Blood, Sex, and Bondage
Title: Blood, Sex, and Bondage
Rating: NC17
Characters: Sirius, Bellatrix and James
Word Count: 6,529
Prompt: Lemons, Lemons and More Lemons.
AN: It's finally f****** finished.
Sirius scrambled off top of Bellatrix and jumped off the bed, he grabbed a pair of black sleep pants off the floor and pulled them on. He ran a hand through his hair as he turned to face his best friend.
“James... mate, this... this isn’t what it looks like,” Sirius stumbled ignoring the sound of Bellatrix’s cackling laughter coming from behind him.
James shook his head in an attempt to clear it of the visions running through it, he raised his eyes and met Sirius’ gaze. He kept his eyes focused solely on Sirius, refusing to look at Bellatrix who was still tied naked to Sirius’ bed.
“Not what it looks like,” James said disbelievingly, “so you weren’t just fucking a Death Eater?”
“I can explain,” Sirius replied, “it’s... she’s...”
“Evil,” James cut in, “how can you sleep with the witch who has tried to kill us all at one time or another?”
“It’s not like that. Bella...”
“And, what about Marlene?” James asked refusing to listen to Sirius, “You’re cheating on her with the bitch that put her in St Mungo’s last month.”
“Damn it James will you just let me explain,” Sirius growled.
“And, she’s your cousin, plus she’s married,” James spat, “its sick, it’s disgusting...”
“And watching us together made you harder than you’ve ever been before,” Bellatrix interrupted, she wiggled her fingers at the leather straps that bound her to the bed and felt them loosen, with her arms free Bellatrix stretched out on the bed, delighting in the duel groans she heard from Sirius and James. She threw her legs off the bed and stood up naked as the day she was born not bothering to cover herself up she walked towards James who still stood in the doorway of Sirius’ bedroom. Bellatrix stopped a few feet away from James and stared at him.
James stared back at her, his eyes locked on hers. He could feel himself falling into her grey eyes, eyes that swam with darkness, a darkness that seemed to radiate of her trying to taint everything in its path. James could feel himself falling deeper and deeper, drowning in the beauty of her eyes. Using some of his strength he broke her gaze and moved his eyes down, he mentally cursed himself as he remembered she was still naked.
Unable to look away, James let his eyes raked over her naked body. The bite mark Sirius had given her sat proudly on her skin a trail of dried blood coloured the skin around it, finger shaped bruises graced her neck like a necklace, more bruises littered the body, against her breasts, more finger shaped bruises stood prominent against the milky white coloured flesh of her hips. Blood trickled down her hands from the small cuts on her wrists where she had been tied to the bed. More bruises could be seen on her thighs as Sirius’ cum dripped down her inner thighs.
To anyone who didn’t know better she looked like a woman who had just been violated, but James knew better even if he hadn’t seen it, one look into Bellatrix’s eyes showed all he needed to know. In her eyes he didn’t see a woman who had been violated, he didn’t see a victim. He saw the hooded look of pleasure. In Bellatrix, he saw a woman who had been fucked to an inch of her life and loved every minute of it.
He dragged his eyes back up her naked body and met her eyes again; he ignored the smirk on her lips.
Bellatrix stood in front of him without an ounce of shame, her body bruised and bloody, Sirius’ semen dripping from her body making her look like she was some cheap whore, but she held herself like a queen.
“Admit it, seeing my cousin fuck me on that bed made you harder than you’ve ever been before,” Bellatrix said, “harder than your Mudblood has ever made you.”
“Don’t you call her that,” James spat in outrage.
Bellatrix rolled her eyes at his outburst, “You are not denying it then,” she moved closer to him, invading his personal space.
James sucked in a breath as he felt her push her body against his, his mind warred with his body, his mind wanted to push her away while his body wanted to pull her closer.
