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Chapter 39 - Chapter 39 - Walking Towards Death III

She's already gotten used to me. Harry felt even hotter and harder after seeing her behave like that. So he began kissing her nape, then the sides. His hands easily pulled the knot near her navel and laid open her gown. Right away he cupped her exposed breasts and folded them, also continuously grounding his cock on her rear.

Fucking had become a ritual for them. A pleasurable experience that both never refused to have. She loved his cock in her and he loved shoving it into her.

"Ummmh… Dinner will be ready soon."

"We have time," Harry whispered into her ears. "Lean for me, Cissy."

"Oh!" Narcissa felt goosebumps all over her skin. It was hard to get used to being called that by a sexual partner since even Lucius had never used that name for her no matter how intimate the moment.

Harry didn't wait to get to the main course. Gently he moved her gown over her smooth shoulders and then let it fall behind, crumpling between her heels and his toes. She stood there completely naked, already leaning forward, hips raised behind and legs quickly spread.

She wants it too. Harry smirked and dropped his sweatpants.

One palm on her asscheek, the other on his girthy, veiny cock, he eased forward slowly. Narcissa didn't react much at the start, but Harry started teasing. Dragging the cockhead from top to bottom over her drooling slit. Probing in just a little before pulling back again. He watched her legs shake, and back arch at times in annoyance.

Narcissa understood his attention and waited for him to tease with a probe again. As soon as she felt his cock spread her petals, she thrust her body backward hard and took him all in herself. "Umh!"

"Merlin!" Harry rarely cursed, but this was one of those moments. So hot and so exciting, seeing her take action like that. He decided not to tease anymore and started the show. He pulled back a little and slammed back in, the clap resounding loudly.

Then more claps.

Soon, it felt like rain as Harry picked up the pace. Leaning a little forward, he reached for her dangling breasts from below at the same time and fondled them. The beautiful blobs of flesh, he pinched at their peaks and made her scream harder.

"Aaaah! Harry! Oh, Morga-aaahna! You're too… rough!" Narcissa whimpered but never asked him to stop. She loved it as much as Harry. Every single stroke between her walls spread her like no other man. His cock had the girth, the weight that made her feel full of his heat.

In the meantime, Harry's mind was empty. The primal thirst took over and his hips moved nonstop. The pleasure from her tightness was out of the world. It was hard to imagine she was a mother of one. Squeezing his cock tight as if hungry for his batter.

Shhhh… Yes, she's mine! As her life, now her body and her mind… What? Who said that? Harry suddenly felt heavily drunk, and his thoughts clouded. This is her rightful place. Her pussy around my cock is all her worth… No! Why am I thinking like that?

Harry shook his head and tried to wake himself up from the weird state. He had never stopped thrusting in that time and went faster. So fast that each of his pumps made the wooden cabinet against the wall shake since Narcissa took the support of it.

"Aaaaooh!" Narcissa lost herself to the lust, her core already climaxing with an intense squirt. Her legs almost gave away but Harry held her up by the waist. The puddle of her fluids stained everything wet, from her gown to Harry's feet. But he didn't mind and just continued to ground himself deep.

Thud!

Thud!

The cabinet made dangerous sounds at that point. But none of it mattered.

Harry looked for that edge while fighting the strange whispering echoes in his mind. They tried to influence him. Whenever he looked down at her ass and that other entrance he had only explored once before, the voice in his head told him to dig in again.

No! That'll hurt her. Harry refused again and again.

"Ummm…" Harry pressed his lips tight and rose on his toes. The itch arose from his legs and went into his balls. It felt amazing, the blissful sensation was so close to the tip. Any moment he expected himself to spill.

Grab her hair!

Harry instinctively did as the voice told and caught Narcissa's blonde hair with one palm. Dangerously tight, coiling his hand until he could pull her head backward. Narcissa didn't react against it, however.

Make her cry—I will do no such thing!

"Ah, Ah… Harry! Wh–" Narcissa was aware that something was different. But she waited it out and let Harry finish himself as well.

But Harry's hand grabbed tighter on her hair and made her yelp. Right then, he also went over the edge and flooded in her with his cream. His dangling balls squeezed up along with his cock, pouring everything into her in that exhausting moment.

He felt out of breath. Far more than their usual ritual.

Unlike before, Harry pulled out of her right away and stumbled back. Narcissa, bothered by it, stood straight and turned around, ignoring the mess between her legs, Harry's dripping white residue from her petals.

"Harry, what happened?" She approached him.

Harry's breath only hastened. He willingly, with Narcissa's help, stabilized his feet. "T-There's something in there… dark!"

