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Narcissa spent the evening by her husband's side. She performed to perfection, every bit the pureblood princess she had been raised to be. Sirius was on everyone's minds, but no one dared mention him. The Dark Lord ushered everyone into the huge tent set up for the reception right after he banished Sirius. Narcissa smiled inwardly. It was out there. She hadn't saved herself for marriage. She hadn't saved herself for the Dark Lord. She threw away her gift, the most precious gift a pureblood woman could give her husband, to a traitor.
"He will kill her for sure, why all of this pretense?" Narcissa heard someone whisper. She was confident that the Dark Lord wouldn't kill her. She didn't know why for sure, but she knew that he may punish her, but he wouldn't kill her. She rather looked forward to the punishment, although she couldn't explain that, either.
"Come with me, sister," Bellatrix grabbed her arm and pulled her outside to the gazebo. No one was there now. Narcissa could see some men smoking pipes on the other side of the tent, but otherwise she and Bellatrix were alone.
"What were you thinking, flaunting your lover in front of your husband like that?" Bellatrix roared. "You are a disgrace!"
"Oh Bella, calm down. I didn't know Sirius was coming here tonight," Narcissa sighed and sat on the bench that lined the gazebo.
"He came on his own accord?" Bellatrix snapped. "There's no way he could have penetrated the shields and the wards and the house elves, the Dark Lord set those up himself."
"You saw him with your own eyes, Bella. I didn't help him. I had no idea he was coming. If he told me, I would have begged him not to come. And I'm a married woman now," Narcissa said sadly, yet oddly detatched.
"Well, yes, if your husband doesn't demand a divorce after finding out that you fucked our cousin!" Bellatrix said, infuriated.
"No, Bella. He won't divorce me. The Dark Lord doesn't wish it," Narcissa said, still sadly detatched. Bellatrix wondered just how much the Dark Lord scrambled her brain while he was in there. She had seen him staring intently at Narcissa several times and knew that he was practicing Legilimency on her.
"Narcissa, be careful. You cannot cross the Dark Lord like this and expect to get away with it," Bellatrix sat down next to her sister on the bench. She put her arm around Narcissa's shoulders.
"You really love him, don't you Bella," Narcissa said after a few moments of silence.
"Yes, I have always loved him and I always will," Bellatrix said, her voice dripping in reverence and worship.
"Are you mad at me? I mean, because he wants me to carry his child," Narcissa said, unable to meet her sister's eye.
"Not anymore, sister," Bellatrix sighed. "At first I wanted to kill you. But I understand that he wants, no needs, an heir," she said, slowly regaining the confidence in her voice. "It's better you than some other woman," she said, removing her arm and sitting up straight.
"That's good, Bellatrix. I couldn't stand it if I lost you, too," Narcissa leaned against her sister, not ready to walk away. This night was about saying goodbye to her family, her childhood, everything she had ever known.
"Never, Narcissa. Don't worry. The Dark Lord always knows what is best for us," Bellatrix whispered. Narcissa nodded her head, but didn't say anything else.
An unfamiliar house elf popped in at midnight to take Narcissa to her bridal suite. She didn't really know what to expect when she arrived, or who to expect. The Dark Lord hadn't spoken to her the entire evening and Lucius spoke no more than a handful of words to her. She was vaguely aware that the Dark Lord would punish her, but she wasn't afraid. She initiated her charm and entered the room, gliding across the polished floor.
The room was lit with light orbs, a pale yellow glow that suited Narcissa beautifully. In the center of the room stood a large four poster bed with ornate carvings. The bedding was in dark green and silver. Suddenly the Dark Lord stood before her. He whispered a spell and she was stripped of her reception gown and was left in her corset, garter belt and stockings. He handed her a goblet.
"Please, my dear, drink," he said. Narcissa obiediently put the goblet to her lips and began ingesting the thick, purplish liquid. A voice in her brain screamed for her to throw down the goblet, that Voldemort was poisoning her! She continued to drink until she downed every drop. She licked her lips and handed the goblet back to him.
"Thank you, my Lord," she said as he put the goblet down with a smile spreading across his face. His eyes darkened to red, he pulled her into him and tilted her head up. He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. She only responded as much as her mind would allow. She was having difficulty separating her mind and letting it float. He pressed his tongue against her lips, asking for entry. She didn't want to let him, but the more insistent he became, and the more that potion worked its way through her system, the more she desired him. Her lips parted and his icy cold tongue probed her mouth, twirling around her tongue.
"Was it a lust potion, my Lord?" she gasped, needing to know what he had done to make her want him so much.
"Very perceptive, my dear," he said smiling at her. He kissed down her neck and she moaned. The voice screaming in her head that this was wrong, that she didn't want this, to somehow get away from him, seemed to fade away until she couldn't hear it anymore. Now her whole being was focused on seducing the Dark Lord. Inviting him to ravage her. She wanted it more than anything else she could remember.
"I want you so bad," she said, pulling at the buttons of his shirt. He laughed and whispered a spell and his shirt vanished.
"Such focus, Narcissa," he said as she intently kissed his chest, rubbing his pecs, his nipples, taking a nipple in her mouth. "A little extra ingredient in your lust spell makes the recipient extra focused. I didn't want you floating off again," he said, lifting her up into another kiss. Somewhere in her brain acknowledged that she wouldn't be able to leave. The lust swept that away, too, though.
