Lucius Malfoy's Second Wife - COMPLETE

The character of Lucius Malfoy belongs to J.K.Rowling. I am only borrowing him for a while. No copyright transgressions are intended and no profit is made.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


Chapter Fifteen – Conquest

In the next couple of weeks, Lucius’ mood swings were glaring. He was trying to appear normal but inside he was fearful and yet…triumphant… that was the only word Olivia could come up with. He was gone for longer periods and came home completely drained. And the amount of paperwork she was asked to sign increased dramatically, but she trusted Lucius to care for her family so she put her signature wherever he asked.


Being left alone so much left her with a lot of time to herself. As part of Olivia’s lonely trek through the manor, she had discovered the gym at the end of one wing. It gave her a better understanding of why her husband was so well-muscled. She hadn’t done much in the way of exercising at home in California except some running, but she decided to try building up her own muscles a little since the gym was always available and close. She had a few sport bras and running shorts among her things so she didn’t need anything more to start her new project. She began with a few minutes a day, but soon had worked up to an hour of exercises.


Lucius didn’t know about her workouts until one afternoon when he unexpectedly came home early. He had apparated straight to their bedroom, showered and changed into a casual black shirt and trousers and started looking for Olivia. She was nowhere in her usual places. Lucius summoned Minnie and asked, “Where is my wife?”


Minnie said, “Gym.”


“What?” exclaimed Lucius. “Jim? Who the hell is that? You allowed someone on the estate?” Lucius was ready to explode.


“Gym,” repeated Minnie, raising and lowering imaginary barbells. She started to shiver at Lucius’ anger.


Lucius recognized what Minnie was saying and dismissed her. His instant jealousy at thinking there was another man shook him. He tried to calm himself and whisked to just inside the gym door.


Olivia vaguely felt a spike in her husband’s emotions but it disappeared again just as quickly. She knew she couldn’t do anything about it anyway because she had no idea where he was. But she could work on her deltoids. She huffed away raising and lowering the exercise bar.


Lucius silently watched his young wife sitting on a machine working her arms. Her body was gently perspiring and she was all rosy and he wanted her desperately. He’d not seen those strange clothes on her before, but he liked them and wanted her out of them soonest. Lucius tossed out a small spell increasing the weight of the bar she was lifting. Suddenly Olivia couldn’t budge the bar.


Lucius smiled and said, “Having trouble, Livvy?”


Olivia turned in delighted surprise, “I didn’t know you were home!” She rose from the machine.


Lucius started unbuttoning his shirt. Olivia said, “Are you going to exercise, too?”


“You might say so,” Lucius replied advancing to a large tumbling mat. He stared at her and she could feel his sexual excitement rising.


“Lucius, no! I’m all sweaty,” Olivia implored.


“Fermum portalis,” Lucius said, never looking toward the door. “Here, I think.” He pointed to the tumbling mat. “Lie down, Livvy,” said Lucius, now bent on conquest.


She slowly walked to the mat. “Lucius, let me shower first.”


“Lie down,” Lucius said again, impatiently.


Resigned, Olivia lay down on the mat and looked up at her husband. “At least do a cleaning spell.” Her wand was in their bedroom.


Lucius ignored her and said, “Raise that bra thing just up over the tops of your breasts, but don’t take it off.”


Olivia pulled the stretchy sports bra just above her breasts, which plumped them below.


Lucius looked at his handiwork for a few seconds before lowering himself to the mat next to her, still dressed. He ran his hand up the leg of her shorts finding her without effort. Olivia had been wet with perspiration before, but now she was just wet. He was well acquainted with Livvy’s propensity for grabbing at him during her excitement, so his trousers remained a barrier when he leaned over and serviced the twin offerings below her sports bra with his mouth, tonguing and nipping each crest until she began moaning.


Olivia was soon writhing with need, dealing with Lucius’ strong emanations of lust as well as her own passion. As a bondmate she couldn’t turn off his emotional backlash and he wasn’t banking any of his feelings. He was almost incandescently aroused, and her senses were getting swamped.


