The Luckiest Man on Earth

The Luckiest Man on Earth 40



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Chapter 40: Wicked



Several Weeks Later:



Katie held her face up the warm sunshine and sighed. It had been ages since she had been allowed out to enjoy the spring sunshine. She looked guiltily around for any sign of Marcus. But at this precise moment, he was in the Library where she was not allowed to help him study for his last NEWT. He told her that she would be a distraction. But you never know if he was lurking around a corner checking up on her. He was being very protective lately. It was sweet and yet annoying at the same time.



It was hard to believe that school was going to end in less than two weeks. Tomorrow was the last day for NEWTS. The other Years’ exams were already finished and they were just waiting for the results.



Another thing that was hard to fathom was that she was going to be married by this time next month. The thought made her unbelievably happy and scared at the same time. Katie gave Alicia and Angie a bright smile when she saw them come into the courtyard.



“There you are, Katie,” said Ally. “Don’t you think it’s time for you to come in?”



“You are beginning to sound like Marcus,” chided Katie.



“Can you believe all that to-do about Professor Lupin?” said Angelina as she sat beside Katie. “I cannot believe they fired him.”



“I don’t think he was actually fired,” said Fred as he came up behind Angie and threw his arm around her. “And there is more to this entire story than they are letting on.”



“Imagine having Sirius Black here at Hogwarts,” said Alicia with a shiver. “I cannot believe he escaped the Dementors again.”



“I’m just glad those awful creatures are not here anymore,” said Katie with a slight shiver.



“Speaking of awful creatures,” said Fred cheekily but with a hard glint in his blue eyes as he spotted Marcus Flint and some of his mates coming into the courtyard.



“Fred,” hissed Angie.



“Oops,” said Katie as she tried to hide herself behind Alicia.



“Bell,” said Marcus with a curt nod. He glared at Katie who was still trying to make herself invisible behind Ally. “Woman, tell me you aren’t outside of the castle, as I expressly forbade you to be.”



“Forbade,” said Katie with a sudden surge of anger as she stepped out from behind Alicia. “Did you just say the word ‘forbade’?” Who the hell did he think he was?



“Yes,” hissed Flint as he struggled with his temper. He tried to keep it under control but with the stress of exams and the attempt on Katie’s life, he was teetering on the edge. Then on top of everything, it struck him this morning that he was getting married – really getting married.



“You are not my father and contrary to popular opinion, you are not my lord and master,” said Katie tartly.



“That’s what you think,” snapped Marcus.



“Well, this is getting uncomfortable,” said Fred as he turned to lead Angie away. The air of tension was palatable plus Pucey and Angie were staring at each other in a way that made Fred uneasy.



“Marcus Flint,” hissed Katie as she stood nose to chest with her fiancée. “You will not talk to me in that tone.”



“Katie Bell,” mocked Marcus. “You will not go around endangering your health because you want to prove your independence. You are my witch and I can tell you what I want.”



Katie couldn’t help the tears that sprung up in her eyes. They were angry tears. He was just so bloody arrogant sometimes.



“Merlin,” snapped Marcus. “You aren’t going to cry, are you? I thought we were past that.”



“On that note,” said Terry. “I’ll be going.”



Adrian and Ally exchanged identical looks and quickly followed Terry out of the courtyard.



“Look what you’ve done,” said Katie. “You’ve scared them off, you arrogant arse.”



“Quite changing the subject,” snapped Marcus. “What the fuck were you doing outside?”



“Don’t use that sort of language with me,” gasped Katie as Marcus grasped her arms. “Let me go.”



“No,” said Marcus as he tried to get her to turn to go back into the castle. “Just because you are choosing to be difficult doesn’t mean I am going to let you.”



Katie turned around and was about to tear a strip off of Marcus when she suddenly noticed his tired eyes. In an instant, she saw that the anger was only to mask his concern for her wellbeing.



“Are you going to be difficult?” snapped Marcus.



Katie looked into his eyes and shook her head wordlessly. She let Marcus lead her back into the castle.



“My,” said Marcus suspiciously. “You are being unusually docile. You must have a hex planned for later.”



“I would never do that,” said Katie as she whirled and gave Marcus a hurt look. He grimaced when he saw the look in her eyes.



“I know,” said Marcus gruffly as he turned and started to lead her towards Gryffindor Tower. He put his arm around her waist and steered her gently but persistently towards the stairs. Katie dug in her heels stubbornly.



“I need to talk to you,” said Katie.



“Then we’ll talk on the way,” said Marcus with a long suffering sigh.



“You can’t treat me like a little girl, Marcus,” said Katie a touch tearfully. “I am going to be your wife.” She said the last sentence loudly. Loud enough that many students in the hallway heard them and started to give them a wide berth.



“I don’t want to have this conversation here,” said Marcus through gritted teeth.



