Her legs pulled him in deeper, and with each thrust, deeper he went, filling her more than she had ever been. His cock ventured into depths previously unknown, and his lips slammed against hers as he continued to piston in and out of her. As he explored more and more of her pussy, Narcissa, for the first time, felt like she belonged entirely to this man. And not just any man. Her Lord. One who had saved her. One who had given her a second chance at life. And one who had bestowed upon her the ultimate gift she could have ever asked for – his continued love and care.
Their lips rolled against each other and he repeatedly slammed inside her gushing core. She felt the sensations of his thick rigid cock, ridged and veiny, scraping against the inner walls of her pussy and brushing past every nerve ending possible, sending ripples of pleasure thrumming throughout her very being. The wet sound of their sexes colliding repeatedly, coupled with the slapping of their skin made the lewd sounds a sinful melody.
Faster he thrust and more eager was her response as she pushed herself against him in equal measure, taking as much of him as he gave her. His face was hovering over hers, eyes wild as he stared down, and she was sure her eyes were as wild, if not more. His hands were gripping her large tits as they rolled around over her chest, and he leaned closer until he was resting his forehead against hers.
"Mine," he growled, and no sound had felt more arousing. She felt owned, and she loved every bit of it.
"Yes, my lord," she breathed erotically, the thrill of their lovemaking slowly driving her over the edge. Her climax was approaching at a breakneck pace, and her toes curled as she readied herself for the inevitable explosion.
"I'm going to gift you something, Cissa," he grunted amidst thrusts, his breathing labored, indicating his impending climax as well.
"I'd be honored, my lord!" she cried out. "I am yours, and so is this new life you've given me. There is nothing more that would please me."
"I'm glad," he grunted and she heard him whisper something. She had no time to ponder on it as she cried out in abject pleasure. Her body seized up, and her inner walls clamped around him, making him grunt as the head of his cock expanded inside her. She gushed around him, her orgasm crashing through her in tidal waves, and cried out in ecstasy at the feeling of her lord's hot seed shooting deep inside her. He held her flush against himself, kissing her furiously as he shot load after thick load of his cum deep inside her womb, and the thought of his seed taking root inside her sent Narcissa gushing even more around him.
She came down from her orgasmic high, breathing heavily, and her eyes widened when she felt him still shooting his seed deep inside her. Her lord was a magnificent wizard without an equal. There was no way he was any less virile. Like the faithful that she was, she took everything he gave her with utmost gratitude.
Finally, he pulled out of her and rolled off her body, and Narcissa felt the remnants of his load slowly trickling out of her gushing quim. She reached down and probed her sodden lips, feeling the sticky semen on her fingers before she brought her fingers up to her mouth and sucked them clean.
"Look down," he whispered as he stared at her, and Narcissa looked down. Her eyes widened at the sight of a golden lightning bolt right below her navel, stretching down to her lower lips. The mark glowed like starlight, and Narcissa had never felt so blessed before. It pulsed, and she realized it was magical. She turned over to look at him and found him smiling at her. The meaning dawned on her immediately.
"This mark signifies the bond we share now," he said. "Nothing like the vile dark mark of Voldemort. We have this bond now. I'm sure you can feel it too."
Wordlessly, Narcissa nodded. She could feel his power wafting over her, encasing her in a protective cocoon. She felt as if nothing could ever harm her as long as he was there.
"I can feel your magic as well," he whispered, stroking her sweaty back tenderly. "You are a proper daughter of the House of Black."
Narcissa sighed as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush against himself. His hot seed was still seeping out of her and she clenched her lower lips to keep as much of it inside her as she could. He turned her face toward his and planted a soft kiss on her lips, and Narcissa could feel the love it carried.
"I never knew I could ever feel like this," she whispered. The feeling of love and care was so overwhelming that she felt like she could fly forever. She kissed him again, and Harry smiled.
He knew he was never letting go of her, and how could he? She was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. He also knew that she would never part from him either. They would be together now.
His hands gently stroked her skin until he caressed her waist and ran his hand over her belly. Slowly, he reached upward and grabbed her breast, giving it a soft squeeze and smiling when she mewled cutely.
"My lord I—"
"Shh…" he whispered against her lips, pecking them softly and pulling her flush against him. "We'll talk tomorrow. For now, rest."
Narcissa smiled and buried herself into his warm embrace and in no time, she was fast asleep.
Meanwhile, Harry looked down at her naked body against his and chuckled.
"I wish Malfoy could see us now, see how I fucked his mom."
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