Narcissa looked at the wooden cabinet and frowned. "You heard it too?"

"What do you mean?" Harry looked at her.

"A voice was calling me. Telling me to find it… it's dark and evil, Harry." Narcissa had a sudden realization that the voice was unnatural and evil. It had put her in a trance as if. "It promised power and so much more."

Harry sipped in a cold breath. "Horcrux!"

"What do you mean?"

Harry quickly spread an arm in front of Narcissa, keeping her behind his own body. Carefully, he crouched down and grabbed his sweatpants and her gown, quickly getting dressed.

"Kreacher!"

Instantly the house elf appeared. "What be the matter, Master Potter?"

"What did you put in there?" Harry pointed at the cabinet. "It's evil! What is it?"

Kreacher stood frozen for a moment as if remembering something. Once it hit him, he jumped a little. "Oh! Master Regulus! Yes yes! Master Regulus made Kreacher promise!"

Regulus Black? Harry frowned. He did know about Horcrux in the cave.

"What about it? Kreacher, is it a locket? Is it green?" Harry tried to pinpoint what it was. "Bloody speak! I order you! What's in there?"

Conflicted, but ordered, Kreacher decided to speak. "M-Master Regulus gave it to Kreacher. Dark Lord very bad, but Master Regulus very good. He drank the water and gave Kreacher the locket to destroy. Kreacher promised but failed… Kreacher is a shame to Master Regulus!"

Harry connected the dots easily. Drinking the water was what Dumbledore did on his journey. "Where is it? I can destroy it for you, Kreacher. I have destroyed evil objects like them before."

Hopeful, Kreacher pointed at the top of the cabinet, away from all their gazes. "Up there."

Harry nodded and pushed Narcissa further behind. Then, he took out his wand and swung it at the cabinet, pulling it off the wall and making it fall with a loud bang. The wood broke apart right away and the books spilled around. However, what Harry wanted was right there before his eyes.

Lying on the floor, the Slytherin locket. The last of the Horcruxes hidden out in the world. The last one before he'd have to go after Voldemort personally.

"Dobby!" Harry called his elf friend. "Go to my room and bring me the bag with red markings."

Woosh!

In just a few moments Dobby returned with the bag. "Harry Potter must be careful. That thing is very bad."

Harry nodded and rummaged through the bag. Soon enough, he found the Basilisk's fang he had brought. "Everyone, stand farther near the wall. When I strike the locket with this, a dark mist will come out. It will try to attack you."

"Kreacher! Bring me my wand," Narcissa ordered right away.

Once everyone was prepared, Harry knelt down beside the cursed locket. Feeling somewhat heavy in his heart, he knew he had to do it. Even if this marked his own end as the countdown to face Voldemort hastened.

"Here I go!" Harry calmed his breath and slammed the pointy tip of the Basilisk's fang.

Shhhh~

As expected, a dark black mist came out. It spoke words to all of them trying to entice them and use them as a new container.

"...Power~ Fame~"

"No thanks." Harry stepped away and swung the Elder Wand. With the newfound magical mastery, Harry conjured a Fiendfyre and masterfully controlled it. Without letting its size take over, he surrounded the black mist with the fire and heard the mystical screeches of the Horcrux's death.

Just to be sure Harry kept going for ten minutes nonstop. But he failed to realize the side effects had already occurred. Yet again he felt tightness in his sweatpants. The dark desire within him had once again arisen.

"Cissy." Harry looked at the blonde beauty after lowering his wand. "In a way, you helped me bring down the Dark Lord."

"W-What was it, Harry?" She inquired.

"A Horcrux. Voldemort had split his soul into pieces to stay immortal. This was the last hidden item that held his soul." With a quick stride, Harry closed in on the gap and reached her face. A quick peck on her lips, he grabbed her shoulders, pulled her back, threw the other arm under her knees, and lifted her up in a princess carry. "I'll tell you the rest in the bedroom."

"Again?!" She exclaimed.

"Master Potter, what about dinner?" Kreacher inquired as the couple began to leave.

Narcissa agreed with the house elf. "You looked pale a little while ago. You should have dinner first, Harry."

"Yes, I am hungry." Harry didn't listen to any and stormed towards the bedroom. "And you're my dinner!"

"..."

How brazen, Narcissa thought. Was her body that exciting for this young man? Narcissa didn't even want to refuse him anymore. This sudden change of life had become too exciting for her.

Harry had his needs, but this was also the last moment he was going to share with Narcissa. With the destruction of the last Horcrux, Harry wanted to move quickly.

He glanced at Narcissa's belly while laying her down on the bed.

At least my legacy will live on.

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