“Your Mud... Lily,” she sang, “has never made you this hard,” Bellatrix ran her hand down the front of James over his shirt-covered chest down until she felt the bulge in his trousers. She pressed her hand against his hard cock straining against his trousers. “Admit it,” she moved her lips to his ear and ran her tongue along his earlobe, sucking on it. “As you stood here watching Sirius fuck me, watching as he thrust his hard cock into me over and over again making me scream. Feeling your own cock get hard, you wanted to be in his place, you wanted to be between my legs, thrusting your cock,” she squeezed James’ cock lightly, “into my wet cunt.”
“You’re wrong,” James moaned.
“Am I?” Bellatrix cooed, “So this,” she unzipped his trouser and slipped a hand inside them, “is not for me?” She wrapped a hand around his cock, “is this because of my cousin? Was it his arse you wanted to fuck?” she nipped his ear; “he likes it up the arse, so do I.”
“Oh Merlin,” James moaned, seeing the smirk on Bellatrix’s face he added, “no, I don’t want this, it’s wrong, disgusting...”
“You want this,” Bellatrix replied, “you want me; you want me between you and Sirius, you want to thrust your hard cock into my wet cunt while Sirius fucks my tight arse.”
“He’s your cousin,” James argued, but even to his own ears, it sounded like a weak argument, being a Pureblood he knew all about inbreeding. It was not uncommon for cousins, aunts, uncles nephews those with blood ties to engage in sexual relationships, as far as he knew the only taboo not to be broken was that of a sexual relationship between parent and child, that was the only real rule in the wizarding world.
“He’s a Black,” Bellatrix replied as if that was all that mattered, and in a way, it did. Black’s were notorious for their beliefs; they believed they were a law unto themselves. “And no one knows how to fuck like a Black,” she added, “Not your Mudblood, or,” she turned to Sirius, “your blood traitor whore, not even my dear husband.”
“You’re married,” James croaked desperately.
“Only in name,” Bellatrix dismissed as she turned to face him again, “Rodolphus understands our marriage is for show only.”
“He doesn’t mind you fucking your cousin?”
“It’s none of his business, who I share my body with is no concern of Rodolphus,” Bellatrix answered.
“I wonder if he would agree,” James smirked, “I wonder what he would do if I went and told him you were fucking Sirius.”
“He would probably try to kill my darling cousin,” Bellatrix laughed, “would you be able to live with the guilt of knowing you were responsible for your best friend’s death?”
“You bitch,” James snarled, “besides who says he would kill Sirius? Sirius is a skilled wizard he could defend himself against Lestrange.”
“Are you willing to make a killer out of Sirius?” Bellatrix asked, “Because if you tell Rodolphus it will come down to the choice, kill or be killed. Could you live with that Potter? Knowing that you would either be responsible for Sirius death or for him becoming a murderer.”
James looked at Bellatrix then behind her to where Sirius stood, looking at his best friend he knew it was an empty threat. He would never tell Rudolphus or anyone of what he saw, Rudolphus like Bellatrix had said would try to kill Sirius if he found out, and if he told anyone else he knew Sirius would be branded a traitor.
James seeing Bellatrix smile in what she perceived as victory pulled back moving away from her, he moved to button up his trousers, he ran a hand through his hair mussing it up. James stared at her, “You’re sick, disgusting murdering whore, and I don’t want anything to do with you,” he snarled, “I don’t want you.”
“Oh, but you do,” Bellatrix taunted, “you don’t want to, you want to be disgusted by me but you’re not. You want me and that’s what you hate, not who I am, or what I am, not the things I’ve done and will do. You’re just like him,” she turned her head towards Sirius, “you want to hate me, but you don’t he doesn’t. You hate that you can’t hate me.”
“You’re delusional,” James said as he back away from her.
“I might be, but I’m also the only person in this room who speaks the truth,” Bellatrix laughed, “admit it, you want me, you want to fuck me, to make me scream like you’ve never made your Mudblood scream.”
“Don’t you talk about Lily like that,” James growled, “Lily is a lady, unlike you.”
