Bound by secrets

Chapter 25

As Draco led me away from the others, his grip on my hand was firm, sending a shiver of anticipation through me. I knew what was coming. Ever since that night when I'd tied him up and teased him to the edge of madness, he had been planning his revenge. The way he looked at me now—with that dark gleam in his eyes—told me he was ready to make me pay for it.

We reached his dorm room, and the door closed with a soft thud behind us. The moment it did, Draco's whole demeanor shifted. He pressed me against the wall, his breath hot against my neck as he whispered, "Do you remember what you did to me, Y/N?"

I swallowed hard, my pulse quickening. "I remember."

"Good," he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear. "Because now it's my turn."

Before I could respond, his hands were on me, rough but deliberate, pinning my wrists above my head. The intensity in his eyes made my knees weak. He leaned in closer, his lips ghosting over mine. "I'm going to show you exactly how it feels to be at someone's mercy."

A thrill shot through me, excitement and nervousness mixing together. "Draco—"

"Shhh," he whispered, cutting me off as he released my wrists and stepped back. "Take off your clothes. Slowly."

His voice left no room for argument. I bit my lip and did as he said, stripping off my top and skirt, feeling the weight of his gaze on me the entire time. His eyes were dark with desire, but there was something else there too—a simmering intensity, a hunger for control.

When I was left in nothing but my underwear, he tilted his head, his smirk growing. "All of it, love."

My heart pounded as I unclasped my bra and slipped out of my panties, standing completely bare in front of him. He let out a low, appreciative growl as he took in the sight, and for a moment, I thought he might pounce on me right then and there.

But instead, he turned away and walked to the side of the room, pulling something from his drawer. My breath caught when I saw it—a length of dark silk. He returned to me, the fabric dangling from his fingers, his smirk never fading.

"Hands behind your back," he ordered softly.

I hesitated for a second, but the look in his eyes told me that hesitation would only make this worse. I obeyed, crossing my wrists behind me. With a swift motion, Draco wrapped the silk around them, securing me tightly but not uncomfortably.

He circled me slowly, taking in every inch of my body as if savoring the moment. "You look beautiful like this," he murmured, his fingers tracing along my collarbone. "Vulnerable. Just like I was."

I tried to speak, but he silenced me with a finger against my lips. "No talking, Y/N. Not yet."

His hands roamed over me, gentle but possessive, teasing every inch of my skin. He touched me in ways that made me gasp, but he never let me have too much. Every time I started to melt into his touch, he pulled away, making me want more, making me ache for it.

"Do you like it?" he asked, his voice soft but commanding. "Being at my mercy?"

I bit my lip, unable to answer with words. He leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. "I think you do."

Draco stepped back again, leaving me standing there, naked and bound, my body trembling with anticipation. "Now, I think it's time I teach you what happens when you play with fire."

He pushed me gently toward the bed, laying me down on my stomach. I could feel the cool sheets beneath me as he climbed on top, his body hovering just above mine. I tensed, waiting for his next move, but he took his time, savoring my anticipation.