Lucius stripped off her shorts and pulled her legs apart. His hair trailed down her ribs and stomach as he used his thumbs to spread her apart. Olivia wasn’t sure what he was doing until his mouth descended on her, licking between her folds and sucking on her clit. He had never done that to her before and she was scandalized. “Lucius!!”


Lucius held her down when she tried bucking him off, and soon she was past being scandalized and was instead reacting wildly to his tongue. He sucked and licked and nipped at her fleshy petals, then he stabbed her core with his tongue, once, twice, three times and she went up in flames, crazy with his unleashed passion and her own release.


Lucius scooped her up, apparated them to their bedroom and placed her on the bed. He stripped off her sports bra, then sent binding spells to her wrists and ankles, tying her to each of the four posts of the bed. Olivia was just recovering from her climax and was now spread-eagled on her own bed. Lucius still hadn’t removed his trousers. He stood at the bottom of the bed looking at her.


Olivia could feel an almost superhuman aura of lust surrounding him and she wondered at its source, but was oddly unafraid. “Come to me, Lucius,” she begged, but he made no answer. He looked like he was considering what he wanted to do next. It wasn’t long in coming. He started with her foot.


Olivia watched Lucius lean down and pull her toes into his mouth, one after the other, sucking and licking. Olivia was astonished. She would never have thought her toes would have any sexual value, but she was wrong. Olivia focused on the erotic movements of his lips and tongue stroking each toe in turn. Lucius was completely enraptured and Olivia felt his total absorption in his task. Each toe got equal attention before he moved on to the next one. When all five toes on her foot had been thoroughly attended to, Lucius’ tongue worked its way up her instep, tickling her, rounding her heel and moving up her ankle. He found each erotic point on her leg, especially behind her knee, and meandered up until he got close to the vee of her then he stopped. He started again with the other foot. Olivia promised herself she would do the same to him when she got the chance. But her chance didn’t look like it was going to come anytime soon.


Lucius serviced her other leg with equal absorption before finally arriving at the juncture of her thighs. He looked up at her watching him before settling between her legs and putting his mouth on her again. She didn’t last long. Her climax hit her with hurricane force, and she didn’t see Lucius remove his trousers at last.


Lucius mounted her and thrust in, sliding smoothly into her, before establishing a steady pace with his hips, pistoning his engorged cock in and out of her. She begged him to release her hands and feet but he was deaf to her entreaties. He speared his hands into her hair and kissed her ravenously like he’d never done before, ravishing her body and her mouth simultaneously. His cock was swelling just past her comfort point, and she tried to relax to allow the extra thickness and length. Why was he so out of control? Her senses were in turmoil from his blindly amorous onslaught, and it was blind, she thought, with the beginnings of pain. She lasted as long as she could, allowing him his sensual enjoyment, but she finally admitted defeat and sent her emotional pain to him, hoping it would slow him down.


Lucius was on automatic, feeling without thinking, solely intent on the source of his pleasure when he got a sudden jolt of pain through his system. He mentally blinked and came back from his euphoric state, realizing he was not at all responding to his wife’s pleas. He was too far gone to stop, but the pain broke the unending loop of his arousal and he climaxed violently. He let her wrists and ankles loose from the spell and she curled in on herself the best she could with him still on top of her. Lucius rolled off her and pulled her against him. Olivia clung to him, weeping silent tears, clutching him tighter when he tried to push her back to look at her.


Olivia knew he had been almost in a drugged state of sexual sensation, feeling his avid, glittering arousal and knowing it was abnormal even for his sensual tastes. What was going on? His awareness of the two of them was creeping back now and she could feel the beginnings of guilt. She didn’t want to spend her marriage being afraid of her husband in the bedroom. He’d nearly crossed a line into a place she felt wasn’t entirely safe for her. Was this his dangerous side finally appearing?


“Why, Lucius?” she whispered.


Lucius kissed her hair but didn’t answer her. He resettled her against him firmly, holding her in his arms, and stroking her back until they both finally relaxed. Olivia slipped into an exhausted sleep. In the morning, Lucius was gone.