A Bellamort Tale

Part 48

"Bella!"

"Yes my Lord?"

Voldemort looked at her, standing right in front of him in her revealing nightwear and gulped.

"My lor..., my love?" She wondered and tilted her head.

He cleared his throat and focused on her face, trying to recall what he wanted to tell her before he had noticed her attire.

"I.. uhm... I have a task for you, Bellatrix. Now that Draco is away for the weeks, I want you to spend time with the girl. Get to know her. Talk to her, teach her. It's part of the experiment we were talking about. I won't tell you to not influence you in any way. Just treat her like you would treat any other witch. Ignore that she's a mudblood. For Draco's sake."

The witch hesitated. Then she took a deep breath and agreed.

"As you wish. But I can't promise to be too friendly. I never was the kind and loving type, so I won't change my behaviour now. The only people beside you, I treated with kindness, were my parents and my siblings. And Draco of course."

The dark lord cackled viciously.

"I never expected anything else. You're an evil, maniac and dark witch. That's what I love so much about you."

Bella gasped. Never before had he told her so openly into her face how he felt. Voldemort grinned sheepishly.

"That's another thing I wanted to talk to you about. I asked you to marry me in front of my followers but never did I even get down on one knee, and begged for you to accept me as your husband. I usually wouldn't kneel for anyone, but right now, I will make one exception."

Having spoken he made his words come true and got down on his right knee in front of her, letting a beautiful, golden ring appear in his wand as he did and took her hand into his own.

"Bellatrix Black. I am here in front of you, asking you to become my wife, for as long as we both shall live. Which in my case is supposed to be forever. And I certainly hope I will be able to convince you to go as far as I did and become almost immortal too. You showed me love and taught me how to feel love, and therefore I want to be with you from now until the end of time."

She stood there, trembling, her eyes brimming with tears, her mouth open and stared down at him, incapable of answering him at the very moment. Voldemort could tell and squeezed her hand encouragingly.

"I won't get mad or stop loving you, even if you said no, Bella." He whispered. That made her laugh and the tension fell visibly off of her.

"My Lord, my superior, my only love. How could I ever say no, when it's what I always wished for? Of course I want to marry you!" She exclaimed and let herself fall on her own knees to get closer to him. A bold move she immediately regretted. But Voldemort beamed at her. In his own sick way of being able to smile. Then he kissed her, forced both tips of his tongue in between her lips, making her whimper and press herself firmly against him.

The dark lord pulled back and raised his brows.

Bellatrix giggled sheepishly, then hummed seductively into his ear.

"I have a little surprise of my own, my heart. I am, well..." She gazed down to her lady parts. "I am functioning again!"

He gulped then lifted her into the air with wandless magic, letting her lecherous nightwear disappear at the same time and made her soar towards her bed. There he slowly let her sink into the soft mattress to hover above her a split of a second later, his own clothes vanishing while he began to kiss her savagely.

"You have no idea how very much I've waited for this day, my Bella. Not even finding the Elder wand eventually made me as happy as I am right now. But the most important thing first. Do that contraceptive spell. I will never again take the risk of maybe losing you again. It was already too close when you gave birth to Delphini." He ordered and though being totally overwhelmed by his words, the witch obeyed.

"Of course, my lord. Where's my wand?"

He summoned it and gave it to her.

"Prohibeo gravidatem!" She spoke calmly and made a move over her lower abdomen. "This should do. I could have done this nonverbally, I did for years with Rodolphus, but I figured I didn't have to with you."

Tom Riddle looked at her with as much love as he could get into his snake-like expression and the scarlet eyes.

"You will never again have to fear your husband, Bella. I promise you that. Not even the way you feared and admired me before. We'll be 'almost' equal." He whispered before kissing along her neck to her full breasts.

Seeing tiny white droplets shimmer on the top of her nipples, he smiled and hummed.

"I guess you won't mind?"

Then he sucked strongly on her left areola, releasing the pressure after her daughter had fallen asleep before she was finished drinking.

Bella moaned and arched her back, feeling his hard on slide between her thighs and along her folds.

"Oh fuck, yes!" She cried out the very second she felt his thick, hard shaft.

Voldemort looked up with a lecherous grin, then focused on her right wart, giving it the very same treatment as he had given the other, causing his beloved witch to squirm underneath him.

Incapable of holding himself back any longer, he grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the cushion above her head.

"It's been so long, Bella. I can't be gentle. This might hurt you and I want to apologise in advance."

The woman's eyes, though, darkened with lust instead of fear and she lifted her pelvis to grant him better access when she groaned in agonising arousal.

"I don't want you to be gentle, my lord. I need you to possess me and own me and fuck me hard so I know there's nobody bigger and stronger than you are. I need to be dominated by you."