Draco Malfoy Fanfiction Dirty Novels & Stories

Lucia demanded, pulling the girl toward her. But before the servant could answer, a deep, dark chuckle echoed from behind and Draco staggered into the hallway. He was shirtless, wearing only loose, unbuttoned pants, while a half empty bottle of liquor dangled from one hand. His hair was disheveled, and he had a twisted grin on his face that didn’t belong to any sane man. His eyes glittered with a drunken, predatory satisfaction. “Well, well…” he slurred. “Look who ran away before the fun was over.”

Let's find out who was "she" in the previous chapter. IRINA IVOR POINT OF VIEW "Hey, sunshine. The D for Dominic and D for Demon is back. Come on, get down on your knees. You dumb bitch. You won't be needing your feet anymore. You will spend the rest of your life kneeling in between my legs and crawling around me." I could feel him standing on the door and laughing hard at his pervert dialogue. All of sudden he stopped laughing and started taking long hungrily steps towards me.

Only after the door closed with a click and I heard his receding footsteps in the hallway did I look up. With a light slap on his arm, I threw Draco an accusing look, which made him shrug. “I want some alone time with my mate. That’s all.” He reached out to touch my face, and our eyes met. Draco’s eyes were filled with tender affection as he cradled my face like a precious jewel which he couldn’t get enough of. The sheer intensity of the situation kept me frozen, unable to glance away from those piercing gray orbs that promise sweet nothings.

"Shall I help you take care of it?" My mouth parted. Was she offering what I thought she was? My mind suddenly drifted to the text her professor sent her and my jaw clenched. My psychotic brain couldn't accept the fact that she had fucked other men or sucked their dicks. I hated it. It would've been better if I didn't have to know that information. "On your knees, sweetheart." She dropped to her knees at my command, and she didn't do anything else as if waiting for more orders. I smiled in the midst of my painful erection. I didn't know she was into this shit.

" It hurts, does it? You should have thought about that before cocking your head like that in front of me. I told you to keep your distance from me. But you insisted that I come and stay with you in your house instead of that clown's place. I had been trying hard to keep my thoughts to myself. I was busy getting some work done here! But you insist on teasing me! Now you must pay!" He brought his lips close to my neck and licked it. I was sitting with my knees bent. I had the option on hitting him with the flower vase next to me and running away. After all he was just a human. But my body got the better of myself. It had been uncontrollable ever since Draco became a human. Now it was about to

Eventually I'd pass out and stop breathing, which is what I wanted soon. "Draco have you been working out? Your techinque for torture and that wip is really top notch. It's giving me chills. I love it." I tried wriggling my eyebrows at him but had no idea if they were working or not. Draco had a creepy smile on his face and he leaned in closer. "Maybe I'll go back to earth and start asking your little bastard where her witchy mother is and I'll be sure to fuck her too."

Stefan Malfoy's POV:: I was standing still, close to the window as I looked outside the building. I was so happy for everything going on currently. And today, happens to be the greatest of them all because finally I was with Lucinda Orlok, my childhood dream. She was still unconscious because Layzal [the djinn] had done a powerful enchantment on her which made it absolutely impossible for her to wake up anytime soon. I felt bad against it because i couldn't just wait to see her open her eyes and embrace my full glory. I have been on diet because I really wanted to appeal her the day she finally wakes up from her enchanted sleep.

His cocky demeanor faltered. Draco hadn't moved. His posture was rigid, his gaze burning into me. I could feel the intensity of it, like a physical touch, a possessive claim. The air around him seemed to crackle with suppressed fury and undeniable arousal. I reveled in the power of it. I leaned closer to Mark, my voice dropping conspiratorially, but still loud enough for Draco to hear. “He’s very… thorough. And he doesn't like tardiness.” Mark cleared his throat. “Right. Well. Um. So… you wanna grab coffee sometime?” He was flustered.

Drake pulled closer to her face, and replied, “It means you are very cute. It's a shame though that I would be doing so many nasty things to such a pretty face” Elaina's mouth fell open in shock at his uncensored words and her cheeks turned bright red in embarrassment. “Stop that! You are so naughty” she squealed. Drake laughed at her and said with a smirk, “I know you secretly enjoy my naughtiness. You just won't admit it…” “No I don't. You don't have proof” she replied. His smirk widened and he proceeded to push her lightly so she was lying on the bed. She was surprised by his actions but she didn't object one bit, a thrill ran through her spine as lustful thoughts flooded her mind.