I do not own Harry potter. I only have a little fun with jk rowlings characters.
Last chapter
I caress his back lovingly once again while I hum a random tune. We got him calmed down enough to explain everything, and now we are both in the long sofa; me sitting caressing his back and him with his head in my lap completely silent.
"Daddy, is it okay for us to come outside now." I hear my son call at the top of the stairs. Blaise is deep in thought he probably did not hear.
"Of corse you can come outside. Why wouldn't you be able to."
"Daddy told Olivia that we shouldn't leave the room. I'm tired of sitting in there it's boring mommy." Alex whines and I realize that before all the commotion Blaise probably told them to stay in. Well at least they don't know any of what happened, I would have hated for them to be any part of that.
Nadia POV
I yawn and stretch languidly...or I try to at least. I am wrapped in a pair of big arms and my head is rested on a hard surface. I tilt my head up a bit and I'm met with the bottom of Blaise's stubbled chin. When did he get in here?
Last night he eventually left me in the sofa and went to his room. I decided to give him as much space as he needed in order to collect himself after his melt down. I'm quite surprised that he is even in here.
I just wanted wanted to discuss and explain everything, I wanted to appologize and tell him how much he means to me...how much I truly love him. I wanted us to be the way we were those many years ago. But last night I had to give him space...space to think, to breathe, and to collect himself. I really wanted to talk but he deserved space especially with the way I've been acting recently.
His chest steadily rises and falls as he emits soft snores. I take my time and roll off of him and onto my favorite side on the bed. Not even a few seconds later his hand is around my waist caressing it softly. His hand moves slowly up my side leaving a trail of heat in its wake.
Eventually he cups my breast and tugs on my nipple I let a soft moan escape involuntarily. He presses him self up against my back, and with his manhood pressed against my bum he begins to rock and grind slowly onto me. I moan again.
I haven't had any sort of release in months, especially with the calming potions I've been taking. The place between my thighs begins to tingle in anticipation of pleasure. "Mmmmm Blaise..." I say and I'm answered with light snoring. Is he sleeping? His hands slips downward and he cups my sex on the outside of my boyshorts.
"mmm...so warm." He whispers tiredly and proceeds to snore after his statement. I move his hand from around me and he rolls onto his back mumbling incoherently.
I didn't go to sleep until very late last night. I thought and thought about my feelings for Blaise...and Emilia. She let me out of our little 'thing' and she hasn't spoken to me since Blaise found out about her. Blaise even got a new healer for follow up check ups because she and I quote 'refused to work with the likes of him'.
I shouldn't feel bad about it because we both knew it was temporary, or that's what we kept saying. She has a husband and so do I; though we were married while he was in a coma he is my husband none the less. I felt terrible after he found out...I still do. I really want to make it up to him and I want us to be a happy family. Merlin knows I still love this man.
I look over at him. He is still so handsome...I'd go as far as to call him beautiful. He is sprawled in the middle of my bed with his lips slightly parted in sleep.
I get an idea, something I think he may really like or I hope that he likes. I slip off of the bed and make sure that my room door is locked. Wouldn't want to scar any of my kids. I strip down to my birthday suit and magically cleanse my morning breath. I walk over to him and do the same, then I magically remove his clothes. When the cool air hits him he shifts uncomfortably.
His manhood is now standing at half mass. I wonder for a second if this is considered rape but I dismiss the thought because he would probably agree if he was awake. Then I think maybe he is too upset with me for me to do this. No, if he was upset he wouldn't be here. I feel myself getting wet at the thought of having him after it's been so long.
I quickly straddle his waist and swoop down to kiss him. I start off slowly but progressively my kisses become more passionate. I feel him weakly kissing me back most likely feeling the sensations but not fully awake. I reach between us and find that though he isn't awake his penis doesn't seem to be having that sort of problem.
I rub him up and down my moist center and I feel my passage clench in anticipation of having him. "Blaise..." I whisper. I kiss him harder and call him again this time louder. His eyes open tiredly and he yawns.
-Sex scene start-
"Yes Love?" He says his voice still thick with sleep. I impale myself on him in that moment groaning in relief, pleasure, and pain as I'm stretched to my maximum capacity. His eyes widen in shock and a colorful string of curses leave his mouth.
"You little minx." He growls grabbing my waist to guide me up and down his length. I take my time and grind slowly up and down on him while rolling my hips. He looks up at me in utter disbelief and throws his head back emmiting a loud guttural moan.
