The Luckiest Man on Earth

The Luckiest Man on Earth



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Chapter 23: Silence



Several Days Later: Flint Manor:



“Master,” said a timid voice.



“Yes,” said Aurelius with a sigh. He looked up from his parchments with a frown.



“Mistress says that the Malfoy’s dinner party is in an hour,” said the house elf hesitantly. “Mistress wonders if you are going, master.”



“Tell the mistress I will be but a moment,” said Aurelius shortly. He stared moodily into the flames of the fireplace as he thought about his relationship with his wife. If that is what one would call a state of armed truce. He had looked everywhere for her that weekend after he realized that she had not come home to the manor and had not gone to her mother’s chateau. He had gone to Hogsmeade and Paris on a futile search.



Just as Aurelius had been on the verge of calling the aurors, Natalya had appeared out of nowhere at the manor. She had given him a look of haughty disdain when he had asked where she had been. Aurelius had only watched her go up the stairs after that look. He was almost ashamed of the fact he had been so relieved see her. He had been grateful that she had not left him. Now, he wondered why. It would have been better if she had left. Then he wouldn’t have this yearning for her. He wanted to explain but she had made it clear that she had not wanted to hear his explanations.



Natalya waited in the entrance hall for her husband. She chewed her lip as she stared sightlessly at a portrait of Aurelius’s grandmother. When she had come home after her torrid weekend with Rhys, she had been shocked to see him. Aurelius had been waiting for her. Natalya shivered as she recalled the guilt that went through her at the sight of his haggard face. A sudden surge of anger allowed her to give him the cold shoulder as she rushed away to her room. For the past few days, she berated herself for her weakness. No matter how he had hurt her, somehow she still had feelings for her husband.



“I am weak,” thought Natalya pensively. “I love him still. But I can’t help but seek Rhys out. I just can’t help myself. I need Rhys. I need his passion to melt this coldness I feel deep inside. At least, Rhys does not lie to me.”



Natalya jumped when she felt a hand on her arm. She turned to look into her husband’s shuttered eyes. They had agreed to present a united front. It would be the only way to stop the gossip. But they had agreed through the house elves. They had not addressed a word to one another since the paper had come out. With a cool nod, they apparated to the Malfoy’s London townhouse. Natalya called on all her experience in society to get through the next few hours.



Aius ius gave his wife’s set face a worried look. Her arm underneath his fingers was tense. He tensed when he saw a light smile cross her features as the door to the Malfoy’s townhouse opened. He could see that the smile never reached her eyes. They were expressionless. He swallowed as he realized that he did this to her. His bright vivacious wife was gone, perhaps forever.



Aurelius spent the dinner carefully watching his wife. He felt a swelling of pride as he saw her carry off the pretense that nothing was amiss. She never indicated by even a flicker of an eyelash that she even read the Daily Prophet.



Later in the drawing room, Malfoy had given him a veiled look and remarked that the stock for the Daily Prophet had been climbing. It seems someone was buying up reams of the stock.



“I understand,” said Malfoy with a languid drawl. “That this buyer is willing to pay any price for the shares. It looks to me that someone is trying to buy a controlling interest in the company. I wonder who that could be?”



“I wonder,” said Aurelius sardonically. He moved away to fill his drink.



“Flint,” said Gerard Greengrass as he stood beside Aurelius as they filled their drinks.



“Greengrass,” said Flint politely.



“As a member of the board of governors in the Merlin Club,” said Greengrass diffidently. “I was asked to inform certain members that the rules of admittance for female companions has been tightened. I am sure it would be interesting to note that a certain class of women are no longer permitted in the club.”



“Really,” drawled Aurelius as he gave Greengrass a bland look, which he returned. “That is certainly interesting news.”



Greengrass politely nodded as he drifted off.



