Draco Malfoy Hot Novels & Stories

" 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

"No. It does not. I've had better." He chuckled. "You lie." I swallowed and clenched my fists hard as i mirrored his coy smile. "Do i though?I must say,i am quite disappointed. Even human males do better. Your touch makes me sick."His eyes darkened and i knew i should not have. Zephyros might have ignored the jab but Dragons were creatures of humongous pride. They would never ignore insults. In a split second he was in front of me,grabbing me by my hands and slamming me into the nearest tree. It knocked the air out of me and i gasped for breath.

And you would have been killed had I not been here. "So I'm supposed to thank you,dear dark lord,for saving my life," she coughed pushing his hand away as she felt some sparks when he touched her. He was the cutest creature she had seen so far. He had red eyes like a ruby gem,his blonde hair was long reaching his shoulder,his skin was pure white which would definitely glow as a lamp in the dark.He was also tall with broad shoulders,his packs were still so visible even with the black hoodie he wore

Yet, it seems she only likes him more and Drake could only blame his good look for that. He classifies himself as a perfect man. People say nobody's perfect, but Drake considers himself to be. He had the perfect height, look, wealth, influence, character and he just couldn't point out any categories he's lacking, so that's probably what was at fault. He's just irresistible, but it seems a certain lady isn't letting that sink in. Morgana. Sarah had gone on filling her brother in about their past interaction and Drake's mind remained at the entrance where Morgana would step out from.

Luka was wondering what’s going on in Draco’s head. “Then why did you send me to give her those herbs that healed her?” Draco smiled when he heard the question. “I want her to go through every pain with her mental health normal.” Luka thought he was evil but listening to Draco made him realize he was just being very nice because Draco works harder than the devil himself. “You are the main villain no one saw coming.” Luka said to Draco with a smile. “I love that for myself.” Draco replied to him with a smile on his face.

Sally smiled darkly at him, now trialing her fingers on his bare hairy chest in a seductive manner. “Whatever,” Draco scoffed and resumed fucking her on the couch. ‘Ouch! Fas... Faster!’ Draco groaned obviously in ecstasy as he seized her sagging breast, squeezing it tightly maybe to make her shout in pain. ‘Oh, I am loving this!’ Sally's eyes closed as she savored the pleasuring moment. “Fuck.” Draco muttered, banging and suddenly pull out from her. “Gimme your back!” He commanded. Sally rolls her eyes with a smile on her lips as she stood from the couch, turned around, and went on all fours after climbing back on the couch.

Jeffery felt a certain heat rising within his body as he held Cynthia's soft waist, he could only keep the conversation going to divert his attention. In the men's bathroom, loud moans of a woman could be heard through the bathroom door, inside, a hot and steamy session went on as a woman had her small red leather skirt rolled up to her back as she bent over the sink and at her behind, Drake who had his long and huge member buried inside her, kept on pumping relentlessly as he held on her long black hair pulling her head backwards. Drake went from the rapid pumps to monstrously rapid pumping as the woman's screams intensified but it didn't make him stop. Suddenly, he became wild as if he cou

“I'm the only one who has the right to make you scream like you just did. No one else, nothing else. And the day I catch you screaming for any other reason that isn't me giving you an orgasm.” It sounds like a threat, and even though I am scared, I find it attractive. Now I am sure that I have lost my mind, because why does it excite me that this old hottie is laying his claim on me? “Yes, Dante.” I respond and bury my face in his strong arm, slowly drifting off to sleep. …. “Miss Brown!” I can hear a distant voice, and I stir on the bed, spreading my arms wide apart, unwilling to get out of bed.

And with that, she ended the call, leaving the silence ringing in his ear. … Draco sat motionless for a long time, simply staring at the phone in his hand. Slowly, a grin spread across his face, wide and deadly, his perfectly white teeth flashing like a wolf on the hunt. “Well, well, well,” he murmured to the empty room. “Didn’t think today could get any better than this. And here she is… handing me a throne.” His eyes drifted lazily to the body sprawled on the floor nearby. The prostitute lay twisted where he’d dropped her, with glassy eyes and a mouth open in a frozen gasp. There was a small pool of blood under her head, soaking into the rug.

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.