Bring Him To His Knees Dramione Novels & Stories

Even Thea screamed along with them. She didn’t even look my way. Didn’t ask how I’d managed to convince him. I stood there silently, watching as Mr. Ashford stepped fully into his role, commanding the rink with nothing but his presence. His muscles were obvious even beneath the casual clothes he wore, and I sensed that some of the players had stopped just to stare at him too. Given how the ladies were screaming for him as if they had never seen a man before, I wondered what was so special about him or why they were reacting that way.

He drops to his knees and collapses to the floor like a sacks of balls. Dead. Then Damian steps into the light.

I drawled and he rolled his eye taking a step down the stairs. “Oh! You’re very much allowed to go out. I’d love some drama.” He crossed his hands gradually depleting the distance between us. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I blink my eyes, once, twice, thrice and again in perplexity. I repeat when he responded with an uncanny smile. “Mr. Kim?” I lift my brow up and all I receive is his beta version of a smile. “You’ll see.” He extended his arm and grabbed the pair of heels from my hand. “Let’s go.” He muttered bending forward and the next moment, I saw him on his knees. “Lift your leg, hurry!”

My hand dances across his wavy thick hair, and a man slips out of my lips, and I pull away. “Get on your knees,” Dominic said calmly, his tone demanding and alluring. Leaving the food I was barely eating, my knees softly made contact with the hard floor, and he stared at me, his finger slipping into my mouth, the warmth of my mouth covering every inch of it when he pulled away. “You don’t look good on your knees, you are a queen Aurora and you should be treated like one, A queen never bows down for anyone, not even her king, A queen is treated like a God, you are my God.” He murmured against his lips.

“But apologies don’t fix stupidity, do they?” He shook his head quickly. “N-no, sir.” “Then maybe I should teach you how to walk properly. Drop the tray.” His eyes widened. “S-sir?” “I said drop it.” Clyde snickered beside me. Damon folded his arms, watching like he was waiting for a show. I felt in control… finally… after days of spiraling humiliation. The boy lowered the tray shakily to the ground. “Now kneel and—” And that was when it happened.

It's way past midnight when she hears the knock on her door, she opens it to see Draco, standing with a black dress in his hands. "Come outside," he says, giving her the dress. "We're saying goodbye to Mouse now." He doesn't wait for her to say anything, just turns and walks away, and she can see how much he's hurting by the way his shoulders are all slumped down. She changes into the black dress and goes downstairs and outside where everyone is standing in a circle around the wooden thing they built, and she can see Mouse's body on top of it covered in a white sheet. The second she steps outside she feels the way the air changes, the way all those eyes turn to look at her but this time it's

The driver and Draco both glanced at each other to confirm if they heard her well before her voice resonated once more. “I say you should kneel and beg for it” she repeated her words and the driver got on his knees immediately. She turned to him and waved her finger, “I was not talking to you” she said before facing Draco, “You should be the one to kneel, Alpha Draco” she stated with a grin, and Draco could not believe what he, just heard. How dare she?

Damon said, running his thumb so lightly over my clit that I almost came. "Why..." I gasped. "You don't know?" Damon asked, pulling back as he stood straight, crossing his hands over his chest. "No.." "Do you want to know?" Damon questioned, and I nodded. "Get on your knees" Damon ordered, my center pulsed in response as I sat up, and without any orders from Damon, I removed my bra so that I could be bare before him. Damon took a step back, giving me enough space to kneel. My legs were weak as I managed to get in position, I sighed every second my thighs rubbed against each other.

he asked, earning a death glare in return. A smirk formed on Draco's face. "Fine then, let's have it your way," Draco pulled him back to the sun with the chain tied around his neck and he screeched in pain. He kept struggling and crying out loud and Draco simply chuckled with a satisfied look on his face. While Draco did that, Kira would steal glances at Damien who had not made an attempt to look at her since he arrived. When she had greeted him this morning, he had simply replied to her quickly and walked away making her heart sink to the deepest pit of her stomach.

The heat of his touch was searing, shocking through the thin silk of my dress. "Enough," Draco growled. The sound was deep, vibrating against my back as he effortlessly hoisted me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing more than a feather. The world tilted violently... the room, the brothers, the opulent lighting all spinning into a blur. "Draco!" Daemon laughed, though there was a frantic edge of surprise in his tone. "Don't be such a miserable bastard. She was just getting to the fun part." "I am finished with the pleasantries," Draco bit out, his voice a low, terrifying rasp that sent a jolt of genuine fear... and something far more complicated, straight to my core.