The dungeon’s damp air clung to my skin as Draco Malfoy backed me against a cold stone wall. His smirk was pure wicked promise. "Think you can handle Slytherin hospitality, new blood?" he purred, his fingers already tugging at the waistband of my skirt.

I was trembling, my cock straining against my lace panties as Blaise Zabini moved behind me. His hands gripped my hips, his thick bulge pressing into my ass. "Look at this pretty thing," Blaise growled, his voice a dark rumble. "All dressed up for us." His fingers slid under my skirt, cupping my bare cheeks. I gasped as he squeezed, his touch possessive and rough.

Theodore Nott watched with hungry eyes, stroking his own impressive length through his trousers. "Let's see what he's hiding," Theo said, stepping forward. Draco yanked my panties down, exposing my smooth, hairless pussy and my hard, leaking dick. The cold air made me shiver, but their hot stares set me on fire.

Draco dropped to his knees, his tongue licking a stripe up my shaft before swallowing me whole. I cried out, my hands tangling in his platinum hair as he deep-throated me with obscene skill. His mouth was wet and tight, his throat working around my cock. Meanwhile, Blaise’s fingers, slick with spit, began circling my tight hole. "This virgin ass is gonna be so stretched," he muttered, pushing one thick digit inside. I moaned, the burn making my knees weak.

Theo unzi