Seduced By Darkness

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Notes : Thank you again for your reviews, very encouraging ... Seems like Wilma might not affect us much but we are still unsure ... MaryElla :: I am so happy you got that because I tried very hard to make her reaction be a \"realistic\" one so I am happy it did some accross as that. ViaGra, sigh lol I do love me some Ginny/Draco but alas I didn\'t write them as a couple in this fic, hehe but I hope you continue to enjoy it *wink* on to the chapter(only 1 tonight)... It is Rated NC17 for Sex ...

\"The truth is often a terrible weapon of aggression. It is possible kill with the truth.\"
-- Alfred Adler

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Chapter 6 : Bella\'s Place


Tom did not head towards his room. He was painfully aroused and needed release. He had never particularly liked doing the task by himself, especially with no one to watch him, what fun would that be after all. Instead he headed towards Bellatrix’s room, for once glad that she was readily available and always pathetically willing. As he entered her room he saw her propped up against her pillows, her fingers pinching her nipples, legs spread wide, and the toy he left her days before buried inside her. “I see that you have liked my gift after all.” He told her in a mocking tone.

“My Lord, you’ve come to me.” She said breathlessly, throwing the toy aside and crawling on the bed toward him. Taking off his shirt, he came to stand right in front of her. “You know what I want my dear.” Her eyes clouded with passion as she unbuttoned his pants and took his hard erection into her hands. He watched her for a moment but closed his eyes when her mouth encircled his head. Tom let the sensations wash over him; he felt her tongue swirl around his head as she sucked, her hand going up and down the length of his cock and her other hand squeezing his balls. As much as these sensations were slowly bringing him to climax he could not stop thinking of the enchanting girl he had just left.

With a low growl he pushed Bellatrix away from him, grabbed her legs and spread them wide as he settled between them. His hands then went to her breasts as he painfully gripped them and pinched her nipples. In one swift motion he entered her and she gasped with a mixture of pain and pleasure. “Yes ... don’t stop my Lord.” He had no intention of stopping until he had come so he kept thrusting in and out of her over and over. She came before he did but soon after his body tensed and he climaxed. Almost immediately after he slipped out of her and with his wand cleaned himself off, buttoned up his pants and put his shirt back on.

When her eyes cleared from their induced passion she opened her mouth to complain. He couldn’t just leave her, she thought. Particularly not looking like all he had done was gone out for a brisk walk. He looked so composed and bored, she felt like lunging herself at him and slapping him. She wanted him to feel the pain and humiliation that he was making her feel. As if reading her thoughts he slowly turned his head in her direction but kept one hand on the doorknob. “My dear Bella, you do know what your place with me is, do you not?” Because she was so angry and felt defiant she said a bit crossly, “Actually it seems that I do not. Not since you’ve gotten back your younger body… My Lord” She added the last part because she realized that she had dared speak to him in anger, a shiver of fear ran through her.

He stayed were he was, eyes sparkling, his seductive mouth softening into a malevolent smile, “Ah, let me clarify things for you then. You have always been my whore. Do not look so offended and shocked as you very well know it’s the truth. You are also, next to Lucius, my most trusted and loyal follower. I hold you in high regard for that but when it comes to my bed, you are nothing more than my whore. Accept that Bella, because it’s not going to change, ever.” Then he walked out. When the door closed she screamed and hurled a vase at it, wishing that it had hit his head when it shattered. What could she do? She knew, deep inside her core that it was the truth. While he had been the reptilian-like, red-eye devil he hadn’t been any less cruel and dismissive with her, but he had allowed her to touch him, and kiss him. He used to linger the nights with her and make her feel that no matter what would happen she would always be by his side. Now she wasn’t so sure and the uncertainty was making her tremble in fear whenever she thought about it, which was often.

Why did she allow him to treat her like this? She knew the answer, she liked it, and it perversely excited her as much as it infuriated her. He knew this and was able to use it against her. That night she went to sleep with the satisfaction of knowing that even though he had that little bitch in the castle that he still had come to her so some of her uncertainty melted into the back of her mind. Whatever he must want with the Gryffindor slut, must not be what she had previously thought. An ugly smile twisted her lips as she hoped that he would eventually give her the little bitch to play with.

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A couple of days later Tom nonchalantly entered Claudia’s room. She wrapped the robe she had on tighter around herself when she saw him. Clear, honey colored eyes looked back at him. He saw the fear in them but was pleased to see that it was mainly anger that was being thrown his way. “I am told that you didn’t touch your food, last night or this morning.” He walked over to stand directly in front of her.

She cursed the fact that he looked so beautiful, why did he have to look like this? It made it so difficult to see past the mirage and look at the devil inside him. He had on those indecently tight breaches, today they were a dark chocolate brown, and he had on a white shirt, his black robe billowing around him. “I’d rather starve than accept anything from this place, anything from you.”

