Slytherin Love - Harry Potter One Shots

Chapter 17 - In Tom Riddle's Arms (Tom Riddle x Female Harry)

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One frigid December evening, a fluffy snow flurried down outside of Riddle castle to cover the surrounding ground in a soft blanket of white crystals.

The day had been long and difficult, but Tom Riddle, the one who would have become the Dark Lord, relaxed at last in his bedchamber.

Tom had been headed down a dangerous path until the woman destined to destroy him had opened the heart that he never realized existed.

Harriet Potter ensnared the greatest dark wizard who had ever lived with her charming smile and her flashing, emerald eyes.

Tom had discovered that the omega's kiss was as intoxicating as her touch and as dizzying as her kind words.

It may have been the previously formed connection between them, but after he and Harriet had spent a single one of her heat cycles together, Tom retained his alpha strength, his followers, and his youthful looks, yet he had relinquished his evil goals to please his new mate.

Tom Riddle had been obsessed with power.

However, from his first taste of her plump lips, Harriet Potter had become his obsession instead.

As he went through each day, he kept a close watch on the time and gnashed his teeth as he contemplated how long it would be until he could see his beloved again.

The evenings were always a welcome respite.

Tom Riddle was a very dominant alpha and especially during the winter, he took great joy in coming home to the vast, stone castle that served as the Riddle family's residence to find Harriet waiting to welcome him into her nest.

That particular evening was no different as the snow continued to fall silently.

Tom held Harriet in his arms while they lay wrapped up together in the mound of soft blankets and pillows.

The fireplace crackled from across the room as their lips met over and over again, sweetly, lovingly.

Harriet had her hands on Tom's strong shoulders and he was using his own to paw at her breasts.

She whimpered into their kiss as she tasted her alpha's neediness.

When Tom heard her soft sigh, his hands worked a little faster on her heavy glands, hoping to get her full and leaking again.

"........I know what you're doing." Harriet whispered against her lover's lips as she pulled back slightly.

Tom ended their kiss and looked down at her with his smoldering stare as he spoke, "Am I not allowed to hold my wife.......?"

A playful light danced in his dark eyes as a mischievous smirk curled the ends of his lips.

Harriet shifted in her nest as she writhed under her alpha's intent stare.

From the dark curls of his short hair to the elegantly defined angles of his face, it was an indisputable fact that Tom Riddle was a handsome man.

Harriet took a moment to contemplate how well she enjoyed admiring her husband's eyes, his trim physique, and........

She gasped suddenly as one of her hands flew to her side in response to the painful twinge that echoed across her middle.

Tom scowled in concern.

"What's the matter?" He asked quickly, "Are you alright?.........Harriet?"

"I'm fine.........." She replied as she blew out a breath, "Your daughter's getting comfortable, that's all."