Novel & Cerita Draco X Harry Smut

I swallowed frantically, choking slightly on the sheer volume of his seed, but forcing it down my throat just as he demanded, tasting every single drop of his power over me. More of it spilled over my lips, leaking out the corners of my mouth and tracking down my chin, painting me in his mark just like he promised. Draco stood completely still for a long, agonizing moment, his chest heaving, his fingers slowly loosening their death grip on my hair. He let out a long, shuddering breath, looking down at me as I knelt there on the hard floor, breathless, tear-streaked, and thoroughly ruined.

I asked, biting my lip as I rolled my hips up to meet his thrust. “Ours, no mere human could handle all of this, or mating with two dragons.” He said with a groan as I scraped my nails across his chest, I was ready for whatever we were about to do. His silver-gray eyes met mine, “You my dear are a succubus, well, half may be more.” He said in that same gravelly tone that made my toes curl, his magic seeping through me. Making my body tense with anticipation.

SANDRA POV The word escaped before doubt could creep in and ruin this moment. "Yes." Damon's face transformed, hope blooming into pure joy. "Yes? You mean it?" "I mean it," I confirmed, my heart racing with equal parts excitement and terror. "I want to try this with you." He pulled me into his arms immediately, crushing me against his chest. "You have no idea how happy that makes me." I buried my face in his neck, breathing in his familiar scent. Cedar and rain. This was right. This was what I should want.

She can smell the intoxicating mint of Drake’s breath. Emily didn’t answer, With one wrong move, their lips would touch each other. She looked down but screamed out of her lungs when Drake pulled her hair roughly. It hurts her scalp, and her head is in a painful situation. “Answer me, stray. Speak, or I’ll cut your tongue,” he coldly uttered. “Then cut it!” she fired back. “Cut it already. . .” She was sick of this. She could see the satisfaction in Drake’s eyes, but she knew it wouldn’t be just like this. It wasn’t good in her state. She still has broken bones, and maybe in just a few more tortures, she will collapse.

Although it may seem like she has the opper hand in their relationship but things don't always turn out to be the way they look, in contrast, Draco is a manipulative bastard and Cynthia, well she is just a loyal dog at his disposal. He makes all the rules why she implements them. Draco cut off the kiss and grabbed her waist, dragging her towards the bed as he immediately got ride of her clothes in a swift, his hands roamed around her body like a lustful dog. He forcefully slipped three of his fingers into her p*ssy at once and gained a painful scream from her, instead of slowing down his eyes became cold and angry as he retracts his fingers from her already dripping wet p*ssy.

"So sirens, sorceresses, chimeras, all valid and real, but you draw the line at water dragons?" I bit my lip, realizing the humor in my statement. "I had never seen a dragon before." "But you've seen a siren, then?" he countered, knowing my answer already. "That is beside the point!" I replied, tapping my foot impatiently. Thane's mouth curved into a repressed grin, and fuck, if I didn't miss the way a smile looked on him. His eyes dropped down to my tapping foot, raising an eyebrow as he raked my body with his gaze. Instantly, my entire body clenched. I tried to shake off how he affected me, focusing on what I had to say.

Draco said and Damien immediately turned to look at him with a confused expression on his face. Draco let out a small laugh. “You should have seen your face when you talked about Kira. Your face literally lit up ten times more the second you started to talk about her,” he said to his friend. Draco cleared his throat as he moved closer to Damien. “Listen Damien, I know what I'm gonna say is gonna sound very cheesy and all but I've seen the way you look at Kira and I've also seen the way she looks at you. You both used to be like fire and ice at one point and now, you're both just able to melt at each other’s gaze. I remember when I found out that your cousin was my mate,” Draco chuckled as he

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.

Over his broad shoulders, I saw Draco with Harmona in his arms. He was still lying down on the floor, but he had tucked Harmona into his chest, her face pressed to his jacket and his free hand covering her ears so that nothing could reach her. Not the sight, nor the sound. “Draco! Harmona!” I rushed past Alistair, past the bodies on the floor and knelt down next to Draco’s form. “Is she okay? Can you stand?” “Yes.” Draco nodded his head, loosening his grip on Harmona before he placed his head on the ground in exhaustion. “Yes…”

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.