The Dance of Life

Summary: The beat of the music pounded in around her ears as her hips swayed wildly on their own accord... And then when she wasn't looking... Hands against her hips, pulling pressing, caressing... and the firm, well built chest of a man behind her...

Miracle-writer

This is a one shot Romance between HG/DM/BZ. BE WARNED! It is rated M for a reason!

She stepped into the muggle club, and all male eyes within ten feet turned their attention to the sexy goddess now gracing them with her presence. She ignored the attention. The cat-calls that were drowned out by the music, the stares that were slapped off their faces by their dates...

This Goddess had a beauty that radiated off of her, and her clothing only accented her luscious curves. She was about 5'5'' with a long lean, but well rounded figure. She wore a stunning pair of high-heeled shoes with straps that wrapped around her legs and up to her knees. She had small ankles, muscular and very long legs that were not covered by the small black "skirt" she wore. And then up your eyes would travel, over her flat belly left completely bare. And then higher and higher, over her well rounded breasts that were not lost beneath the small red tube-top she wore. Arms sparkled with silver bangles, her neck adorned by a silver necklace with a lightning bolt charm. And then her long silky smooth chocolate hair that was lightly curled and hung down her back.

The men watched as she proceeded to the dance floor almost immediately without sparing a glance to any man. The way her body moved was hypnotic, it was enchanting, her skin glowed with a kind of paleness, her eyes a deep stunning blue that left you feeling as if you were drowning in them. Her lips were a sweet pink, and the rest of her... just perfect.

She reached the dance floor and couples parted in awe, allowing her to move swiftly to near the center of the floor. There she proceeded to allow the music to wash over her completely. It started off as just swaying, her whole body just swaying with the somewhat moderate beat of the music. She turned her head from side to side, allowing her hair to tease those watching her...

And then it started.

The music sped up dramatically and she was instantly lost within it. Her body moved with it perfectly, her hips swaying, her arms raising over her head as they bent. She allowed her hands to travel down her body, from her long tantalizing neck, through the valley of her breasts, over hips, and down to her knees, where she proceeded to dance just a little bit naughtier.

A man stepped up before her. She raised her hands, dancing with her knees slightly open and bent, and he squeezed up to her, allowing himself to dance with her. Or he tried. She placed a hand on his shoulder, and she tried to show him... To wash him in the intoxicating rhythm that called so strongly to her animalistic needs and desires...

He failed the test. She pushed him aside and danced alone again. Man after man attempted to dance with her that night... until finally one succeeded.

She had been dancing dirtily, her body shaking and moving uncontrollably, not a care in the world existed. And then she felt it. A large hand lightly touched her waist, and then extended over bare skin. She moaned in delight as she felt the man bring her strongly against his chest. His other hand grasped one of hers and trailed over it and then followed her arm to shoulder, to neck where he bent her head and then lowered his. She threw back her head excitedly, eyes closed as she felt his breath come in short hot pants that tickled her skin.

He nibbled at her neck as he grinded into her ass. She responded by pushing further into his warmth, causing him to become quite aroused. He kissed her neck and then, made a movement with his hand for his buddy to join the fun.

And so another man joined, this one darker and smirking, all of this lost to the Goddess who felt herself to be in heaven as she lifted her hands back to hold the head of the man behind her.

And then she felt it. The pelvis of yet another man, this one grinding into her from the front. She moaned as she felt the hands of the man behind her fall from tummy, to the flesh between her thighs. And then she felt the man in front of her wrap his arms around her waist and grab her ass. He lifted her up slightly, pulling her in and the man behind her followed.

She opened her eyes to find they were in a darker part of the club, a place a little less... open, where things could easily be hidden. And it was as she comprehended this, that she felt the hand between her thighs move aside the fabric of her panties to toy with her clit. He rolled it between his fingers, applying pressure as much as possible. And then he penetrated into her folds...

The man in front of her was moving her skirt up, touching bare hand to bare bottom as she wore a thong. He caressed her, and trailed his hand down a leg, to a knee that he bent and wrapped around his waist. He captured her lips in his and tore at her with a passion. A hand came from her ass to fondle a breast as it was pushed out of her tube-top and left bare.

None of this was noticed by those around them. So wrapped up in their own passion were they that they could not hear the load groans coming from her as the men continued to man handle her. They pulled at her, wanting to ravish her with everything they had. And she was lost to it. She was so enchanted by the feelings... So wrapped up in them that she could no longer support herself. Instead they held her up as they continued to bump and grind, the man behind her thrusting his hips into her to a steady rhythm that followed the music.

She felt a bolt of electricity go through her as four hands moved all over her. The man behind her had rough hands, and she knew it was him who had a hand between her legs and one on her right breast. The man before her had a hand squeezing her bottom, slapping it hard, pinching it, anything to cause hurt, pain and a redness that would not fade. It was he who so harshly pulled at her left nipple bruising her, and it was he that she felt bite into her neck and draw small trickles of blood.

And then she came. Her body shook violently as the wave of release swept through her. But they continued. For what seemed like hours they moved with her, seemingly dancing, but really causing orgasmic pleasures she had never experienced.

And then the music stopped. They let her leg fall, hands moved from her body as she drunkenly fixed her clothes, a smile on her face. Her hair was messed up, her clothes wrinkled. As she walked out the two men followed her out. Heads turned as she left ahead of most. And they new what she was Goddess of... pure pleasure and uncontrollable lust and desire.

She moved out of the club, walking to the back where the darkness in the alley would hide her... And just as she was about to apparate, two sets of hands gripped her. The man on her right, the one with the rather large and rough hands that she felt were made for her body, bent down to her ear and whispered:

"Granger, come back with us, we'll show you a good time for real..."

