|In the comfort of your arms
Author: Lady Bellatrix Black Lestrange PM
Draco watched in horror as his Aunt writhed on the floor, their Master's wand pointed at her heaving chest as he held the Curse over her. He was amazed she hadn't yet screamed, The Dark Lord had been going at her for almost four hours and Draco hadn't moved an inch, he was too frightened to.Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Suspense - Narcissa M. & Draco M. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 4,082 - Reviews: 11 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 11 - Updated: 08-23-12 - Published: 08-18-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8441422
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/ Author note: Sorry for the delay in an update, but your wait is over. This chapter contains sex and sex and more sex between members of the same family. Draco/Cissa, Draco/Bella, Bella/Cissa. If you don't like it, don't read it. You've been warned.
Thank you to everyone who told me to go on with this story, and thank you to my Rodolphus, who gave me the idea for this chapter. He's been my muse of late and MY Dragon.
Enjoy and review.
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Bellatrix lifted her head off her knees, she'd been sat in the darkest corner of her bedroom for what seemed like hours. It was raining outside, the drops hammered on the roof and the window, but she heard nothing else above the dim of the rain. Her body was stiff and aching where she'd been punished by her Master, she'd healed her head wound and roboticly bathed and cleaned the blood from her hair and skin. Dressing in her favorite black satin nightie, she'd crept into the corner and broke down in a fit of rage filled tears. That had been three hours ago.
She'd fallen asleep, head on her knees and tears on her cheeks. She was waiting for Rodolphus to come back, where was he? He'd tell her everything was alright, he'd wrap her in his arms and comfort her until she fell asleep. But he wasn't here. She was cold, her body was shivering and goosebumps had broken out over her skin. The bed looked inviting and warm, but she didn't like sleeping alone, couldn't sleep alone. The nightmares would claim her and she's wake up drenched in sweat and tears. No, she couldn't sleep alone.
Company was all she wanted, just someone to be with until her husband came back. Narcissa would welcome her to her bed for a while. The thought made the dark witch push herself from the floor with a little grimace of pain, and walk to the door. She opened it with a soft click and peered down the dimly lit hallway, closing the door behind her just as softly she padded bare footed in the direction of her sisters chambers. After the fright she had given Lucius a few hours before, she knew he'd have locked himself away in another part of the house. She hated that man.
She never did think he was good enough for her Cissy, Malfoy was a coward and a rat. She'd always hated the pompous slime ball since she first laid eyes on him at Hogwarts. She was most disappointed when her Lord had gotten the useless worm out of Azkaban, in her opinion he should have been left there to rot.
Bellatrix stopped outside of her sisters chambers and lifted her hand to the handle of the door, she didn't need to knock it was her sister after all. She was about to push open the oak door when she heard it. A soft moan. It was barely audible above the rain, but she heard it. She pressed her ear up against the door and heard it again, louder this time and she couldn't help the little smirk that lifted her pouting lips. Her sister was enjoying some her time.
Any other sister would have walked away and let their sibling have some privacy. Not Bellatrix. It wasn't in her nature. She gently pulled the handle down, almost laughing as she found it unwarded, and opened the door just enough for her to slip her slender body inside the dimly lit room. She closed the door behind her before she turned around, the smirk on her face vanishing to be replaced with shock. There, on her hands and knees was her younger sister, she was naked and panting, her pale skin flushed and covered in a thin sheen of sweat. She was moaning like some sort of whore, her breasts moving with her jerking motions as the young man behind her pounded into her from behind. His hands were on her hips as he thrust hard and fast, his head thrown back and his teeth gritted as he groaned and grunted.
Bellatrix's wide eyes roamed over her nephew as he fucked her sister, his mother. He was firm and toned, his pale skin, much like her own in complexion, glistened in the candle light, he was a beautiful specimen. She tilted her head as she watched him slow his thrusts, they become long and slow and Narcissa responded with a cry of pleasure. Bellatrix's breath hitched at the sound and she felt a stirring between her thighs, her lip went between her teeth as her sister moaned again.
"Don't just stand there, Auntie. Get the fuck over here."
