his grip on my hair. Without a word, I obeyed.

"Don't move," he ordered, reaching under his bed and retrieving something—rope.

He stood, walking around the bed and grabbed my wrist roughly, yanking me up the bed before binding my wrist tightly to the bedframe. He repeated the action on the other side, leaving me helpless, tied to his bed. I was trapped. Fuck.

He loomed over me again, cold fingers gripping my throat, making my body jerk involuntarily.

"Now, I'm going to show you what you do to me," he growled, his breath hot against my ear. My entire body shuddered.

His lips crashed against mine without hesitation, and the second our mouths met, I felt the heat pool between my legs. Fuck. No, don't trust him, I warned myself, but our lips moved together so perfectly, his tongue slipping into my mouth as I mirrored him. I tried to move, desperate to touch him, but the restraints held me firm.

He broke the kiss, turning my head to expose my neck. His lips found my skin, trailing kisses down my throat, and I gasped in surprise.

When his lips made their way to the bare skin between my skirt and top, I couldn't stop the small moan that escaped. My body trembled beneath his touch.

"Does that feel good, darling?" he taunted, fingers slipping under the waistband of my skirt.

"Mmm hmm," I managed to mumble as his cold, ringed hands brushed down my thighs, pulling my skirt away and leaving me half-naked before him.

"Mmm, I'm going to rip that lingerie off with my teeth," he murmured, kissing his way back down my stomach, sending shivers up my spine.

When he reached my panties, he lifted his head, flashing me a devilish grin. God, he looked so sexy, and all I wanted was for him to touch me. His hands gripped my waist, one sliding toward the damp fabric of my underwear.

"Now, let me see that pretty little pussy of yours," he said, pulling my panties off with his teeth, staring at me in awe. I was soaked.

"It's so fucking pretty," he groaned, his thumb teasing my clit. A moan escaped me the second he touched me.

"Oh fuck," I gasped, my head falling back as he spread my legs wider, rubbing my clit with increasing pressure.

"Good girl. You're so wet for me, Y/N," he purred, quickening his pace. "I want to hear how good I make you feel."

I moaned louder, my body squirming beneath him. Without warning, he thrust a finger inside me, his thumb still working my clit. I cried out, the pleasure overwhelming.

"Oh my god, you're so tight," he growled, pumping his finger faster, my wetness echoing in the room as I writhed, helpless and bound. My back arched, wrists pulling against the ropes.

"D-don't s-stop," I pleaded through gasps and moans.

"Beg me," he teased, suddenly withdrawing his fingers and removing his thumb. That fucking prick. Why did he have to be such a tease?

"Please, don't stop," I begged.

"Don't stop what?" he smirked, his hand teasingly trailing up and down my thigh.