Bellatrix laughter filled Sirius’ bedroom, as she moved closer to James, “Don’t tell me Potter, that after a year of dating your Mud...” she bit her tongue and said, “Lily,” instead, “and after chasing her for three years you haven’t claimed her as your own.” Bellatrix made a disapproving tut, “I’m disappointed in you, I thought you would of deflowered her by now.”
“I told you Lily is a lady not a whore like you,” James spat.
“You might like the things a whore can do for you,” Bellatrix smirked, “a whore can have you on your knees begging, promising the moon and stars for a taste of the gifts she has to offer.”
“I won’t beg,” James stated.
“Oh but you will my sweet,” Bellatrix promised, she reached out her hand and Accio her wand, she pointed it at James, with a muttered, “Incarcerous,” ropes flew at James one end of the ropes wrapped themselves around his wrists while the other ends attached themselves to the doorframe trapping him in the doorway.
“Bella what the fuck are you doing?” Sirius asked.
Not answering, Bellatrix spun round and flicked her wand at him, sending him flying into a near-by chair; with another flick of her wand, she tied Sirius to the chair. She flicked her wand again and removed Sirius’ sleep pants leaving him sitting naked bound to the chair.
“BELLA!” Sirius shouted as he struggled against his binds.
“You hush,” she told him as she turned back to James; she sauntered towards him, and ran a hand down his shirt-covered chest. “You Gryffindors, you’re always so moral and righteous you refuse to take what you want, even when its freely offered to you. You will torture yourself, hold yourselves out of reach, claiming it’s not right, it’s wrong,” Bellatrix reached her hand up and grasped James’ jaw turning his head making him look at her. “But, I’m not a Gryffindor, I’m a Slytherin, I’ll take what I want, you will fight me I know, but before this night is over, I promise you, you will beg me to hurt you just a little bit more.”
Bellatrix learnt forward, flicking her tongue out she licked along James’ jaw up to his right ear, she pinched the lobe between her teeth and gently tugged on it, “Come on Gryffindor, beg me.” James ground his teeth together in anger but remained silent.
“No, not ready to beg yet?” Bellatrix taunted, “Oh well, that just means I have to be more persuasive.” She ran her hands over his chest, delighting in the feel of his muscles contracting under his shirt, wanting to see his bare chest she slowly flicked open the buttons of his shirt, revealing his chest to her willingly gaze inch by inch. Bellatrix pushed his shirt open and stared at his chest; she licked her lips as she ran the back of her nails over his nipples, before raking them down his smooth chest leaving a trail of red angry welts in their wake. Bellatrix lowered her head and ran her tongue over the broken skin, she moaned as the taste of his blood filled her mouth, the copper taste bitter on her tongue.
She dropped her hands to the belt on his trousers; she slowly unbuckled his belt then pop opened the button on his trousers, she lowered the zip and pushed the trousers down over his hips letting them fall around his ankles. Bellatrix placed the flat of her hand against his boxer-covered erection and pressed down hard making James whimper.
“Come on beg me?” She goaded as she nip along his jaw line.
“Fuck you,” James spat.
“All in good time my sweet,” Bellatrix promised.
She hooked her fingers into the elastic of his boxers and slid them down his muscular legs leaving them around his ankles.
“The Mudblood doesn’t know what she’s missing,” Bellatrix purred as she saw his penis standing to attention.
She wrapped her hand around his erection she pumped her hand up and down a few times before releasing him. She raised herself up on her tiptoes and placed a chaste kiss on James’ lips, she smiled at him before lowering herself down onto her knees.
Bellatrix dragged her nails down over James’ hips down his legs, moving one hand to his inner leg she ran it up over his thigh. She cupped his balls in one hand, wrapping her other hand round his cock. She flicked her tongue out and licked the droplet of pre cum leaking from the head of his cock. She swirled her tongue around the head before sucking him into her mouth. She scrapped her teeth along the underside of his cock before swallowing around him taking him deeper into her mouth; she moved her mouth up and down a few times before she let his cock fall from her lips. She tightened her grip on his cock almost to the point of pain and wanked him, she rolled his balls in her other hand tugging on them hard, loving the sounds she was drawing out of the Pureblood wizard.
