Ice and Flame

Chapter 3

This evening at Malfoy Manor

  Lucius was sitting near his fireplace holding a glass of fire whiskey in his hand. His grey eyes reflected flames of light of the fire. Flame hundreds times stronger and hotter was burning inside of the man. Despite of the chill temperature in the room Lusiuc felt heat that came from the inside of him. He couldn't get out of his  Her emerald eyes, red hair, porcelain skin and scarlet lips of the young witch. As soon as he recalled her innocent kiss, it seemed that the blood in his veins began to turn into a molten lava and he felt unbearable pressure in his crotch. No women has influenced Lucius in such a way.

  Even with his ex-wife Narcissa Lucius has never felt anything like this. Their marriage was mostly a bargain. There were no feelings between them. Yes, Narcissa was young and beautiful when they got married. But she was nothing compared to this hot beauty.

"Damn!" he cursed.

  He has never reacted to any women he met like this. This was schocking, terrifying and gave him unfamiliar feelings. Always cold noble man didn't know what to do with these feelings. He wasn't sure about her feelings towards him.

  Insecurity? Where does his feeling come to a cold self-satisfied nobleman? He couldn't even imagine himself in such situation. Lucius has always been popular among women and was well-known for his charisma. But know the wall or his self-confidence was rapidly ruined from the very first second he met her...Catherine. She's so simple and so real. Lucius sighned and rubbed his temples. He filled his glass with firewhiskey.

  He drank the whole glass in one gulp, trying to throw away pleasant and at the same time terrifying thoughts. He decided to chill and took a cold shower. But the picture of red headed beauty didn't leave his head. He wanted more than anything in the world just hug her and don't let her go right now.

"Great Salazar! What hapepns to me?" he said.

  He was totally overhelmed with his reaction to this girl. He knew her just a couple of hours. He felt like he was ready to move mountains for her. What was that? One-minute passion or something more? He couldn't answer this question. It started irritate him.

  Again he felt huge pressure in his crotch. He couldn't hold back anymore. He took off his clothes and laid on his large bed. The picture of red haired beauty appeared in his head like she was really here. Her playful gaze, subtle manners and lightness. Her nice, a little bit low voice that he could listen to for hours. Her gorgeous body which he wanted to study with his lips and hands. And her magnetic, crazy and stupefying scent. It wasn't just a perfume, it was the smell of a woman, which makes feel dizzy and befuddles like a drug.

  His hand went donn and began he to caress himself. He imagined soft lips of Catherine on his growing dick instead of his hand.

'I wonder what her lips feel like? They should be soft like silk. I bet she can do perfect job with her tongue. And her beautiul hands would look perfectly on my dick' he thought.

His movements became more intence as soon as his imagination ran wild.

'And what about her breasts...they're like two juicy melons. They would fit my palms perfectly. What colour are her nipples? What is she like inside? I bet she's tight and elastic. We could do such a lot of things together right now' he thought.

"Mmmm" Lucius moaned ready to explode.

In a minute he came with a groan.

"Damn!" he swore.

  Lucius has always been courteous and subtle. He occasionally let himself swear.

  'I'm Lucius Abraxas Malfoy. I must be the one to dream about at night. I must be the one to crave. Why the hell I'm dreaming about unknown girl like a eighteen-years-old young boy? But damn it! What a girl! She's so sweet like a pitch. And wild like a panther. She's irresisteble. Kitty...I'll make you scream my name and moan in pleasure very soon. You'll beg me to touch you, you'll see' he thought and came again.