He cocked his head to one side and regarded her quizzically for a few moments before saying, “The elf is coming back with your lunch and you will eat. You need to regain your strength.” When she was about to open her mouth in protest he continued, “Either you eat by your own hand or I will MAKE you eat. Trust me when I tell you that if you make me do so, it will NOT be a pleasant experience Love.” Almost as an afterthought he added, “At least, for you.” She looked outraged and ready to hurl insults his way but her lips thinned into a straight line as the elf came into her room. It was carrying a tray full of food, Tom didn’t glance its way because he knew that would make it drop the food and at the moment he only wanted Claudia to eat.

The elf settled the tray by a table near the balcony and called Claudia over, “Missy, Nagi prepared this specially for you. Very good, come, come and eat as Missy needs her strength.” Claudia really wanted to defy him, but she knew that he would make good on his threat to make her forcibly eat if need be. She didn’t care if he acted cruel towards her, as it might help her get over her physical attraction to him. However, if he did as he promised he would be in physical contact with her and she could not handle that. Slowly and without looking at him she got off the bed and gingerly walked over to the table and sat in the chair Nagi had pulled out for her. “Thank you Nagi, I am sure it will be delicious.” No matter how angry she was, she didn’t think it would be fair to take out her frustration on the elf. “You are most kind missy. I will be back soon”

“I’ll leave you to it then, wouldn’t want my presence to spoil your new found appetite Love.” There was laughter in his voice and a bit of smugness. She had no doubt it was from having gotten his way, she almost turned and threw her tea at him but her stomach growled. She knew that she was famished, and unable to help herself any longer she greedily started eating everything before her.

Tom watched her begin to eat and then left, satisfied that she was not going to try and defy him any further at the moment. He left to go out riding with Lucius, the townsfolk never saw them, as they were cloaked and surrounded by concealment charms. Tom loved the feel of the wind licking at his face, and the power of the horse beneath him. They came to a stop by a river stream and were quiet for a few moments. Lucius watched him as he looked reflectively over the water, “My Lord, is something wrong?”

He turned and looked at Lucius almost as if just noticing that he was there, “No.” He said simply and then stayed quiet for a few moments before speaking again, “When you married Narcissa was she a virgin?” Lucius was caught so off guard by the question that he was momentarily dumbstruck. “Err. Yes she was, however she had been schooled in the basic ways of pleasing a man.” Tom lightly smiled, “Ah yes, the old ways of mothers teaching their daughters something other than to lie stiff and still as a board.”

Lucius chuckled, feeling slightly less apprehensive now, “Yes, but I still had to teach her many things and Narcissa, while beautiful, is a bit of an ice queen my Lord, sometimes she isn’t enough to satisfy me nor does she wish to be.” Tom looked at him, “I guess it makes things less complicated for you if she indulges your affairs, but was it important that she was a virgin to you? Would you have found her less appealing otherwise?” Lucius gave the question some thought, “I suppose, now that I think on it, that it made my male ego smugly happy to know that there had been no other before me or that there would be no other after me.”

“Isn’t it a bit presumptuous to think that she doesn’t have lovers herself?” Tom teased, Lucius smiled but his eyes went hard, “She would never dare, and like I said my Lord, she doesn’t enjoy the act of fucking much.” Tom laughed loudly at that, “Well perhaps she is one of those women that enjoys ‘Love-Making’ instead, I hear that women think there is a difference between the two as do some foolish men.” Lucius nodded and smiled, “Narcissa doesn’t have such fancy notions in her head my Lord. It was her that told me how our marriage was going to work. You will find that some women enjoy trying to control you even if they know it’s the other way around.”

Tom just shook his head as he laughed softly then turned his horse around, a huge black, Arabian stallion and they began racing back to the castle. Once inside the stables Lucius asked, “May I inquire why you wanted to know about Narcissa my Lord?” Tom turned and looked at him, “Not Narcissa, Lucius. I just wanted to know your thoughts on the matter. I was just curious about something that had been on my mind.” Then he walked away, leaving Lucius a bit puzzled and suspicious of his real motives for asking him about the importance of virginity.

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Once the question had entered his mind it wouldn’t let go. Was she a virgin and why the hell did it matter to him? But after his talk with Lucius he knew why it mattered, he wanted to be the only one to ever touch her, taste her and be inside her. He had always known that he had a possessive nature, when something was his he never let it go nor shared it, unless he lost interest. He really didn’t see himself losing interest in her but perhaps once he had her, she wouldn’t fascinate him so. A seductive smile curved his lips, it was more likely that having her would only increase his hunger for her, not quench it. At the moment, however, he had to know if she was a virgin and headed toward her room to ask her.