Sirius struggled against the binds that tied him to the chair; he watched in shock as Bellatrix wrapped her lips round James’ cock. A moan escaped his lips as he saw his lover suck his best friends cock into her mouth. He felt his own cock getting hard and pulled harder at the ropes that held him to the chair. From his vantage point, he could see when Bellatrix moved one of her hands between her parted thighs, his mouth watering as he saw her thrust two fingers into her wet cunt.
As he watched, Bellatrix suck James off while she fingered herself, Sirius felt jealousy bubble up inside of him. Although he didn’t know who he was more jealous, off. He wanted to be on his knees in front of James sucking his cock. But at the same time, he wanted it to be his cock that Bellatrix was sucking; he wanted it to be his fingers buried in her cunt.
James bit his lip drawing blood to keep the moans from spilling from his lips, he looked down at Bellatrix and saw his cock disappearing between her lips, he felt her tongue swirling over the head and was unable to bite back the groan that escaped his lips.
Bellatrix looked up at James, her lips wrapped around his cock, and her hand buried between her thighs. She laughed around his cock when she saw him biting his lip. She let his cock fall from her lips as she moved her hand from between her thighs; she wrapped her hand around his cock and moved it up and down spreading her juices over it. Bellatrix sucked her fingers into her moaning as she tasted herself on them. She removed her fingers from her mouth and wrapped her fist around James’ cock. She pumped her hand up and down, wanking him none too gently.
James could feel his orgasm building deep inside, his balls began to tighten as he climbed closer and closer. Unable or unwilling to fight any longer James gave in and with a hoarse cry, he came, spurting his seed all over Bellatrix’s bare breasts.
Bellatrix released her grip on his cock and placed her hands on his hips, digging her nails in she pulled herself up. Licking her lips, she stared James in the eyes, his breath coming out in shallow pants as he came down from his high. She placed a small kiss on his lips before turning her head and staring at Sirius. She turned around and slowly made her way over to him.
She stopped just in front of the chair and smiled at him, bending over she ran her hands up his legs, she moved her hands lightly over his erection, teasing him, before straightening up. She ran her hand over her own legs before climbing onto the chair straddling Sirius.
“Did you enjoy that cousin?” she asked as she rocked her hips against him feeling just how much he enjoyed it.
“Fuck Bella,” Sirius moaned.
Bellatrix lowered her head, she nipped along his jaw, “Not yet my pet,” she whispered before fastening her lips to his. She licked along his lips as she rocked her hips harder against his. She took advantage of the moan that tore from his throat and plunged her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues duelled with the same ferocity that their wands did. Bellatrix tangled her hand in his hair and yanked back hard breaking the kiss. With her hand still in his hair she lowered his head to her breasts moaning as she felt his talented tongue come into contact with her heated flesh.
Sirius lapped at her skin eagerly, licking James’ cum off her breasts. He nipped at her breasts making her gasp; he sucked her right nipple into his mouth then bit down hard making Bellatrix scream in pain.
Bellatrix pulled Sirius’ head back by his hair, seeing the smirk on his lips, “Bad puppy,” she admonished. She reached down between them and grasped hold of his cock, pumping him a few times she held him at her entrance and looked him in the eyes, “Beg me Sirius,” she ordered.
Sirius growled and lifted his hips up trying to thrust into her, but the hand wrapped around him prevented him from penetrating her.
Bellatrix rubbed the head of Sirius’ cock against her soaking folds, “Beg me Sirius,” she repeated shuddering when the head of his cock came into contact with her swollen clit.
“Bella, fuck, please,” Sirius whined.
Bellatrix knew that was the closet Sirius would ever come to begging, leaning forward she placed a kiss on his lips and lowered herself down onto his cock. She slowly took him into her body inch by agonising inch, until he was finally buried deep in her welcoming body.
