Fuck Rose

Greyback wasted no time. He dragged her away from the table and positioned her in the center of the room, on all fours, a perfect spectacle for the assembled **** Eaters. He knelt behind her, unbuckling his trousers with a practiced, impatient motion.

Rose braced herself, her body tensing for the invasion she knew was coming. She could feel the cool air of the hall on her exposed sex, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from Greyback's body behind her. She could hear the whispers of the crowd, the sounds of them shifting in their seats, the rustle of fabric as they leaned forward to witness her final degradation.

Then, he was inside her. He entered her in one brutal, punishing thrust, burying himself to the hilt in her still-sore cunt. The pain was immediate and intense, a searing reminder of the previous night's violation. She cried out, a sharp, broken sound of agony.

Greyback didn't give her a moment to adjust. He set a relentless, punishing rhythm, each thrust driving deep, claiming her in the most primal way possible. His hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as he took what he wanted.

He was a beast, rutting, his movements pure, unadulterated aggression. There was no passion, no intimacy, only a raw, animalistic need to dominate, to possess. He was fucking the symbol of the light, and he was enjoying every moment of it.

"You feel that, Potter?" he snarled, his breath hot against her ear. "This is what you are now. A hole for me to fuck. A womb for the Dark Lord's spawn."

"Yesssss yesssss yessss." Her moans fills the hall.

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