"Shhh" I say placing my hand to his lips trying to quiet him down.
"Tell papi how how much you love this cock" He growls using my old pet name for him while licking my finger and ignoring my warning to be quiet. I want to shout from the roof tops how much I love his thick mass inside of me but I quiet down my moans and remain as silent as I can as he slowly pushes himself as far as he can go into me. I bite my lip and hold in my moan.
He emits a frustrated sound and before I know it I am spun around; me on the bottom and him now on top. He whispers what sounds like a silencing charm around the bed. I feel more comfortable now because my kids won't be able to hear. He thrusts deeply into me as he swoops in to capture my mouth. I emit a small whimper when he bites my lip. Again and again he thrusts into me slowly yet strongly and I can't help but to moan in delight.
"Oh please don't stop..." I gasp in utter bliss. I never realized how much I missed him...how much I missed his touch. "Deeper...oh yessssss. Papiii! Ohhhhh!" I throw my head back in ecstasy.
"That's right love. Scream for me. Do you want more?" He asks still not fully sheathed inside me. I nod vigorously and he complies giving me more inches than he has before. I groan in pleasure and pain. He has never gone this deep before, it's uncharted territory. I feel like he's splitting me in two.
I feel full...like I'm about to explode, and I do. I explode around him, my channel tightening around his cock and pulling him even deeper in as my orgasm crashes over me in waves. "Ohhhhhhh yessssssss!" I scream. Tears begin to burn the back of my eyelids.
"So wet..." He says chocked, sounding like he is struggling to control himself.
"Fill me up with your come please" I growl seductively, and he looks shocked at my statement.
"So fucking sexy." He says as he begins plunge into me with abandon, fucking me into the mattress.
"Don't stop..." I moan breathily.
"Never...I love you." He moans. It is then that I feel the hot tears falling from my eyes and I begin to cry in earnest. My tears are not of grief...but of joy, of relief. He looks into my eyes and I think he knows this.
"I love you too." I say chocked. He continues in deep long strokes and I feel another orgasm coming on.
"Oh Nadia..." He groans. He is at my neck then, kissing and licking and I know what's next. He pierces my skin. Burning hot pleasure like nothing I've felt before shoots through my body and I scream his name and thank every deity for him as his hips become more erratic and his thrust speed up. He explodes inside of me in hot thick splashes groaning my name as his essence fills me up and overflows draining out while he thrusts still.
-sex scene ends-
We lie still for minutes after; me with my legs wrapped around his hips and him on top of me, face in the crook of my neck, and his weight on his elbows. I begin to wiggle a bit trying to get him off of me. He captures my lips and kisses me passionately. I wiggle again.
"You're just asking for it aren't you...I'd be glad to give you more." He says and I feel him steadily growing inside me. It's not a bad idea but I shake my head.
"I need to go make the kids breakfast." I say and he pouts but complies. I reach for a contraceptive potion in the top drawer and put it to my lips. He stops me.
-:)-:)-:)-
I feel hot sticky and nauseous. The nausea is a regular occurance since about a week ago which is normal for a witch at this stage. I'm now ten weeks and a few days pregnant and loving every minuite of it. My kids, family, and friends are really excited and Blaise...well he's ecstatic. He can't stop kissing and caressing my stomach. He is so happy.
He missed my first pregnancy and after the drama a few weeks ago with Blaise thinking I was pregnant for Luke of all people, this baby is a godsend. I didn't put up much of a resistance when he asked me to have another child. Our relationship has never been better.
I roll to the other side of the bed to hug onto Blaise when I feel some moisture between my legs. A pain that I didn't notice before begins to grow inside of my stomach and the place between my thighs gets wetter and wetter. The pain is worse and I groan.
I sit up quickly and magically turn on the lights. I lift the blacket and I can't help the blood curdling scream that escapes my throat. I burst into tears at the sight of blood on my night pants, my thighs, and soaked into the sheets.
"Oh my God! Blaise!" I cry and he sits up disoriented.
"Huh? Whats the matter love?" He asks, but the horrified look that follows his question lets me know that he has seen. He pulls me into his arms quickly and hurries to the nearest fireplace looking like he is on the verge of tears.
A/n: dun-dun-daaaaaannnnn. Sorry the update took so long. I will try to be quicker but I've changed up my schedule so I'm still trying to cope. Until next time keep calm and be positive.