James watched still tied to the doorway as Bellatrix lowered herself down onto Sirius’ cock. He felt his own cock hardening again; as he saw, Sirius’ disappearing into Bellatrix’s cunt. As he watched them fucking in front of him James felt his anger start to grow. His anger was directed at all of them, at Sirius for fucking his cousin for making him see Bellatrix in a sexual way. At Bellatrix for taunting him, for tying him to the doorway, for being who she was. And, at himself for wanting her, he fought her, denied her but the truth was she was right. He did want her, he did desire her he knew it was wrong and it disgusted him, but at that moment, he wanted Bellatrix Lestrange more than he had ever wanted anyone else. He forgot about Lily and the Order, Death Eaters and Voldemort, he forgot about the war, good and bad, right and wrong, everything outside of that room faded into non-existence.
James pulled at the ropes holding him to the doorframe desperately trying to free himself, his anger growing stronger by the minute as the ropes refused to give, focusing completely on the rope that was tied to his right wrist he tried to harness his magical ability into removing the rope. He felt the rope begin to loosen, but it didn’t untie itself completely. He was able to work his right hand free and reach over to untie his left. Once he was free of his bindings, he slipped his shoes and socks off before stepping out of his trousers and boxers, he kicked them behind him as he shucked his shirt off his shoulders dropping it to the floor.
Bellatrix was too busy riding Sirius to notice James freeing himself; she lifted herself up and lowered herself on Sirius’ cock moaning at the feeling.
James stalked over to the couple fucking on the chair. Bellatrix noticed at the last second that James was free, she attempted to jump off of Sirius but she was too late. James reached them before she could.
He tangled his hand in her long black locks and yanked her head back, “Bitch,” he swore, “Do you think you can do just anything you like? That you could do that to me and get away with it,” he crashed his lips to hers in a brutal kiss, pulling back, “now it’s my turn,” he told her as he dragged her off top of Sirius.
“Mate,” Sirius moaned.
James paid little attention to Sirius focusing on Bellatrix, his hand still tangled in her head he dragged her into the middle of the room, spinning her around, “You teased and taunted me, offering me, you on a silver platter. Are you willing to deliver, Bella?”
“Bastard,” Bellatrix spat raising her hand up she attempted to strike James across the face.
James caught her hand in his, “Oh no you don’t precious,” he taunted, “you’ll play nice or you’ll be sorry.” James brought his lips down onto her again; he thrust his tongue into her mouth as he ran his hands all over her body. His hands were everywhere at once, caressing her stomach, pinching her nipples grabbing hold of her arse, he slipped a hand between them, moaning when his fingers came into contact with her heated core, feeling how wet she was he rubbed her clit hard with his thumb as he penetrated her with two fingers. He thrust the two fingers into her hard again and again before adding a third. He felt her tightening around his fingers and pulled away denying her release.
Bellatrix’s eyes flew open when James removed his fingers from her.
“Not yet, precious,” James smirked at the look of indignation on her face. He was going to give her what she wanted, what he wanted, what Sirius wanted, but it would be his way, he was going to fuck her and enjoy every minute of it.
“YOU BASTARD!” She shrieked and attempted to strike him again.
James easily blocked her attempts and grabbed her by the arms he yanked her forward, “You’re not in control here Bella, you will do what I say when I say. Understand?” he didn’t wait for her to answer instead he threw her onto Sirius’ bed.
Bellatrix landed on her stomach on the bed but before she could move, James had climbed his frame leaning over her trapping her on the bed.
“If you’re going to act like a whore Bella, I’m going to treat you like one,” he informed her as he bit down on her neck. He placed an arm under her stomach and lifted her slightly off the bed. He waited until she was on all fours before he ran a hand down her back over the curve of her arse he slapped the pale flesh hard, making Bellatrix whimper.
