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White Flower; Black Dragon

By: lilyadar
folder Harry Potter › General
Rating: Adult ++
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The Eve of Truth - II

The Eve of Truth - II


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I turned on my heel and our eyes locked. I could see her chest rise and fall with every careful breath - it was as though she was frightened of me. I turned to look at the windows for a moment as I saw the snow falling outside - it was a stormy night. I could feel my blood pulsing in my veins - my animal instinct took over, as I could smell her pungent fragrances lurking in the air. I stepped forward and moved closer to her once again - she was shaking - as I came close enough to touch her she shifted and crawled backwards, her breathing becoming more ragged. \"Severus ... please don\'t take another step.\" She begged.

\"What if you cannot stop me?\" I hissed, slowly advancing on her. She closed her eyes as I came down in front of her - I crawled towards her, slowly combing her light nightgown upwards as my fingers left a red trail on her thighs. Her hands were clinging to the rug underneath us and her eyes squeezed firmer shut. Her skin was soft and warm - she shivered as my hands pulled the nightgown further up her body exposing her white cotton underpants. I could see through the thin material a cluster of light brown curls on her pubic region. My mouth opened slightly as my ragged breathing was the only sound in the silent room. I had one obstacle - the straps of her nightgown - bending down my teeth ripped at the silk straps and reduced them to shreds as the burning hot desire to thrust into her took over. With my hands I ripped the rest of the gown off, leaving her upper body stark naked. Her chest rose and fell rapidly - she was expecting me to do something, anything.

\"Oh ... please...\" She whispered to me - looking up I could see her eyes were slightly open again. My eyes finally caught sight of her breasts - just like I had imagined her - her heavy breasts were full and round, to complete them at the tips her soft nipples resembled pink rosebuds. Instinctively my lips found her stomach, I gently kissed her skin leaving a trail of wet kisses behind. My mouth finally reached the curve of her breasts, my tongue trailed the rest of the way to her nipple as I heard a cry issue from between her lips. My teeth grazed over her nipple then caught the soft flesh between my lips and sucked, softly at first until my hunger grew and I suckled even harder.

Her legs wrapped around my hips and urged me to press myself harder into her - her hips began to move in a slow seductive manner. The fingers of my unoccupied hand trailed softly against her curves until my nimble fingers found her other nipple and pinched the flesh, painfully. She let out a cry of pain and pleasure as I twisted the rosy skin into hardened peaks.

Looking up again I let go of her nipple and took a look at what I had inflicted upon her. The soft rosebud was beginning to harden; the flesh was a dark red due to my expert tongue. Moving upwards I tore off her underpants and then released my hard throbbing erection from the confines of my pants. \"You won\'t regret this...\" I murmured into her breast one final time and then as soon as I entered her I knew I was wet, hot and hard. I filled her in an instant, touching her in places no man had ever touched before.

I thrust into her slowly a couple of times to allow her body to become used to someone other than her husband. She squeezed her muscles tighter around me. With every new thrust my breathing had become more ragged - I was still wearing my cloak, shirt and jacket - the heat between our bodies in friction was becoming too much to bare. Beads of perspiration ran down my temples, I could see the shimmer on her skin as the candlelight shone over the coat of sweat on her pale flesh.

I began thrusting slightly faster before bringing my head down and touching my lips to hers. I kissed her deeply, thrusting my tongue in and out of her mouth, much like the thrusting between our own legs. I moaned into her ear when she squeezed her hands around my buttocks, urging me to thrust just a little bit harder into her. I was pumping savagely into her with such an urgency to release my seed into her that I almost cried out in agony.

I thrusted one last time - staggeringly deep into her that tears filled her eyes and her mouth opened into a silent scream of pleasure. I held myself inside of her when I finally felt my own orgasm come - my body went into spasms and as though a great weight had been lifted from my shoulders I filled her with my own bodily fluids.

We were both panting, exhausted from our activity. She clung to me - the sweat from both our bodies combined. I looked at her hair - her cheeks a rosy pink, and her eyes glittering with tears. It was a sight I longed for so many years to witness. \"I feel so ashamed.\" She murmured into my shoulder.

\"You have no need to, Narcissa,\" I whispered to her ear as I pulled a strand of her hair away from her angelic face. To both our surprise we heard the distant sound of feet coming closer and closer to the library. Pulling myself off her naked body I took my cloak off and handed it to her. \"Here, take this - it\'s the least I can do after ... err, turning your nightgown into shreds.\"

\"I think whoever comes in will realize this belongs to you,\" She whispered - trying not to be heard by the intruder of our intimacy. The footsteps became heavier with every step and soon whoever was out there would walk in on us. \"I\'ll make your excuses - just get out of here through the window - it\'s your only chance.\"

\"And what of you?\" I asked - looking at her wrapped around in my traveling cloak.

\"Here, I\'ll just put on my robe.\" She handed me back my cloak and swiftly put her robe back on.

\"Narcissa?\" Both of us turned with horror to the wooden doors. It was Lucius - the ton hin his voice was a little worried. \"I\'m coming in dear ... have you seen Severus?\" The doorknob began to turn.

I sat there on the floor - praying that bastard wouldn\'t open the door ... was he going to catch us?


To Be Continued...
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