Desire: The final chapter
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The Dark Lord stood, staring out the window of Malfoy Manor. The inky sky over cast, threatening rain, he could hear the thunder in the distance.
"Lucius, I require Bellatrix, bring her to me." He said in a clear, crisp voice.
Lucius nodded and left the room. Walking down the long hallway, he could hear Bellatrix in the drawing room, arguing with Narcissa.
"Bellatrix! The Dark Lord requests your presence now." He said as he broke across the argument between his wife and sister-in-law.
Bellatrix huffed and left the drawing room, frustrated, she felt like she was finally getting through to her sister, but as usual her sodding husband had to butt in. She collected herself as she reached the heavy oak door to the room where her master was, she took a deep breath and knocked.
"Come in." He said in response to the knock.
Bellatrix did as she was told and entered the dim room. She found it unusual that there was a bed in the center of the room, but pushed it out of her mind, and walked closer to her Master.
"My Lord?" Bellatrix said quietly.
"Thank you for coming Bella." He said quietly, sensuously.
Bellatrix swallowed, his tone was unusual, sensual and seductive.
"I require something from you Bella…something that I have been wanting for quite some time." He said walking towards her.
Bellatrix's brows furrowed, she wasn't sure what he was talking about, but she had an idea and she wasn't quite ready for that just yet.
Voldemort came and stood in front of Bellatrix, inhaling her sweet scent. Amber and Sage mixed with a heady, delicious smell that only he noticed.
Without warning he grabbed her and pulled her into a kiss, it was rough and unexpected, Bellatrix groaned as his tongue explored her mouth.
"I want you Bellatrix and you will obey me." He hissed against her lips.
He pushed her on the bed, so she was bending over the edge, her ass at his hips. He roughly pushed up her skirt; she could feel his hard, erection against her sex. He unzipped his fly and without so much as a warning, pushed himself hard and fast inside her.
Bellatrix cried out and gripped the sheets as he thrust in and out of her, his cock large and filling every inch of her sex.
"Oh fuck….Master yes…." Bellatrix cried out.
She felt his hand in her hair, gripping a hand full and pulling her head back.
"Hush! Not a word out of you." He hissed in her ear as he continued to thrust hard and fast inside her.
She bit her lip and gripped the sheets tighter, panting as he filled her. He continued to thrust, hard and fast, his breath coming out in short pants. He was close, and he was going to make sure he knew that she was owned by him.
"You belong to me." He said gripping her hips and thrusting harder as his climax fast approached.
He held his cry, as he climaxed inside her, still thrusting, as every drop of his essence filled her, spilling out down her legs. Suddenly he stilled and pulled out, wiping himself with a towel the conjured silently. She could hear the zipper on his fly, as he zipped himself up. Then she heard the door close.
She looked up tentatively, panting still, her legs shaking, to find that she was alone. She shakily pulled her panties back up, and rearranged her skirt; she couldn't believe that had just happened. She could feel his seed leaking out of her. Maybe she would make her sodding, useless husband go down on her and lick up the seed of her Master. With a wicked grin on her face, she fixed her hair, and left the room, closing the door behind her.
Yes….That has been a most intriguing lesson in desire.
The End….