Bellatrix held herself on all fours and waited to see if James would follow through on his threat. She felt his hands on her back his fingertips lightly dancing down her spine, making her shiver. She couldn’t hold back the whimper of pleasure when his hands slid round to her front his fingers expertly pinching and twisting her nipples. Bellatrix quickly realised that although James may of never had sex with Lily he was far from innocent, she was not dealing with a virgin he knew his way around a ladies body.
James moved his hand between Bellatrix’s legs; he rubbed his thumb over her clit lightly, he used enough pressure for her to feel it but not enough for her to achieve the release she so desperately sort. When he felt her move against his hand trying to add pressure to his ministrations he brought his other hand down hard against her arse.
“You don’t come until I say you can,” he told her.
Bellatrix looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes burned with anger but she didn’t say anything, she stopped trying to move against his hand and waited.
“Good girl,” James mocked, he slid a finger into her sex pumping it into her as he rubbed his thumb against her clit and again as he felt her tightening around it he pulled away once again denying her, her pleasure. He learnt over her again and ghosted his lips over her back up to her shoulder, he rested his head against hers, “come on Bella, beg me,” he taunted.
“Bastard,” Bellatrix spat again.
James sank his teeth into her shoulder as he thrust his groin against her, his cock rubbing against her swollen lips. “Beg me Bella; beg me to fuck you, to thrust my big hard cock into your wet cunt.” He laughed when Bellatrix growled at him; he gripped her hips hard when she pushed back against him, bruising the already bruised flesh more.
He wrapped a fist around his cock and rubbed it against Bellatrix’s womanhood, placing the head against her opening he pushed forward penetrating her slowly he slid himself into her inch by inch, torturing both her and himself. When he filled her, completely he stilled his movements, the feeling of her wrapped all around him was heaven to James and it took all his control not to just let go and pound into her until he reached his release. Holding her hips against his he learnt over again his stomach flat to her back, “beg me,” he ordered again.
“Please,” Bellatrix whimpered, when he didn’t start moving she added, “fuck me,” not caring about her pride or dignity. No one outside of that room would ever find out what happened in it, and at that moment, she was to turned on to care.
“Now that wasn’t too hard was it?” James mocked.
He gripped her hips hard and pulled back until he was nearly out of her then thrust forward hard burying himself in her to the hilt.
“MERLIN!” Bellatrix screamed in pleasure-laced pain, she pushed back against him silently begging him to do it again.
James happily obliged, thrusting forward hard he fucked her harder than he had ever taken another witch wanting to hurt her. He was shocked when instead of screaming in pain Bellatrix pushed back against him matching him thrust for thrust moaning in pleasure and begging him to “fuck her harder.”
James pounded into the moaning witch, flesh slapping against flesh as he fucked her harder and harder, glancing down he watched as his cock disappeared into her, loving the feeling of being encased in her tight, wet heat.
“More,” Bellatrix panted, “Sirius.”
James stopped his movements when she uttered, “Sirius,” and looked down at her, he wondered, Sirius, is she calling me Sirius? Or, is she calling for Sirius? He looked over his shoulder as saw Sirius still tied to the chair; his cock was still erect and covered in Bellatrix’s juices. He ran his hands over Bellatrix’s arse and smiled, he, “Accio,” his wand and flicked it in Sirius’ direction untying him.
As soon as he felt his binds loosen, Sirius jumped up and made his way over to the bed, he tangled his hand in Bellatrix’s hair and pulled her head back; lowering his head, he pressed his lips to hers in a heated kiss, seeing his best friend fuck his lover had driven Sirius to the brink. He needed to be inside Bellatrix and he needed to be inside her now.
James watched as Sirius and Bellatrix kissed, his cock still buried deep inside the trembling witch, he bit down on her shoulder making her gasp before he pulled out of her. He lay down on the bed and reached for Bellatrix breaking her kiss with Sirius he guided her over him, once she was in position he thrust into her again drawing a cry of pleasure from her.
Sirius moved behind them he knelt on the bed and moved closer to them, he placed his on hand Bellatrix’s back and pushed her forward until she was almost chest-to-chest with James. He ran his hand over her arse smiling at the imprint of James hand that stood out.