He played with the different ways in which to pose the question to her as he entered her chamber. She looked up, clearly startled to see him. Claudia’s breath caught in her throat, he had been riding, he had to be because his hair looked windblown, and he had that fresh look about him that only comes from horse riding she thought. He also smelled of it, and why the hell was it so sexy? “What do you want?” She said before he could open his mouth. “You my dear, but at the moment I only came to ask you a question.” She was taken aback by his answer and said nothing so he continued.

“You are an attractive, seventeen year old girl. Tell me, did you have a boyfriend at school?” He had come to stand on the side of her bed, she noticed that his eyes were flashing but with what she didn’t know. “Why should that matter to you?” She didn’t understand why it was important but she wasn’t about to tell him anything about her life.

Tom’s eyes narrowed, once he had set eyes on her he had decided that the thought of any other man touching her in any way turned his insides cold and made him furious. He didn’t want her to know that for he knew that she would lie just to piss him off, so he strolled up to her, grabbed her by the arm and brought her up to him. She gasped in a bit of pain as he had not been at all gentle but quickly forgot her discomfort when his other hand settled on her abdomen. She was wearing a red silk nightgown, not as indecent as the emerald satin one but when he touched her she might as well had been naked. It felt as if he’d branded her skin through the flimsy material.

“Has any man ever touched you, tasted you or lost himself inside you?” She forgot to breathe, what he was saying was incredibly erotic to her and yet she felt it was also completely wrong. “I think not,” He continued and she felt a pull where he was touching her, she gasped and looked down at his hand, “Look at me Claudia, are you a virgin?” She looked back up, for a moment she felt like lying, like telling him to sod off and that she was Hogwarts’s whore, it would perhaps make him not want her. But looking into his eyes, the intensity behind his stare, she felt a primitive need to let him know that no one had ever touched her, nor looked at her the way he was currently doing, “Yes” was her breathless reply. His eyes darkened and he nodded then released her before turning away from her.

“I think that you are well enough, so I will come to you tonight” He roughly said before walking out. Her legs gave out and she sunk to the floor next to her bed shivering. Her feelings on the matter were a tangle of confusion. She was excited and horrified of what was to come. She knew that she wanted him, every inch of her body ached to be in contact with him, that was something she couldn’t deny. Her mind and heart screamed at her to resist him, that it was wrong, that he was Voldermort. Except that a small piece of herself also said to her, “No, he’s not him, he’s Tom” But she didn’t really see the difference nor cared to understand it. Tom Riddle WAS Lord Voldermort, no matter how beautiful he looked on the outside, at his core he was ugly and corrupted and she would be too if he had his way.

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The rest of the afternoon passed by in a slow motion haze. She wanted the time to come and by the same token she wanted to disappear. Nagi came to her and coaxed her to eat a little. She only had small bites as her appetite for food had completely deserted her. It was bad enough being a virgin and having to deal with her first time, but she also had to deal with the fact that her first time would be with Tom Riddle. “Missy should wear this. Master will like it.” The elf was holding up a jeweled flyaway babydoll teddy. It was the most indecent piece of clothing Claudia had ever seen, and the sexiest. She took it and put it on, as if in a trance, then looked at her reflection. The bra part of it was covered in faux diamonds which slightly concealed her breasts from view, it clasped at the front with strings. All he had to do to remove it was pull at the string and the thing would fall away from her. Then the rest of the flimsy material opened up at her stomach, exposing her navel. It came with bikini underwear of the same material, more faux diamonds over it.

She grudgingly admitted to having never felt more beautiful. So why did she feel like such a slut as well? Her hair was loose about her face and her heart was threatening to slam right out of her chest. “You are beautiful” She nearly jumped right out of skin at the sound of his low, seductive voice. She turned, lips trembling and her body shivering slightly, to look at him. Her hands almost went up and around her body to cover herself up but she was frozen in place as she got a look at him. Her mind thought that this is how the devil must look, for surely it was the only way to get people to turn to him and do his bidding.

He only had black pants on, which were unbuttoned at the top, she could see hair peeking out from the opening. His stomach was flat and hard, his chest muscled. She was aware that he was walking towards her but she couldn’t find the strength or want to move out of his reach. His hands swept her hair out the way and toward her back, to give him a better view of her. Tom’s eyes slowly traveled over her body, and she felt like he was already making love to her. Then she paled, ‘there would be no love-making tonight ninny, that’s not what he wants’. Suddenly his eyes settled on hers, as he leaned forward and claimed her mouth.

