Revenge of a Slytherin

Chapter 13

When she woke the next morning Nichol looked around her and saw she was in another strange room, this was a very masculine room, dressed in deep rich greens, creams and warm earth tones. Noticing she was in a huge bed she looked over and saw that the bed next to her was empty but there were signs of someone having slept there. Sitting up and rubbing her eyes she recalled that Lucius had brought her into his bed late last night. He was nowhere to be seen now though, but next to the fireplace on the table sat a tray with breakfast things, slipping out of bed she grabbed the emerald green silk robe which was laying on the bottom of the bed and slipped it on. It was obviously Lucius' robe and it smelled of him, she closed her eyes and breathed in the rich scent from him skin and cologne.

Padding over to the fireplace she poured herself a cup of coffee and picked up a strawberry from the bowl of fruit, taking a gulp of the hot strong liquid she thought she heard someone humming, nibbling on the strawberry followed the sound and found herself passing through a huge walk-in closet, the other side of which she found a bathroom. Standing in the doorway she noticed that the room was pretty much a big wet-room. There was no shower cubicle, just a bunch of large showerheads protruding from the walls and ceiling and a large bathtub in the corner, the bathtub was obviously deep as it was sunken into a platform that was about waist high with steps up to it.

Standing beneath the shower there was Lucius, naked, his wet hair draped over his shoulders, he had his back to Nichol and appeared to be soaping his body when he spoke 'I know you are there you know.' Nichol did not reply, she stood staring at his naked body, she had never actually seen him fully naked like this and she was transfixed by the perfection of his body. His wide strong shoulders, his back pale and beautifully carved, dipping down to his high firm rounded buttocks, down to his firm thighs and long strong legs, she longed to run her hands over his skin, to stroke it, taste it, to feel it pressed against her own.

'Are you going to stand there staring at me all day?' Lucius drawled.

Nichol was taken aback 'sorry, I was not aware anyone was in here' she turned to leave. Lucius stepped forward and reached out one arm pushing the door closed and blocking her exit.

'On the contrary, you came here to find me, did you not?'

'No!' she gasped.

'So you came in here because?'

'I, I heard humming and I wondered if you were …'

'Ah' he stepped towards her, running his fingers through her hair 'so you were concerned for my … welfare?'

'Yes, I mean, no.' Nichol tried to step by him again to leave.

Lucius grabbed her shoulders and pulled her against him, turning her sharply to face the mirror. Nichol was afraid to look up; Lucius ran his hands gently up her neck before taking her chin and raising it to make her look into the mirror. His gaze met hers in their reflections as though daring her to look away.

Nichol could feel the back of her silk robe getting damp from the heat and steam in the room and partly from Lucius' wet naked body pressed against her. Lucius moved her hair to one side and kissed her neck before slipping the robe off her shoulders and kissing her skin as he bared it. He still held her gaze in the mirror never raising her eyes from hers. Slipping the robe lower he exposed the upper curve of her breasts and ran his hands over her swollen flesh and then over the smooth silk, unfastening the belt tied at her waist, letting the green silk slide down between their bodies to form a pool on the floor.

Lucius ran his hands over her skin until he placed his hands on her waist. Running his fingers along the snake he had placed there yesterday, Nichol gasped as it was the first time she had seen this 'you like my handiwork do you?' he drawled in her ear.

As she saw this mark around her waist for the first time she caught her breath, it was stunning 'It come off doesn't it? It's not, permanent is it?' Nichol sounded breathless.

'It will always be there whilst ever I desire it to be' he drawled 'this mark shows the world that you … are my property.'

Nichol tried to pull away from Lucius, but he held her fast 'you arrogant bastard' she spat 'I am not your property, let go of me this instant!'

'I do so love to feel you struggle against me muggle' he sneered.

She was transfixed, and could not tear her eyes away from the image in the mirror, Lucius damp hair was laying over her shoulders and his silver eyes bore into her own 'speaking of bastards' he whispered 'I wonder if I have put one in here yet?' he ran his hand over her stomach 'what a gift to my old friend that would be, to send you back to him with my child in your womb' he laughed.

Nichol screamed and tried to pull herself away 'you fucking maniac!' Lucius just pulled her tighter against him, she could feel his cock pressed against the small of her back and he was growing hard. Taunting me turns him on, she thought, he wants me to struggle…

'But you hate muggles and mudbloods' she whispered, Lucius just sneered 'I would never acknowledge such a child as my own, but Severus would know, would he want you then I wonder?'

He ran his hand down towards her thighs and that is when she spotted what he had done with her pubic hair, and her jaw dropped. 'Ah, you like my other little work of art do you?'