Aurelius gave a tight smile. Greengrass had just told him that his ex-mistress had been banned from the Merlin Club. For the past few days, Aurelius had been making certain that she would never gain admittance into the exclusive gentlemen’s clubs of wizarding London again. Her search for a new protector would be very difficult. No meo mention the fact that he had been slowly but surely buying as many shares of the Daily Prophet as he could lay his hands on. It was unlikely that he would be able to buy a controlling interest. But he would have a large enough stake that would silence any forthcoming ‘revelations’ from his ex-mistress.



Natalya excused herself from the busy drawing room and escaped to the quiet of a darkened room off of the main entrance. She closed the door and then closed her eyes as she savored the blessed silence.



A hand muffled her gasp as she felt somecomecome up behind her. In the faint light cast from the fireplace, she could see a flash of platinum hair. Her heart pounded as she could feel Lucius press his hard body against hers. She could smell his familiar cologne. His hand never left her mouth as she struggled in his hard embrace.



Natalya’s heart began to pound harder as Lucius forced her to bend over the back of the sofa in front of the fireplace. Her mind protested as he pulled up her dress robe and pulled her undergarments off. She struggled futilely as Lucius ripped her pants off. She looked frantically around for her wand. It was in her handbag. She moaned as she caught sight of her bag lying uselessly on the floor. Her mind went blank when a scant moment later, Lucius slipped his hard throbbing cock deep inside her. She could feel him lying across her back panting as he drove his erection in and out of her with hard fast thrusts. Natalya could feel the expensive fabric of his trousers brush against her exposed flesh as his engorged penis delved deep inside her. He would not take his hand off her mouth as Natalya tried to struggle away.



Natalya gave a low protesting moan as his other hand slipped under their heaving bodies to caress her clitoris as he moved inside her. A stab of pleasure went through her, then another and another. Soon, Natalya was moving her hips back into his thrusts.



Natalya’s entire body tightened with pleasure and tingling excitement when Lucius began to rock his hips from side to side rather than in and out. His fingers were busy rubbing against her excitement as Natalya gave a low moan in her throat. Natalya screamed against his hand when the pulsing waves of pure ure crashed over her as she shuddered his relentless embrace.



Natalya opened her dazed eyes a moment later when she heard her harsh breathing fill the room. He had finally lifted his hand off her mouth. She could feel him inside her. His erection felt absolutely enormous. He rocked his slim hips. Natalya gasped then swallowed a moan.



“Silencio,” whispered Lucius. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the black ebony of his wand glint in the firelight. Then Natalya couldn’t hear herself.



When Natalya felt Lucius withdraw from her slippery sheath, she gave a silent whimper of protest. She tried to cry out but the charm wouldn’t let her when he rubbed his erection up higher. She cried out silently when he slowly slipped his cock deep inside her anal passage. She could hear his grunts of pleasure as he drove himself deep. Natalya sobbed silently as he took his pleasure slowly and relentlessly. She tried to jerk her head away when he moved her face so he could lick the tears running down her face. But he was too strong.



Natalya closed her eyes as his thrusts sped up. She could hear his harsh panting and feel his hands digging into her hips as he forced her onto his erection. She could hear his body slapping against hers. She felt his erection swell then spurt inside her backside as he groaned his pleasure against her hair. She slumped against the back of the sofa.



When Lucius lifted her to lie on the sofa, she was unaware. Her eyes were closed but she could hear his harsh panting in the quiet room. He had not removed the charm. Natalya’s eyes flew open when she felt him shift her to sit up with her legs parted. She looked down and watched through dazed eyes as he slowly kissed then licked between her legs. His angelic face was shadowed and his beautiful eyes glittered ar.


Natalya swallowed as she realized how wicked Lucius was underneath the gorgeous exterior. He held her legs open as he slid his tongue into every groove and cranny of her pussy until she was writhing under his clever tongue. He explored her softness thoroughly. Natalya clutched at his long fine hair as he drove her higher and higher. She tried to resist but his mouth was too expert and his caresses too practiced. She threw her head back and silently keened her pleasure. She writhed under him when he resumed his ministrations between her legs again until she stiffened and came again then again. He stopped only when she was limp against the cushions drained from the force of her orgasms.



