A Bellamort Tale

Part 54

Bella grinned but let it go.

"I'll leave you for a moment then. Call if you need help. I'm sure Draco will be here soon."

With that she went back to her bedroom and shut the door. As soon as she did she flinched.

"My lord, I didn't see you there." She quickly apologised. But he waved her off and grabbed her around the waist pulling her taut and whispering hoarsely.

"Kissing and making out with the other girls in the Slytherin dorm? Or in the bathroom?"

"Oh wouldn't you like to know!" She teased him, then got serious and told him about the recent incident.

Voldemort's rage overwhelmed her. Never had he seen him like that because of anyone but her or Delphini.

"What did you do? Did you punish him?"

"He's in the cellar punishing himself, my love. Just like the last time he screwed up. It's about time to get rid of the darn creature."

He sighed but agreed.

"You're right. But he might still be useful so we'll just get him out of the house. He hasn't got the dark mark so he can't get through the barrier. You're a powerful witch, my Bella, that's why he can't shake off your Imperius curse that easily, but eventually he will. I will curse him myself this time before I send him away. I have a little task for him anyway."

"May I ask..." Bellatrix began when he shut her up with a passionate kiss before telling her.

"Remember the night when you told me about the mudblood being pregnant? I read something in her mind that somehow stuck. She was once in love with the pathetic youngest Weasley boy and he hurt her by making out with a stupid blonde called Lavender Brown. Greyback's new task will be to have a bit of fun with said girl as soon as he can lay hands on her."

His fiancee cackled viciously.

"I love that. No matter if she's a mudblood. She's also family now and therefore stands above any other pathetic Gryffindor.

"Interesting." Voldemort muttered mostly to himself. "This experiment seems to indeed unravel some things I hadn't expected. When Draco is here he can take the girl to his room and take care of her until tonight. I'd like to explore a little more of that making out with the other Slytherin girls story."

Bellatrix smirked.

"My lord, we're supposed to get married today. It's bad luck that you're even here. And I have to do quite some preparations, though it will only be a very small ceremony for just the few invited guests. I'd like to look my best for my spouse."

He pulled her tauter, then hummed into her ear, making her shiver.

"I am sure you can spare an hour for your future husband. Afterwards the girl can help you get finished. That will get you there faster and distract her from the things that happened. Are we clear?"

"Of course, my love." She was just about to kiss him when Draco knocked on the door and she sighed. "Come in!"

He did. Seeing the couple in a tight embrace he apologised and wanted to leave, just asked.

"I'm sorry. Where's Hermione? Why is she here? I'll be right back if you just..."

But Bellatrix interrupted him. Telling him what had happened and that she had ordered the young woman to take a shower so she would feel better after she did.

Not asking anything further, the young Malfoy barged into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him and without thinking of being fully clothed, he stepped under the shower and pulled his wife to his chest.

Hermione instantly clanged on to him and started to sob vigorously again.

"I was so scared." She heaved. "If Bella hadn't come and saved me..."

"I'm sorry." He whispered softly. "I should have been there with you. Promise me to never again leave our room without your wand, okay?"

The pregnant teenager nodded.

"O-Okay!"

He picked her up bridal style to then apparate them back into his own room.

When Bella heard the sound coming from the bathroom, she grinned at her master.

"My lord, where were we?" She asked and took a firm hold of his member.

"Woah, I like how very forward you are today. But we really should be quicker than usual. Get on the bed. On your knees and lift that skirt." He ordered and the dark witch almost moaned from just the way he ordered her around.

"Oh yes, my master. Make me yours once again." She gushed out in a desperate tone.

Voldemort grinned and lifted up his own robes, pulled out his already painfully throbbing erection and with a quick move, not even checking if she was ready for him, he entered her from behind.

Bella gasped in shock and from the incredible pleasuring feeling it caused and pressed her buttocks firmly against his hips.

"Harder please, master!" She mewled and with a groan he did as he was told. Thrusting hard into her wettening core he soon felt his release approach and quickened his pace, one of his arms reaching around her to press two fingers onto her clit, to which he instantly could hear his fiancee cry out.

"Oh yes, my lord, my master, my everything. Make me cum."

He was groaning loudly by then and thrusted into her even harder, his fingers now fiercely rubbing until he could feel her pelvis jolt and her whole body arched and convulsed. Only then he allowed himself to let go and spilled all his fluids inside of her, causing her to find a second release from just the sensation of his dick pumping and twitching.

With a last cry Bellatrix collapsed onto her stomach, taking him with her so he came to lie on her back, both exhausted but utterly blissful.

"You forgot the spell. Is there anything you can still do?" He asked anxiously but his beloved woman could calm him down.

"I do that spell nonverbally again to not ruin the mood. We're good, darling."

She slapped her hand to her mouth. Never had she dared to calm him darling.

"Would you please stop getting scared everytime you show your affection towards me. I love you and I am marrying you today. You can call me however you want. At least in private and especially after we had such a pleasing experience."