Ruining Draco
I breathed, my voice a pathetic, broken sound that I barely recognized as my own.
"Please what?" he taunted, pressing just deep enough to make me arch my back off the table. "Say it. If you want me to give you, you have to beg for it. Tell me you’re mine to break."
"I... I’m yours," I sobbed, the words feeling like a betrayal of my very soul. "Please, Draco. Do it."
He didn't wait for a second invitation. He thrust inward, a sudden, heavy intrusion that stole the air from my lungs.