Lord Voldemort led her to the bed and laid her down gently, kissing her passionately. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, almost too hard, desparate for his touch. "Slow down, my dear, the third person in our trio has just arrived," the Dark Lord said and Narcissa became aware of another person walking toward the bed. She was shaken to some semblance of awareness by the surprise arrival. It was Lucius.
The lust potion took back over as she examined his shirtless chest. He was every bit as handsome and sexy as she had thought, back before she knew better. But the combination of the potion, and the rearranging Lord Voldemort had done inside her head, led her to her husband. She reached out to him. He climbed up onto the bed and grabbed her hand. He held it to his lips, while looking her over.
"You're gorgeous," he breathed into her hair. He leaned in and kissed her. This time his kiss was full of desire, his eyes didn't wander to Lord Voldemort, but stayed glued to hers. He pushed her back and she fell into the pillows. He pressed against her, his erection evident between her thighs.
"I see you took your potion, too, Lucius," Lord Voldemort laughed and vanished the rest of their clothes. He pulled out his cock and started stroking it. Lucius broke his kiss with Narcissa and leaned over to take the Dark Lord's cock in his mouth.
"Come here," Narcissa said pulling Lucius back and opening her mouth. Lord Voldemort put his cock in her mouth and pushed inside as far as he could go. She started to gag and he pulled back. She started sucking his cock in and out, letting go with a pop. Lucius leaned in and the two licked up and down the shaft. Lucius took one of the Dark Lord's balls in his mouth and Narcissa resumed sucking him, sucking her cheeks in. She pulled back, spit trailing from the head of his cock to her mouth. Lucius kissed her, sucking her tongue in his mouth.
Lord Voldemort repositioned himself inbetween Narcissa's legs and Lucius kneeled next to her. She stroked his cock and licked the tip while Lord Voldemort prepared her for his entry. He used lubing spells on his cock and at her entrance and used the head to start spreading the lube into her folds. He rubbed it against her clit a few times and then entered her, hard and fast. She moaned as he thrust in and out.
Once she got used to his motions, she continued sucking Lucius's cock enthusiastically. Lord Voldemort leaned down and started licking Lucius's cock with Narcissa. Their tongues touched and she felt the cold bolt through her. His cock had a similar effect inside her pussy, cold lightning bolts shooting through her as he thrust in and out.
Lord Voldemort broke away and pulled Narcissa on top of him. She eagerly rode his cock, moving her hips in circles and back and forth quickly. She slowed her motion when she felt Lucius approach her from behind. The tingle of lubing spells let her know that he was preparing to enter her anally. She and Sirius had done this, as well. She gave of herself freely to Sirius and wanted to try everything with him first, before Lord Voldemort and Lucius had a chance. It was her only control over her body.
She felt a finger enter her hole, rubbing back and forth to spread the lube. Another lubing spell and another finger, then a third. He replaced his fingers with his cock, pressing in slowly.
"It's so tight," he moaned as he pushed deep inside of her. Narcissa started breathing heavily.
"I can feel you," the Dark Lord said to Lucius. The two exchanged a lustfilled look and started kissing, Lucius finally completely engulfed inside her ass. Lucius lifted up and kissed Narcissa. Then the two men started slowly pumping in an out of her, trying to find the right rhythm. Narcissa cried out as they thrust harder and faster. She had never experienced sensations like this and was overcome by her first orgasm of the night.
They changed positions and now the Dark Lord was thrusting inside her ass while Lucius pumped inside of her cunt. She came again, this time seeing spots. Lucius started moving erratically, about to orgasm when the Dark Lord suddenly struck Lucius in the face.
"No, Lucius, you know the rules. You can come anywhere except inside of her cunt. That is mine only," he roared. He pulled out of Narcissa and did a cleaning spell. Startled, Lucius pulled out of Narcissa, too. The Dark Lord entered her pussy and thrust deep. He pumped inside of her until she came again, her walls clinching against him, and he came, too. Somewhere inside of her hoped she was pregnant so she would never have to do this again. She felt Lucius pressing back in her backside. He came quickly.
Narcissa turned her head to see that Lord Voldemort was hard again. She reached out and stroked him a few times, but instead of getting behind her, Voldemort got behind Lucius. Narcissa watched in wonder as the Dark Lord first prepared and then fucked Lucius's ass. She rubbed her clit and watched as Lord Voldemort pumped in and out rapidly. It was obvious that they were lovers and had been for some time, given how they knew one another's bodies, what brought the other pleasure. Soon, Voldemort thrust deep and came inside of Lucius.
It took hours for the lust potions to wear off. The three engaged in sexual acts Narcissa couldn't have imagined. She begged for it. She woke up in bed alone. Lucius stood next to the bed getting dressed. They both felt the left over effects of the boosted lust potion, similar to a hangover.
"Don't think that what happened last night forgives what you did with Sirius Black," Lucius said, vaguely disgusted with himself for having handed himself over so easily when the Dark Lord asked.
"What I did with Sirius Black had nothing to do with you," Narcissa countered, rolling over so she didn't have to look at Lucius any longer.
"Regardless, you embarassed me. Flaunting your boyfriend like a common whore," Lucius shouted at her.
"Ha!" she cried out. "You don't even want me. You want your precious Lord Voldemort. You want to ride his cock and let him fuck you so hard you see stars," Narcissa laughed as she saw the shocked look on Lucius's face.
"You will never speak those hateful words again," he warned her, then stormed from the room. Narcissa got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. She looked rough, dark circles under her eyes, bruises on her body, bite marks. She got into the shower and hoped that she could somehow salvage this marriage.
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