Bring Him To His Knees Dramione Novels & Stories

For a moment her mind refused to understand what her eyes were seeing. Draevyn sat in one of the briefing chairs near the long table, his dark hair falling loosely around his face, his hands gripping the sides of the seat as if he had no intention of moving. And on his lap— A young Seelie woman. One of the palace servants. She straddled him boldly, her pale skirts gathered around her hips as she bounced on him with eager urgency, her head thrown back as soft sounds spilled from her lips. Lyressa’s heart sank.

replied Jergintarth, kissing Edmund's crown. Albus watched them with a sorrowful smile. Jergintarth's memory ended there. Draco's consciousness was brought back to the present. He was back in the big room. When transforming back into human form, Draco saw Astrid approaching him with curious eyes. "So, what do you see, Draco?" asked Astrid. Draco looked at Astrid, then at Edmund, who was standing not far from Astrid. Suddenly Draco's tears dripped, getting heavier in each second.

Before I can move, Zayn is by my side, his grip firm on my waist. “Damon, you're drunk,” he says. “Go home.” “Drunk? I am perfectly sober, brother.” He takes a few steps toward the center of the floor. He looks around the ballroom, his eyes landing on the far side of the room where Amanda is standing with the lead investors. Damon raises his voice, intentionally projecting it. “Hey! Look at the new king! Let's all raise a glass to the grand illusion!” “Damon, stop,” Daniel whispers frantically, following after his master like a loyal dog.

Noel gasped following me behind, we got to the main hall and that was when we saw her, shockingly Draco was on his knees, She has succeded in killing all his gards, his legs and hands were bleeding. "You bloody betrayal, you think you can kill all my love ones and go Scott free, I am not called Freya for Nothing, put a respect to my name any time you see me,I am a devil and a real one, I am sending you to hell fire so you can cool your ass off there, you Moron"She yelled and shit him from his head till toes, tears dripped from his eyes and he fell flatly. I was about shooting him before she did but she is too fast.

Draco replied with blank face “AH…. oh….” Jasmine replied and tried to push herself away from Draco but was too heavy for her to push away “Le.. let me ge… get you some almond oil…. I’ll massage your body” Jasmine replied as she kept struggling in his arms to free herself however Draco was having some other intention running yards in his mind. Draco quickly bends down and swiftly pulled up Jasmine in his arm in bridal style and turned around towards his bed, on his way he kicked their room door closed.

Dante stepped forward, unbuttoning his waistcoat. "Get on your knees, Bria," Dante said, his voice amplified by the hidden acoustics of the pit. "Show them how well you take your masters." I dropped to the marble, the cold stone biting into my knees. Cyrus stepped behind me, his heavy boots thumping on the stage. He grabbed my waist and forced me forward until my chest was flat against the marble and my ass was hiked high toward the ceiling. "Spread that pussy for me, more slut!" Cyrus growled, his voice echoing in the silent arena.

Then, loud and theatrically, his voice rang out, "Ladies and gentlemen...” My heart dropped. Oh no. Before I could stop him, he dropped to one knee. One. Knee. My eyes widened in horror. “What are you doing?” I hissed through clenched teeth, trying to keep my voice low even though I could feel every single soul in the room watching us. “Get up. Now. Stop. Don’t do it. Get up, Damon...seriously!” He turned to me, smirked, and gave me a slow, exaggerated wink before facing the table.

My arms tightened around her tiny torso in return and I poured in all my emotions in the kiss we shared before we both let ourselves sink to the bottom of the lake. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Creon’s POV “Mate !” I exclaimed in surprise as Danielle, or rather Damon wrapped his arms around my torso and lifted me effortlessly in his arms so that my back was resting to his front while he settled me comfortably between his legs.

His lips hovered close to her skin and he pushed her down. “Kneel.” I saw something moving on her face, a smirk that shadowed her lips. Her eyes sparkled now and she did as she was told. She was in a squatting position when he told her to stop and he raised her dress. He told her to continue down on her knees. The dress fell around her like a flower and her back was facing him. Darian moves to the next girl and I lowered my head further. He was five girls away and then it was my turn.

I pushed away from him, taking two steps backward, he looked hurt, but I didn’t care. He stared at me for a long moment with stormy eyes, then he did the last thing I expected him to do. He sank down—knee by knee, until he knelt right there on the dining hall floor in front of everyone. The night Alpha Damian Blackthorn was on his knees for a broken omega witch. Gasps echoed around us like gunfire. I stopped breathing.