《Forced [Mattheo Riddle X Y/N Malfoy] | ✓》⚜️ 14 ⚜️
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"Stupefy!"
I bellowed as the red light emerged from my wand. It flew across the dark hallway, lighting up its path.
It hit the death eater right in the chest and he was sent flying through the door that led to the hall everyone was sitting in.
The doors broke and his stunned body landed right in front of everyone who was sitting around the round table.
They looked in my direction and squinted their eyes. I was stood there, holding my wand up at them. My eyes livid and my face full of rage.
I felt something pulsing in my veins. It was power. The power that I felt in that moment.
2 death eaters rose from the table and bolted towards me. An aura formed around me and started pulsating as my eyes rolled back and became white.
The wand dropped from my hand as I held my palm in front of me. The approaching death eaters were lifted off their feet.
Everyone gasped as I turned my hand towards the wall and they smashed into it. The brick crumbling as their bodies fell to my feet.
The aura deflated as I put my hand down. The power I felt was gone and was slowly being replaced with immense fatigue.
My head started hurting and I fell to my knees. The thing I had just done had drained me of all energy.
My eyes started feeling heavy and I wanted to close them. The last thing I remember was someone running towards me. Then everything went black.
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I opened my eyes to be met with the familiar celling of my dorm. I was in my bed under the covers.
I quickly sat up to see Mattheo sitting by my bedside with his head on the foot of the bed.
I turned to my bedside clock. It was 3 am.
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He had slept while sitting next to me. I moved my legs to be more comfortable which made him stir in his sleep.
I lightly ran my hand through his hair. As much as I wanted to deny it, the evidence was pilling up against me.
It was true, I had fallen for him. I'd fallen hard. His beautiful black curls and the perfectly shaped face.
And he really did care about me. About my feelings and wellbeing. I mean if it wasn't for him, I probably wouldn't be sitting here.
Before I knew it a blush had creeped onto my face and Mattheo was waking up.
He awoke silently and his eyes were immediately met with mine. We didn't break eye contact and neither of us said anything as we leaned closer.
Within the next few moments our lips connected as we latched onto each other deepening the kiss.
⚠️ ⚠️ ( ya horny mf's finally get smut)
He leaned forward and placed his hands under my thighs before picking me up.
He took me over to his desk and threw everything on it to the ground, before placing me atop.
His hands held my waist and mine rested on his neck. He slightly slid his tongue over my lip.
I denied him entrance and to this he slightly bit my lip. I could taste the metallic liquid on my tongue.
The kiss was rough and passionate. His hands traveled to my shirt, but he pulled away for a second.
I almost whimpered from the lack of contact.
"Y/N Are you sure you want this darling?"
The words he said made a spark go through my body.
"Yes Mattheo, I want this"
I managed to mumble out. The smirk on his face grew as he leaned in again.
His tongue explored every inch of my body while his hands quickly threw my shirt away.
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My hands went to his buttoned up shirt and I slowly started unbuttoning it.
His lips traveled from my mouth to my neck, sucking harshly leaving deep purple marks.
I gasped loudly as he nibbled lightly on the sensitive skin.
My eyes looked down at his body and his chiseled abs. I took a deep breath and started tracing their outline as he started sucking lower.
His hands moved to my back and unclasped my bra in one quick move.
I threw it away, giving him full access of my breasts, which he gladly took. He held and squeezed one with his hand while sucking on the other.
A light moan left my lips. He looked up at me and I leaned down to his ear.
I moaned his name softly but clear enough for him to hear.
"You keep that up and soon you'll be screaming my name." He warned.
My eyes grew wide as a shuddering breath left my lips.
He pushed one hand inside my shorts and made me slightly stand before taking them off along with the panties.
I was now completely bare and exposed. I tugged on his pants and he unbuckled the belt.
He wrapped it around my wrists and ordered me to stay quiet before taking his pants down.
A big tent was formed in his boxers. He took them off and my eyes widened at his size.
"Shhh" He whispered, before lining himself up with my dripping wet entrance.
In one big thrust he was inside of me, and I let out a long big moan.
"Look at you, You're already a mess and I've just started." He said, Slowly pulling himself out and slamming back in, making my head roll back.
His thrusts eventually quickened and so did our breathing. I was a moaning mess from all the pleasure.
He slid his hand down to my clit and started rubbing as hard as he could.
"Oh, God. Im gonna cum" I breathed out as I felt a knot build up in my stomach.
His thrusts only got quicker as I held onto his shoulders for support.
"FUCK!" I screamed out loud as the knot tightened to the point of breaking.
I arched my back as he my G-spot over and over again.
"Scream my name Y/N" He ordered almost out of breath.
"Let everyone know who you belong to."
"MATTHEO! OHH FUCK!" I screamed so loud that I'm sure the whole common room heard it, but I didn't care.
I came in one long stroke as my orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks. My legs shook uncontrollably and my eyes rolled back.
Mattheo helped me ride out my orgasm and came inside me not long after.
We both collapsed into the sheets as he held me from behind, nuzzling his face into my neck.
We pulled the covers over our naked bodies as we slept peacefully in each others arms.
=========End of part 14===========
Hi loves!
Yall finally got smut! Are ya happy?
Anyways, I know this was not that good but its been a while since I wrote smut so I promise you it will get better.
Also Mattheo will not be this gentle from now on. He will probably be more Dom the next time.
Make sure to follow me cause I'm gonna be putting up polls now which allow you to tell me if you want smut in some chapter or not.
Anyways, I hope you liked it! I will update once a week now, probably on Sunday's
P.S Its 12 AM here, I did not bother to proof read.
Love,
P
Word Count : 1227
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