A Devil's Forbidden Touch

 Draco's rational mind dissipated into thin air as he felt nothing but the ultimate urge to devour her body. His demons gnawed through his skin with a ravenous desire.

 His body conformed to his demons and he couldn't hold back against the dark impulse spurred in his brain by his demons lurking within him. 

 He locked his lips on hers, yet he found himself wanting more after getting a taste of her lips, they were soft and tasted like peach, he didn't want to stop sucking and tasting her lips. 

 She struggled beneath him, wanting to break free from his hold, when he pried her lips open with his warm tongue pushing into her mouth. 

 He stroked his lips against hers like a ravenous beast, nibbling and sucking on it firmly till she could no longer breath.

 She could feel his fangs poking her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, the taste of her metallic blood and the taste of his lips, elicited a weird sensation in her body.