Claudia melted into him. In that moment she didn’t care who he was, she didn’t want to think about it anymore, she just wanted to savor in the things he was making her body feel, anything else she would deal with later. As their tongues played with each other he undid the front of her teddy and let it fall away from her, she gasped as she felt her breasts brush up against his chest. His hairs tickled her nipples into hardened knobs. Tom’s hands seemed to be everywhere, at the moment they were caressing her back and neck. But the assault that his mouth was doing on her senses did not stop, it was like he didn’t need air. Suddenly, both of his hands went around her ass as he picked her up and pressed her against his hard erection. “Wrap your legs around me,” he ordered and she did so because she was too caught up in what he was making her feel to deny him anything. Her arms went around his shoulders for support, as he walked around the bed with her and pressed her against the wall, grinding his groin against hers. He let go of her ass and his hands went to her breasts, his lips broke away from hers then. As his hands cupped her breasts he leaned back a bit to watch her reaction, she gasped and arched against him. “So expressive,” He said, before pinching her nipples as he continued to watch the myriad of emotions that were crossing her face.

He then dipped his head and took one nipple into his mouth. She cried out at the pleasure that action gave her, fingers going to his hair to keep his head there. He lifted his head and was about to go and give the same attention to her other breast when he heard the little purring noises she was making. Smiling, he asked, “Do you like it?” He knew the answer, but he wanted to hear her admit it, “God, yes.” She managed to say, “Hmm, I love your nipples, the way they feel in my mouth,” He said before going to her other breast.

She didn’t think that she could take it, a heat had formed between her legs and she only knew that whatever he was doing wasn’t enough, she wanted more. As if sensing her urgency he moved them away from the wall and onto the bed. He momentarily broke away from her and she felt an intense loss when he did. Never looking away from her he took off his pants, her eyes went to his erection, and fear began to creep over her again. “I just don’t see how it’s going to work.” She spoke so low that had he not been so focused on her he would not had heard her. He laughed which startled her, because it wasn’t an ugly laugh, it was genuine and beautiful.

He bent over her and removed her panties, as he did so he kissed her belly button and dipped his tongue in it, his hands caressed her breasts as he began to move lower. “When you are ready for me, it will work. Right now though I think that I will give you a little kiss” He was not looking at her face when he said that, and a moment later she nearly jumped off the bed as he’d kissed her clit. His tongue was driving her insane, he bit, suckled and licked her for what seemed like forever. “Please, Tom...” She begged, he looked up and crawled over her. His eyes looked into hers, his lips inches from her own. “What do you want Claudia?” He asked as he inserted a long finger inside her. Gasping and arching herself against him she kissed him and tasted herself on his lips. Her hands went to his face and his hair, he broke the kiss as he inserted a second finger, stretching her for him, “It will hurt, at first, or so I am told” Her eyes widened but she didn’t care, she felt the tip of his cock at her entrance but when he didn’t move any further she looked questioningly at him.

He licked his lips and hers, “What, do you want little one?” She knew that he wanted her to say it, that way it would make it her decision and not his. She wished she were stronger, colder but she wasn’t and so she breathlessly said “You. I want you. Please, Tom.” Growling deep in his throat he buried himself inside her in one quick motion. She cried out in pain, as she felt him tear through her maidenhead. Her nails dug into his back and she bit his shoulder. Strangely enough the pain was subsiding almost as quickly as it had come for he had begun whispering words into her ear, words that she didn’t understand.

His hand went between their bodies and he stroked her clit bringing her back to the edge of sexual ecstasy she had been in earlier. When he began to move she didn’t know how something like that could feel so good. “You are so fucking tight,” He said just before claiming her mouth again. Her climax shuttered her world, and it brought him his own orgasm. He shuddered, his breathing was ragged and he collapsed on top of her, still inside her. They stayed like that for several long moments. He nuzzled her neck and kissed the little part directly under her ear, making her shiver. He rolled onto his back, taking her with him. After both their breathing came back to normal or rather, hers, as he had gotten under control much quicker, he spoke. He grabbed her by the shoulders and made her look at him, “You are mine, completely, now. No one will ever touch you but me, understand?” There was a dangerous tone to his voice so she only nodded, thinking that she didn’t want anyone else anyway and hating herself for it.

He let her fall back onto his chest and frowned as he felt her tears. He doubted it was from the physical pain he had caused when he took her. Tom knew that she had realized that she had wanted this as much as he had and she hated it. Closing his eyes, his hands absentmindedly caressed her back in a soothing circular motion. He felt when she finally fell asleep, as she felt very peaceful in his arms. He laid there with her for a couple of hours before leaving her. He felt restless, since he had not expected it to feel so good and yet he had expected it hadn’t he? Wasn’t that why he had wanted her so badly? No matter, all he knew was that he didn’t want to spend the night in her arms. There was something about what that made him feel that he didn’t like. With one last look at her sleeping form he walked out.