Draco's voice made her jump and her attention snapped to her nephew who hadn't stopped his movements into his mothers core. She didn't hesitate and took a few steps towards the bed, Narcissa looked up and met her eyes, holding out her hand for her.
"Bella. . ." The blondes voice was a breathy pant and Bellatrix responded by reaching out her own hand and taking her sisters.
Her dark eyes flashed with lust and darkened in desire, Draco was watching her as he picked up the pace inside his mother again, making her cry out. He grunted as he felt her inner walls clamping down on his thrusting cock. She was so close. He kept his eyes on his Aunt, she was a beautiful creature, her dark curls tumbled lose over her small shoulders, her pale skin like marble, her huge doe eyes and those lips, those pouting lips.
"Let me see you, Bellatrix. Take it off and let me see you." Draco demanded with an air of power in his voice.
She did, she lifted her hands and pulled the straps from her shoulders, letting the satin slid down her body to pool around her bare feet. Draco let out a moan, not in the lest bit surprised she wore nothing underneath. Gods she was perfect. That body, he wanted to feel it, touch it. He wanted to fuck her till she begged him to stop. He kept his eyes on her as he gripped Narcissa's hips harder, she was shattering and he watched in delight as Bellatrix climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees at sisters side, her long fingers sliding under Narcissa's body and finding her throbbing clit. Draco lent forwards and his lips met his Aunts in a heated kiss. Narcissa bucked and cried out as her son pounded her and her sister's expert fingers rubbed harshly at her bundle of nerves. She came with a loud and primal cry. Her inner walls clamping down on her sons shaft.
Draco groaned as he rode her through her climax, he was like a stallion, he could go on for hours, giving his mother orgasm after orgasm until he finally let himself go inside her. But tonight he wanted to spill his seed into the raven haired beauty currently attached to his lips. He growled as he heard Bellatrix's little moan as her sister wet her fingers with her peak. It was the sound that made him pull out of his mother and grip the raven by her shoulders. She made a squeaking sound in protest to be man handled that way, but he didn't care, he wanted his cock inside her, feeling her heat envelope him. He had her on her back, pinning her down and he forced her legs apart, she was trembling in excitement, her ample chest rising and falling with panting breaths.
"Open your legs for me you little slut." He growled into her ear as he kissed along her jaw to her lips.
She did as he bid her and spread her legs for him, mewling as she felt the head of his cock nudge her already wet and waiting entrance. She let out a loud moan as he pushed himself slowly inside of her. His eyes rolled back into his head as she enveloped him, she was tighter than his mother and Draco groaned as he moved his hips back, almost pulling out before pushing back in again. She felt perfect.
Narcissa had recovered from her climax and was now laying at her sisters side, propped up on her elbow, her lips and warm tongue attacking the dark witch's breasts. Her teeth biting down on the already rock hard buds that was her siblings nipples.
"She likes it rough, Dragon. Isn't that right, Bella? You like to be bruised don't you my darling?" Narcissa's voice was honey covered and sweet, she spoke around the nipple in her mouth and smiled when Bella screeched as Draco slammed his cock into her.
Bellatrix tipped her head back onto the bed, her back arched as Draco's hands gripped her behind the knees, pushing her legs up and spreading them wider, going deeper and deeper. She gripped his wrists in an iron hold and locked eyes with her sister as she felt the blondes hand travel down her flat stomach. A cry left her lips, Narcissa's fingers twisting her swollen clit and tugging on it harshly the way she knew the older woman liked made her head spin and another flood of wetness to moisten her already dripping core.
"Oh. . .Oh yes. . .Yes. . .Harder, h-harder Dragon."
He'd never heard his aunt sound so lustful, it made his cock twitch inside her and hearing her call him that made him growl, an animalistic noise from deep in his chest. His left hand pushed her leg up allowing his cock to pound into her G-Spot. He was staring at her, she was radiant, her lips parted and her eyes closed as she panted and squealed under him.
"That's right Draco, break her like the slut she is, make her come, Dragon."