And her eyes turned to meet stunning silver. Blonde hair, pale as death skin, and a chiseled jaw that she had fallen in love with her final year at Hogwarts. Malfoy.

"Y-you..." she stuttered.

"Yes me" he said as he tore her from Blaise's hands and pulled her up tightly against him. He held her lower back and pushed her closer to him, his aroused manhood pushing against her belly. It was amazing how perfectly they fit together, dancing or no. She made dull not of that.

"M-malfoy... I'm sor-"

"Don't apologize Granger. I know what you are going to say... 'I'm sorry Malfoy, I lost control, It was a mistake, I cant go with you...' Yeah yeah... we know. And it wasn't a mistake. It was incredible. We pleasured you for..." he looked at his watch. "well for long enough... It's time you help relieve our pain..." and with that Blaise pushed into her lower back his own hardened member. She gasped lightly. Considered. Life is too short to not have sex with them when offered. I'll never get this chance again to have fun with the two sex gods of Slytherin. One of which... the sex-god of all of Hogwarts.

She suddenly had a gleam in her eye, and Malfoy smirked as he apparated them.

She found herself in a room. Both men beside her now. They turned to her and began to strip themselves down. She began to do the same, turning away from them, but was stopped by Malfoy.

"You, Granger, are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen..." He lifted her hands above her head with one hand and stripped her down himself with his other hand. "Never hide yourself from me..." And he kissed her full on the mouth. The passion in it surprised her. She had wanted this for years. Ever since the beginning of 7th year when they had shared a dorm. And now she was glad of it.

She felt a man come up behind her and grasp her breasts in both hands, kneading them harshly. And then he bit her neck. She pulled her lips from Draco and cried out in pain. They both smirked.

"We should tell you," Blaise whispered, "we tend to be a little... rough." and with that he thrusted his penis into her ass.

She flinched and allowed her head to fall down against Draco's chest. It was painful. She had never felt this before. She was still a virgin. And it hurt her how painfully he thrusted in and out of her. She cried out, and then felt Draco push his member into her slightly. It was then she realized it. She was chained. Magically chains had appeared around her wrists and ankles. Draco's hands were on her waist, clenching her. She looked up into his eyes and he thrusted into her. She screamed.

Draco was slightly surprised when he pushed into her fully. She still had a barrier. And he had torn through it... And she was now crying in pain. He mentally slapped himself, and waited for her. In the mean time he captured her lips, telling her it was ok. She moaned for him to continue, and he pulled out... pushed in. And he soon caught up with Blaise. She moaned, groaned, calling out as they pushed her to the limit. She climaxed twice, both leaving her feeling as if she could die from the pleasure.

Then she felt them both release. and she sighed in pleasure, a smile on her face.

"Ok Granger. We are going to move you k?" she nodded, and Blaised grinned devilishly. the chains from her wrists dropped her, and she fell to her knees, still shaking from release. Her legs remained tied down, her knees clenched in her hands as she breathed raggedly. and then she felt a searing pain run through her scalp. And she flinched, but remained quiet. Her face was brought to a penis before her. Blaise (now the one in front) rubbed his cock along her lips, dressing them with the cum still dripping from its tip. He pushed his tip between her lips and snapped her head back, she cried out and she felt him push into her mouth.

"Now, bitch... You will pleasure me." He waited, and watched as tears streamed down her face. He slapped her. "SUCK ME BITCH! TOUCH ME!PLEASURE ME!" And she did. Her hands came up to squeeze his balls, and then they ran underneath his penis as she moved her head over his throbbing member. She sucked him hard as he pushed deeply into her mouth, and then she would loosen her grasp on him, only to tighten it again as she moved faster over him. He lost his hands in her now bushy mane of hair, pulling and pushing her head down on him.

From behind her she felt Malfoy come up underneath her. He laid down, his head between her legs. And then he called to Blaise.

"Hey man, I need her to sit on me... get what I mean."

"Yeah I gotcha..." He pulled out of her, pushed her to a sitting position so that Malfoy could hold her thighs in his hands as his mouth traveled all over her nether region. His fingers tickled her as she continued to "pleasure" Blaise. He came in her mouth twice, and she gulped him down, continuing.

Between her legs she felt Malfoy move his tongue in and out of her. And then a finger penetrated her, thrusting in and out as his lips suckled her clit.

This, was amazing, this feeling Malfoy made her feel. He gentle, yet passionate, and still rough. Blaise was uncontrollable. He slapped her around. Often times leaving bruises.

And then she lost herself to the pleasure of Draco's tongue once again... And it was then that she could not feel the lightning pain that shot through her back as Blaise cut at her with a silver dagger. Blood streamed down it's blade and he drank it lovingly, lustily. And he once again, ejaculated into her mouth for the final time that evening.

The men pulled away, lifted her, and then threw her to the bed. As her back hit the soft silk she cried out in pain, blood staining the silver sheets. And then she was being held, Draco behind her, his chest stained with her blood. His arms held her to him by the waist, where as Blaise ran his hands over her deep wounds, sucking the blood from his fingers as he thrusted into her lustfully again. It was then that she fainted, the last thing running through her mind was how she wished to be rid of Blaise, and how perfectly she and Draco fit together...

Ok, So I hope you all enjoyed it! I'm sure many of you don't and that it's the worst thing you've ever read, but even if it is...I want to hear your opinions... So please, reviews are the best... Keep in mind this is my first HP fanfik, so I apologize if it sux... But there was no guarantee it was going to be great... it's not like you payed money to read this...

Miracle-writer