'How … why?' she cried.

Lucius ran his fingers over what was left of her hair 'nice sharp blade' he hissed in her ear, feeling her shudder at the memory of the knife he'd had yesterday 'and a little magical touch … do you like it?' he asked running his thumb over her new motif which was all that was left of her former hair.

'What is that?' she whispered.

'That is another sign that you are mine' he sneered 'that is the dark mark you now bear, and of course that' he touched a little patch of hair beneath the mark 'is my initials.'

Nichol suppressed at smile, at least this is not permanent she thought, my hair will grow back 'no, it won't' he whispered 'my magic means that the mark will remain … always.'

Wrapping his arm around Nichols waist, Lucius dragged her backwards into the shower with him. He pushed her roughly against the cold marble wall and pinned her to it with his body, using his knee to push her thighs apart. The water was hot against her skin and the high pressure of the jets was like needles against her flesh. The combination of the cold wall behind her and the hot water raining down on her caused Nichols nipples to stiffen, Lucius of course noticed this and bent his head to first one and then the other, running first his lips and then his tongue against each, before sucking on them. He sucked so hard Nichol felt her knees buckle beneath her, but as she sank she found her pussy pressing against his knee which was still between her thighs, he raised his knee more and ground it into her sensitive flesh as he sucked even harder on her nipples, causing each one to colour as he brought blood to the surface and then he bit down, grinding his teeth into the nub of nerve endings. Nichol gasped at both the pain between her legs and in her nipples, waiting for the pain to cease, but when he finally released her nipples the pain worsened as the blood rushed back into her tenderised nipples.

With a gasp Nichol closed her eyes but this only enhanced the sensations. She also did not see as Lucius turn on the taps to fill the bathtub and grabbed one of the many showerheads. Wedging her feet apart with his, he pinned her hands above her head and fastened them to a ring he had pulled out of the wall. Bringing the shower head over her body, letting the high powered jets lance into her skin, holding it over each of her nipples for a while before moving lower until he placed it between her thighs.

Opening her eyes with a start Nichols whole body shook with the intensity of the water jets against her pussy. With his other hand Lucius ran his fingers between her lips, stroking the heat growing inside her, opening her sensitive flesh to the jets of water, causing Nichol to scream and try to pull away as the power jets hit her clitoris. Once he realised he had hit the perfect target he held the position. Nichol felt her mind cloud over as her body gave way to the lust inside her, letting out a huge sigh, Lucius never even spoke to her before she was begging for his touch, 'please…' she gasped 'please take me …' opening her eyes she looked into Lucius' eyes and he saw the lust burning inside her. He threw down the showerhead and grabbed Nichols arse, lifting her towards his hips, so that she was poised over the tip of his cock 'say it' he sneered.

'I need you …' she whispered.

He thrust his hips slightly so that he cock nudged against her 'say it!' he hissed, staring into her eyes, challenging her, willing her to say what he wanted to hear.

'Fuck me' she gasped 'please, Master, fuck me!'

Lucius smiled and thrust forward, releasing her hips at the same time, allowing her to impale herself on his cock. 'Fuuuuck' Lucius hissed as he felt her pussy gripping him. Nichol wrapped her legs around him, holding him deep inside her. Lucius saw her bite her lip and throw back her head as her whole body shuddered. He reached up and unfastened her hands, she brought them down and wrapped her hands in his hair, she caught his hair very tight, causing him to wince in pain and thrust deeper inside of her.

He carried her from her shower with his cock still buried inside her, and sat her on the edge of the marble bathroom counter, Nichol still had her hands in his hair, as she felt the solid surface beneath her she released her grip and then ran her hands down his chest, digging in her nails causing deep red marks on his skin. He pulled her hips towards the end of the counter, digging his fingers into her hips as he thrust deeper and deeper into her. Nichol was gazing into his eyes, listening to Lucius grunt as he fucked her deeply.

'You are never going to let me go are you?' she panted.

Looking deeply into her eyes, Lucius replied 'No…'

Pulling him against her she bit his shoulder as she came, feeling Lucius cock twitch deep inside her as pussy pulsed and gripped him tighter 'good' she whispered 'I don't want you to…'

They stayed there panting and holding each other for a while before Lucius withdrew from her. He picked her up and carried her over to the bathtub, climbing the steps turning off the taps and dropping her into the water. 'You need a bath you dirty little bitch' he hissed.

When she came back up from beneath the bubbles Nichol reached up for Lucius 'I might be dirty, but that's how you like me, you bastard' she sneered and pulled him into the water with her.