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.


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Chapter Eight – Learning Each Other


Olivia was roused out of a deep sleep by her husband who was now awake and running his hands up her legs. “Is it morning?” Olivia asked innocently. “It’s still dark outside.”


She could feel Lucius was amused and also getting excited, sexually. “It’s dark because it’s the middle of the night and I’m hungry,” Lucius explained, “for more of you.” His unbound hair was tickling her breasts.


Olivia said, startled, “But we already did it, Lucius.”


Lucius had no sympathy. “You said you knew what goes where, but you obviously don’t know how often. I’m about to expand your knowledge base.”


Lucius soon had Olivia on an advanced course in pleasing a husband. They collapsed in each other’s arms after their second bout of lovemaking and didn’t wake until well after dawn. Olivia’s breasts were tender from her new experience of Lucius sucking so hard on them. The emotional reverberations between them had been searing, especially when she inexpertly but enthusiastically returned the favor. Olivia had surprised herself with her very earnest desire to lick her way down Lucius’ chest. With a couple of side trips. Had that emotion come from his interest in doing the same thing? She didn’t know, but she liked it very much.


Lucius decided Olivia might be a bit sore after her double initiation. He probably shouldn’t even have had her twice last night, but he had been voracious for her when he had awakened in the night. Odd, but exciting.


Lucius addressed Olivia’s tousled hair, which was all he could see. The rest of her was under the covers, wiggling a little. “Olivia, I would normally work on satisfying you again right now, but I think you’re a little sore from the newness of sex, so perhaps you’d like to indulge in some breakfast instead.”


Olivia was sore and she thought perhaps Lucius was subconsciously picking up on her faint pain. She peeked out of the covers at him and replied, “Well, I am a bit sore, but definitely not sorry for any of it. Last night was just as you promised,” she teased, “Pain, then more pleasure than I’ve ever known.”


Lucius grimaced at the ‘pain’ part, but acknowledged the rest of her truth with a nod. “Get up and we’ll have breakfast in the morning room. The early light is especially fine on the gardens from that room.” He left the bed himself and strolled over to his bathroom doorway. “Accio robe!” Lucius flicked a finger and his robe flew across the room to him.


Olivia was impressed. Lucius was a strong enough wizard to do spells without a wand. Just then the covers all slid away from her and she was left lying nude on the bed. She looked at Lucius in amazement. He hadn’t said a word to command the bedclothes. He had mastered silent commands too. Now she was very impressed.


Lucius stood in the bathroom doorway holding his robe but not putting it on. He smiled caressingly at her, “Now would be a good time to get up if you want to shower with me.”


But Olivia demurred at that further intimacy. “I’ll just use the shower in the other bedroom. I don’t want to get in your way. And I am sore,” she blurted, feeling his sexual excitement rising.


“Ah, you don’t trust me to only shower with you.” He sighed, “Yes, you’re probably right about that. Very well, we’ll meet back in my sitting room through there,” he pointed at a closed door in a far wall. “Shall we say half an hour?”


“Yes, that will be enough time. Thank you, Lucius for a lovely evening,” she said.


Lucius merely waved her on and strode into his bathroom, shutting the door. He had hopes that she would be having a ‘lovely’ afternoon too, when her soreness abated a bit.


At breakfast, Olivia asked Lucius, “That was an interesting tattoo. Does it have any significance?” She lightly touched his covered left forearm.


Lucius emotionally recoiled. He kept his face neutral and replied, “It signifies my Slytherin connection to Hogwarts, my old school.”


Olivia had felt the recoil and had to catch herself from reacting to it, for it was definitely fear she felt running through him. “What is a Slytherin?” she asked.


“Hogwarts is divided into four school houses. Each student is placed in one of the four. Mine was Slytherin. All Malfoys are placed in Slytherin so our children will be Slytherin also.”


She asked, “Will all our children have to have a tattoo like that?”


“No.” He quickly changed the subject and she let it go, but she felt him shudder in his mind.