Natalya knew he had removed the charm when she could hear herself breath again. She opened her eyes to see Lucius looking down at her. He was rearranging his robes. She shakily sat up and began to pull her robe together with trembling hands. She flinched away from the knowing look in his eyes. She gasped and tried to pull away from Lucius when he bent to help her. But he wouldn’t be put off. Shortly thereafter, they were standing beside the door. With her wand clutched to her chest, she tried to open the door but Lucius’s hand shot out to stop her.



“My dear Natasha,” purred Lucius in her ear. “I have so looked forward to being inside you once again. It was well worth the wait.”



Natalya shivered.



“Do you remember that hotel in Diagon Ally,” asked Lucius with a light whisper against her ear. “Meet me there tomorrow at two in the afternoon.”



“No,” whispered Natalya fiercely.



“Why not?” asked Lucius with a slight smile.



“You hurt me,ssedssed Natalya. “I did not want that to happen. It will not happen again.”



“You enjoyed it,” whispered Lucius harshly.



“I didn’t want to,” panted Natalya. She tried to open the door again.



“I’ll be gentler tomorrow,” purred Lucius.



“No,” hissed Natalya. She stiffened when she saw the flash of anger cross his carved features. Lucius was the type of man that was not used to hearing the word no. “I cannot. The last time was a mistake.”



“I wonder if Aurelius would see it in the same light,” asked Lucius a touch menacingly.



“He has his own interests,” said Natalya stiffly.



“That little whore,” said Lucius dismissively. “Even when he was fucking women like Melissande Avery or Arabella Nott, he was only playing. I mean, who hasn’t fucked Mellisande? We had an interesting time one night in my gardens, the three of us.”



“I do not want to know,” said Natalya stiffly.



“Precisely,” said Lucius with glittering eyes. “One does not marry women like Mellisande Avery. She is a courtesan at heart. Only Avery was too besotted and too rich to care. On the other hand, what would Aurelius do if he found out about me? Would he consider it just a mistake?”



“No,” whispered Natalya.



“You fucked me in part to punish him, didn’t you?” said Lucius perceptively.



“No,” whispered Natalya a touch desperately.



“The fact that you enjoyed yourself even tonight when I was allegedly taking you against your will,” whispered Lucius. “Will Aurelius like that?”



“No,” whispered Natalya. “What do you want of me?”



“I want every part of you,” said Lucius seriously. “Until I am sated. I am a selfish man, Natasha. When I see something I want, I take it.”



“If I honor your request,” said Natalya hesitantly.



“It was not a request,” said Lucius with sardonic smile. “Be at that hotel room tomorrow or every one of Aurelius’s friends is going to know that you are fair game - that you are a woman like Melissande Avery. I will tell them in detail what a deliciously hot fuck you are. I am sure someone will eventually tell Aurelius. No names or anything but he will find out.”



“Bastard,” hissed Natalya. “Narcissa will find out as well.”



“Hell no,” said Lucius with a grin. “This little tidbit will remain between gentlemen; granted half of wdingding Britain will know.”



“Why are you doing this,ked ked Natalya desperately.



“Because,” said Lucius with a malicious grin. “I can. You are going to be my mistress Natasha for as long as I want.”



Natalya fled the room. She felt like hours had passed but she was shocked to learn it was only a half-hour. She composed herself and moved back into the conversational circle. She was unaware that her husband had his dark eyes on her.



Aurelius could sense that something had upset his wife. He wondered if a society biddy had been cold or rude to her. He tried to catch her attention but she refused to look in his direction. Aurelius gave a tight smile as he immersed himself into another financial conversation but his eyes never left his wife for the rest of the night.





Next Chapter: Reflections and Ramifications