His mothers soft voice floated to him from his Aunt's side and he broke his gaze from the ravens face to look at her. She was watching him as her fingers tugged and rubbed on the bundle of nerves between Bellatrix's legs. He snarled and picked up the pace, he could feel her muscles starting to tighten on his cock, see her back bending into a lovely arch. He watched in rapt attention as his mothers hand come up from where it was and wrap around her older sisters throat. Bellatrix's eyes flew open and she locked her dark orbs with her sister's blue ones. Narcissa squeezed lightly, her eyes darkening with lust as the dark beauty writhed and panted for air.
Bellatrix stiffened, her eyes widened and her grip on Draco's wrists tightened as she howled her orgasm into the room. Draco was fascinated by her, she was even more beautiful when she came. The blonde bent her head and caught the cries in her mouth, her hand still fixed around the graceful throat as her son fucked the dark witch through climax prolonging her pleasure. He was far from done with her, he wanted to spill his seed in her and he had a long way to go. . .Or so he thought.
Narcissa lifted her head from her sister's now swollen lips, the hand around her throat slowly relaxing to let her breath again. Bellatrix took in a lungful of air, her eyes still locked onto her siblings as Draco's thrusts slowed and he lowered her leg, hooking it around his waist. He picked up a steady rhythm, his eyes closed and his back lent forwards to grind into her. Her muscles where still flexing around him, she felt like heaven. He didn't see his mother hand the Death Eater her wand.
He yelped in surprise as he was thrown backwards and his back hit the chair by the window on the other side of the room. Before he had a chance to get up, ropes bound him to the seat and he was powerless to free himself from the magical ties. Only his hands were free, yet they were useless to help him. He felt the chair being dragged forwards until it was right next to the bed. His eyes flashed angry at his Aunt who was now sitting up with his mothers wand in her hand a gleeful look in her huge brown eyes.
"What the Fuck! Untie me, Auntie!"
He struggled against the ropes but to no avail, her laughter made him growl in anger and he looked up at her with an expression that if he was free, spoke of pain. She dropped the wand on the bed and was on her knees, giving him a full view of her body, the scars and the tattoo's stood out in the candle light, she was so beautiful he felt his cock twitching with want for her. What he saw next made him almost come, his mothers hands cupped the ravens breasts from behind, kneading them and twisting the perk nipples, making Bellatrix whimper and gasp. His eyes followed the younger of the two's hand as it move down the flat plans of her quivering stomach.
"Oh Cissy, that's right. . .Touch me, like you used to." Bellatrix's gasped out between a few panted moans.
Draco's mouth was open as he watched those slender fingers find the hot swollen clit and circle it gently, hips bucked up to met the fingers and they responded by going faster and pressing harder. The noise she made were perfect, soft and sweet and building in pitch the closer she was taken to the edge, the fingers slowed and the moans became mewls, they sped again and took her back, over and over the game went on. Narcissa taking her dark sibling to the edge of an orgasm and bringing her down again, building her up and taken her down until Bellatrix was begging with tears in her eyes.
"Sister please, please, please, please let me come. . .Cissy let me come. Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Narcissa's lips were attacking her neck, biting down on her pulse point. She smirked and whispered in french into her ear, Draco couldn't understand what she said but whatever it was he saw his aunt visibly melt. Her eyes slipped shut and she let her head fall back into her sisters shoulder. The fingers moved faster again, rubbing at the bud of nerves, her other hand had vanished from the firm breast it had been kneading and was now somewhere behind an arched back. His eyes were on the fingers slipping perfectly over the dripping clit, his gaze was pulled up wards as he heard the most erotic moan from her parted lips.
His hand had found it's way to his pulsing cock and he rubbed up and down the shaft at a hard and fast pace, he was grunting and sweating as he neared to climax, Bellatrix beat him and hers hit her with brutal force. She writhed and almost screamed her release, her sisters hands still working her from the front and from behind. She saw stars pop in front of her eyes and her breath caught in her throat. Both woman collapsed into a heap of arms and legs and panting breaths.
Bellatrix looked up just in time to see Draco's seed spill onto his hand and a loud moan left his lips, her name followed, and she smiled as she pulled Narcissa fingers to her mouth and sucked on them, all the while her and her nephew never looked away from each other.
Draco was panting, he lay his back on the chair and laughed shakily. He'd wanted to spill into her, instead he spilled onto his own hand. Oh well, there was always next time.