“You won’t want to have it later, either,” said Katie as she dragged a reluctant Marcus down a quiet hallway.



“I have my last NEWT tomorrow,” said Marcus.



“I’ll be only a minute,” said Katie as she turned to look at his mutinous face. “You and I need to talk and we cannot put it off.” Katie face softened as she saw his face go a touch pale and he started to chew on his lip. He only did that when he was nervous. But he was standing with one shoulder against the wall determined to the end to seem casual and in control. She stepped closer and he stiffened. Katie’s eyes filled with tears.



“What is it?” asked Marcus warily.



“You don’t want me near you anymore,” whispered Katie. “See, you stiffen when I come anyway near you lately.”



“Gods, Katie,” said Marcus as he ran his fingers through his hair.



“You don’t want me anymore,” said Katie as she stepped away from him, “after I had another accident. It wasn’t my fault! I was careful.”



“No,” said Marcus as he caught at Katie’s arm before she could flee. “You are wrong.”



“Am I?” asked Katie passionately. “You haven’t touched me since that day.”



“It not that,” said Marcus heatedly. “Katie, you had a serious accident. You’ve just come out of the infirmary. And I have touched you, many times.”



“But you don’t want me,” said Katie as she bit her lip in an effort not to cry.



“That could not be further from the truth,” said Marcus as he pulled her resistant body into his arms. “I want you to be well and the baby….I can’t risk anything happening to the baby. Merlin, Katie, we have to be careful. Next time, we will not be as fortunate. We can’t risk a next time, love.” Marcus soothed his hands over her tense back as he talked. ‘And we are getting married; love, in less than a month. Where did the time go?”



“We haven’t…”



“I know,” said Marcus ruefully. “Trust me I know. But Pomfrey said that we had to take it slowly for the next few weeks.”



“Did she tell you that we can’t ….make love,” whispered Katie as her cheeks flushed. “She didn’t say anything to me.”



“Yes,” said Marcus as he grinned. “She told me that I should curtail my amorous attentions for at least a month. Her words.”



“Then you do still want me?” said Katie. For weeks she had been thinking that he was angry with her or that maybe he didn’t want her now that her stomach was getting swollen. She had lain awake nights thinking about it.



“The only excitement I’m getting, love,” said Marcus as he stroked her hair, “is listening to Daria and Adrian have it off.”



“So, we can’t …….,” said Katie hopefully as she stroked his big hands.



“No,” said Marcus regretfully.



“I could use my…” said Katie with a slightly wicked smile. She was rewarded by a hitched breath from Marcus.



“You shouldn’t,” said Marcus weakly as he tried to bat her hands away from his trousers. “You don’t have to, Katie. I can wait.”



“But I love it,” whispered Katie, “the feel of you in my mouth. I can feel your heartbeat sometimes….with my tongue.”



“Your wicked tongue,” said Marcus as he swallowed thickly. Her slim fingers had wrapped around his erection. He hissed.



Katie smiled up at him as she lowered herself gingerly to her knees. She grinned up at him as he performed a cushioning spell.



“You don’t have …...” The rest of Marcus’s sentence was lost as Katie’s hot mouth stole over his throbbing cock. Any thoughts of stopping her vanished as she slowly licked and sucked at the end of his red penis.



“Did you dream of me?” asked Katie huskily as she lifted her swollen lips.



“Yes,” hissed Marcus. Her hands were busy stroking his slick cock up and down.



“What did you dream of?” asked Katie.



“Having you in my bed,” said Marcus huskily as Katie began to lave his cock in earnest. “Actually, our bed, in the townhouse with no one to disturb us, making love all day.”



Katie wrapped her hand around his swollen cock and stroked him slowly and she got to her feet and pressed her body against his straining one.



“Do you want me?” whispered Katie against his mouth.



“Yes,” said Marcus in a strangled voice. Her hand had started to move faster. He grasped her closer so she could feel his pounding heart.



“I want you to make love to me,” whispered Katie.



“I will,” promised Marcus as he bit his lip, “as soon as we are married.”



“You can’t do that,” said Katie wickedly, “making me wait. After all, you spend all year making love to me, in broom closets, deserted classrooms, and change rooms. You can’t deny me.”



“Kitten” whispered Marcus. “Don’t stop. Please. I promise that our wedding night will be one to remember.”



Katie looked in his passion glazed eyes and stepped away from his over heated body.



“If that’s the way you feel,” said Katie with a raised eyebrow.



“You wicked little witch,” said Marcus as he stood there with his trousers open and his hard penis wagging in the air. “Now, what am I supposed to do with this?”



“What did you do when you were listening to Daria and Adrian?” asked Katie innocently. Katie turned to go and gasped when she was accosted from behind. Two strong arms wrapped around her waist and she could feel him against her bottom, hard and hot.



