Draco plowed into his room at Malfoy Manor. He stumbled to the bed pulling his future conquest along. With a flurry of clothes and flesh, they tumbled together in heated passion. She was particularly stunning, if Draco did say so himself. Her hair was long, sleek and blonde, a tight, hard body, and huge breasts. But Draco didn't even remember her name, even though he had been introduced to her only hours before at one of his father's parties.

He didn't bother to carefully unbutton her silk shirt, he yanked, and buttons scattered. Lucky for her, her bra clasped in the front. He unsnapped her bra and her heavy breasts spilled out. He roughly pinched and tugged at her large nipple then brought his mouth down to them. The whole time, he worked the zipper in the back of her skirt until it fell down around her ankles. With another swift motion, Draco pushed her red thong to the floor. He quickly undressed himself with far more care before pushing the woman to his black satin sheets.

She reclined into the bed covers with a small sigh, happy just to be in the bed of Draco Malfoy, one of the most powerful dark wizard alive. He was rough and detached but the room was alive with his power and mystery. He shoved her legs apart until they ached. One hand continued to knead her breast as the other trailed between her thighs to the mound of blonde curls.

He shoved two fingers deep inside her. She was tight and wet. His hand thrust quickly as she began to moan and arch her back. He cared nothing for her or that he gave her pleasure. His satisfaction was in knowing that he was that good, that with just a simple touch, he brought women to their knees. And as she climaxed, that was exactly where she went, to her knees. She pushed Draco against the bed and took his shaft into her mouth expertly. She licked and sucked as Draco's head fell back in ecstasy. It was clear that this girl was no pure virgin. She was little more than a whore, but Merlin, could she suck cock. Draco pumped into her mouth until he released onto her pretty cheeks and lips.

He lifted her to the edge of the bed and moved between her legs. He pushed his tip to her entrance and with one thrust found himself nested deeply inside her. She was loud, screaming Draco and Merlin's names alternately. He was sure that his parents, and the help, and anyone else that happened to walk down the hall could hear her. But that only made him thrust harder and faster. He liked the idea of everyone knowing how good he was. His attention was no longer on the body beneath him, but on the sensations running through his mind. Her screaming continued beneath him as he pounded her with all his strength. But her cries were no longer pleasure but pain, he didn't notice till he came again with violent force.

He looked down and saw that her face was stained with tears. That's what she got for thinking she was good enough for him. He pulled out of her and began to dress. She was still sitting on the edge of the bed in tears when he finished dressing. He tossed her torn blouse to her, "I trust that you will be gone when I come back." He closed the door behind him and left her to her tears.

From the corner of his room, golden brown eyes gleamed in the darkness, and had witnessed the whole atrocity.

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