The Secrets Women Keep

The next few months were terse for Tonks and the rest of the women. Hermione feared telling either Lucius or Draco. While they were both very kind to her as her pregnancy progressed, they were still deatheaters. Ginny for the first time kept a secret from her husband, and it was starting to put a strain on her marriage. Tonks meanwhile expected the other shoe to drop and it was making her withdrawn and pale. Voldemort had called countless healers, and while they assured him that his next heir was healthy, it did not dissuage him from being paranoid about Bella’s behavior.

Her rejection of him was hurting her. It was worse than having to live with the old Bella. She no longer embraced him when he came home. In her sleep she moved away from him. Which made him feel horribly lonely. The space between them in their bed could have been a vast ocean, that would have been easier to deal with.

He wondered if she resented the pregnancy, but it was the only part that she seemed to enjoy. He would often catch her rubbing her belly and telling Camus to talk to his future brother. Camus had taken the news rather well, he seemed to be looking forward to meeting his brother.
“If there is another man involved I will lift the ban and leave him to the werewolves.” In order to satisfy his curiosity he had her tailed by house elves. Bella proved to be a good and loyal wife. The only company she kept was that of Hermione and Ginny. Her ex-brother in law would politely inquire about her health, as did Draco.

Severus only talked to her once according to the house elves. She had wanted some form of pre natal supplement, while healers could provide her with an adequate one Severus could make an almost perfect potion.

In the afternoon she attended to Camus and his lessons, and then would spend some time with the house elves overseeing the preparations of his meals.

While the Dark Lord was the most powerful wizard on earth, he was not invulnerable to his wife’s lack of affection. He started to think that his appearance may have finally bothered her. His reptilian looks would not be passed down to his offspring Camus was proof of that. Maybe just maybe, she could no longer find him attractive.

He decided to finally confront her over dinner.

Bella came home, and found it quiet. Too quiet for her liking, she moved from room to room looking for her son.

“Camus, where are you?”

Voldemort watched her, hidden in the shadows. She looked frantic, but he desperately wanted to see if she was hiding anything from him. He has sent his son and only heir to be taken care of by houselves for the evening, he wanted time alone with her.

Bella was about to summon a houself.

“He is being taken care of.” He whispered in a cold tone, he couldn’t believe it, but a part of him was jealous of his own son. She had looked frantic, but warm and alive, and he could never accuse her of not loving Camus

“My Lord…” She turned in shock. Those red eyes alone could give anyone a coronary.

“I have arranged for some alone time, Bella.” He walked towards her and saw her stiffed for a fraction of a second, she tried to hide it, but he had seen it. She started to walk towards him, but he held up a hand indicating that she needed to stop.

“Do you no longer love me Bella?” He whispered, he could smell her fear, and looked into her eyes.

“My Lord, I will always love and serve you.” She was trembling, she had finally been caught.

“Why, do you no longer seek me out? Aren’t pregnant women supposed to have insatiable sexual appetites?” He appeared to be floating towards her, a sure and silent death approaching her. She thought it was funny that he was right, she had been amorous but afraid of letting her guard down during sex, she didn’t have a choice, cheating on him would result in death. Furthermore there weren’t any men with enough stones to try to steals the Dark Lords pussy. Something else kept her from cheating on him….

But she hated the idea of giving him the satisfaction of having her aroused for him, wanting his cruel treatment. Long ago when she had been with Remus, he was a rough lover, letting his werewolf tendencies show in sex.

Voldemort, saw her hunger for him. Could feel her respond to him, and it made his injured ego start to take more kindly towards her, perhaps she had just been too tired from the pregnancy and having to go spend time with that Granger girl. She was looking pale and wan.

Bella looked at him defiantly and waited, she blinked and he was on her. He was kissing her and possessing her, and his hand were every where at once. She moved her hand to cover her belly, and whispered “please…”

It clicked in his head, and he apparated them to their rooms. She saw the shackle and other toys shake in anticipation, but instead of finding herself tied down into a pretzel position. They were banished.

Another blink and both of their clothes were gone.

He strode towards her, his member seemed to be made of stone in the dim light, it was large and unyielding.

“You will never flinch away from me, you are the only one who has nothing to fear from my touch.”

He kissed her again this time slowly, savoring her, stroking her, taking her breast into his mouth.
They had grown fuller and he seemed to appreciate it, suckling at them like he was hungry for her. Biting her neck, trying to calm some of his anger at being rejected.

“Ohh, my Lord!” She moaned into his kiss.

Her back arched at his invasion.

He straightened and looked down at her

“Say you love me.” He demanded with a stroke from his cock.

There seemed to be magic in the air, she had never experienced sex like this. Or felt him like this.

“I love you.”

Another stroke, harder this time.

“Again.”

“I love you.”

He kept like this until he had Bella, screaming out her love for him.

As he came, he filled her with his seed again, “mine.” He looked at her with calm dark eyes, and kissed her face.

Bella laid there afterwards, while it was hard to think, what bothered her finally came to mind.

She had meant what she had said. Exhaustion claimed her.