“I,” gasped Katie. She moaned when she felt his big, calloused hand slip under her skirt then under her pants.



“Wicked,” said Marcus huskily as his finger circled her hard clitoris lazily. “You still love giving head, don’t you, my love?”



“Yes,” gasped Katie. She squirmed as his clever fingers began to stroke her faster.



“That’s brilliant,” said Marcus as he ground his erection into her soft arse. “You are so good at it.”



Katie shivered under his fingers and moaned as she felt the familiar surges of pleasure flash up and down her spine.



“Don’t stop,” said Katie softly. Her eyes were clenched closed. She was so close.



“My wicked witch is begging?” teased Marcus.



“Yes,” panted Katie.



“I want to come in your mouth,” whispered Marcus against her hair.



“Yes,” moaned Katie as the pleasure mounted and then took her soaring. A hot flash of pleasure went through her as she felt one of his long fingers slip inside her. She ground herself against his hand and groaned as her orgasm washed over her.



After she came to her dazed senses, she could feel him, hard against her bottom. She turned and wordlessly dropped to her feet. Her hand held his throbbing erection for only a moment before she eased him into her waiting mouth. She didn’t tease him like before. Her hand flew up and down his hot penis and her mouth sucked the end of his cock like it was a fizzing whizzbee. It was only a matter of minutes and then she could hear him groan her name. His big thigh muscles spasmed then she closed her eyes and swallowed and he came, and came some more. She arched into his hands when he hauled her to her feet and wrapped his strong arms around her.



“Wicked,” moaned Marcus into her hair.



Katie smiled in contentment.





The Slytherin Dungeons:



Alicia shifted uncomfortably. Honestly, silk may be luxurious but it could be too cold sometimes. She turned and looked at her sleeping boyfriend. He was fast asleep and looking quite angelic, for once. She tensed a little when she heard Adrian come into the room from behind the bed curtains. Frowning, Alicia made a decision and slipped out of the bed with a sheet wrapped around her.



“My Spinnet,” said Adrian dryly as he saw her emerge from Terry’s bed. “I like your taste in bed clothes.”



“I have to talk to you,” said Alicia tensely as she dropped the sheet and wrapped herself in Terry’s robe. “Not like you haven’t seen me naked.”



“Very true,” said Adrian as he draped himself across the sofa in front of the fireplace.



“I have to know something, Adrian,” said Alicia as she sat in the chair opposite Adrian. “And I want you to tell me the truth.”



Adrian raised an eloquent eyebrow.



“Do you love Terry?” asked Alicia. She had been thinking about her relationship lately and she decided that she really needed to know, once and for all. Three people was one person too many to be in a healthy relationship. She could handle Ter’s flings but she realized that she could not handle being number two on Terry’ lists of loves. Angelina had been right.



Adrian turned his face away and schooled his expression. He turned back to Alicia and was prepared to lie to her. Then he caught sight of two very blue eyes watching from the bed. He could lie to Spinnet but he would never lie to Terry.



“I will always love Terry,” said Adrian seriously.



“Even after you get married to Daria,” asked Alicia.



“I will always love Terry,” repeated Adrian.



“Even if I marry Terry,” said Alicia tensely.



“Always,” said Adrian seriously.



“I see,” said Alicia as she bit her lip.



‘The same way, I will always love Adrian,” said Terry as he emerged form behind the bed curtains. Adrian and his gaze locked on one another.



“Do you love him more than me?” asked Alicia. Finally, she asked the question that she had always wanted to ask.



Terry just looked at her with a sad expression on his face.



“I love you, Alicia,” said Terry quietly.



“But you do not love me like you love Adrian, do you?” asked Alicia softly.



“Love has different forms,” said Terry.



“You will always love him best,” said Alicia sadly.



Adrian gave Terry a rueful smile.



After a short tense silence, Alicia spoke.



“I want to be loved best,” said Alicia. Her face was dazed. “I always thought I could deal with Adrian but I realize now that I can’t. You love him more than me. Nothing will ever change that.”



Alicia got up and went towards her clothes that were lying by Terry’s bed.



“Is this good-bye?” asked Terry as he went to stand by her.



“Yes,” said Alicia firmly as she willed the tears away. Just before she left the room, she turned and looked at the two Slytherins. “You do know that most people search for the kind of love you two have?” Alicia then left the now silent room.



“I’m sorry,” said Adrian in the quiet room. “I just couldn’t lie to her.”



“Neither could I,” said Terry. “Did you mean it?”



“Yes,” said Adrian simply. He looked at Terry as he approached Adrian and sat beside him on the sofa.



“This is a fine kettle of fish as my grand-mere would say,” said Terry as he touched Adrian’s soft hair wistfully.



“No,” said Adrian as he smiled into Ter’s eyes. “It’s just love.”