He circled a finger around the puckered hole of her anus, he moved his hand lower and scissored his fingers against her cunt, grazing James’ cock as it thrust into her, he coated his fingers in her juices before moving back and circling her arsehole again. He pushed a single finger inside her arse feeling minimal resistance; he moved it in and out her a few times before adding a second, he scissored his fingers inside her stretching her muscles, he pumped the two fingers into her a few times before pulling them out.
Sirius gripped his cock in his hand and positioned it at Bellatrix’s anus, he pushed forward slowly groaning at the feeling of her silken walls gripping his cock in a vice like grip.
James stilled his thrusts as he felt Sirius push into her arse.
Sirius paused when he heard Bellatrix whimper in pain, leaning forward he kissed her shoulder tenderly, “You okay baby?” He asked rubbing his thumbs against her hips in a soothing manner.
“Yes,” Bellatrix whimpered, “just go...” she didn’t finish trusting Sirius would know what she meant.
He did and he pushed forward slowly, “That’s it baby, nearly there,” he encouraged.
James watched the two of them shocked at what he was seeing, Sirius’ tender caresses, Bellatrix’s pained smile and the trust she placed in him. James knew he was seeing something he wasn’t supposed to but was powerless to look away.
Once he was buried inside, her Sirius paused and allowed Bellatrix time to accommodate him, as soon as he heard her pained whimpers turn to a pleasured ones he pulled out and thrust back in, slowly at first but he soon picked up speed thrusting into her harder and fast like he knew she liked.
Feeling Sirius pounding into her James could no longer hold back and thrust into her as well. He matched his thrusts to Sirius, so when one pulled out the other thrust in.
Sirius was the first to cum, the feeling of her tight walls all around him was too much for him to bear. He thrust hard, groaning out loud, telling her how good she felt, how close he was, feeling his balls tighten he came with a shout, “BELLA!” pulling out as he came he spurted his seed all over her back. He collapsed in a heap on the bed next to James and watched as his “Bella,” rode his best friend.
The feeling of being so deeply buried in Bellatrix Lestrange was driving James crazy, he lifted his hips up and thrust into her hard and fast. Loving the feeling of being inside of her, the sight of her as she threw her head back and rode him, her breasts bouncing in time with his thrusts.
He pulled her down so she laid flat against him and rolled them over so he was on top, grabbing her hands he pinned them to the bed as he raised himself up, pulling back he thrust into her again and again.
Bellatrix threw her head back and moaned as James fucked her harder, she wrapped her legs around his waist and clung to him. She felt the ball of tension tightening inside her signalling her oncoming orgasm. She thrashed her head side to side, thrusting her hips up to meet James’ thrust desperate for her release. She wondered if James would deny her, her release again but one look at him showed that he was too lost in her body and the pleasure it was bringing him to even try.
Each of James’ thrusts brought Bellatrix closer and closer to the nirvana she sort, but it wasn’t enough, moving her head to the right she locked eyes with Sirius, a moan escaped his lips as James thrust into her hard, staring at him, she pleaded, “Sirius.”
Sirius looked at James, then Bellatrix, and then back to James, seeing James nod his head in approval he moved his hand between them to where they were joined and rubbed Bellatrix’s clit, he took the swollen bundle of nerves between his thumb and finger and pinched it hard.
Feeling Sirius’ fingers on her made the ball of tension coil tighter and as his fingers pinched her clit hard it snapped realising wave after wave of pleasure, it crashed over her body like a tidal wave. Bellatrix threw her head back and screamed as stars burst behind her closed eyelids, “SIRIUS... JAMES!”
The feeling of her tightening around him was too much for James to handle and he came with a hoarse cry, shooting his seed deep into her trembling body. He collapsed on top of her panting.
Bellatrix lay on the bed recovering from her orgasm, her legs still wrapped around James’ waist; she moved her hands over his back, up to his shoulders than down to rest on his arse.
Once he had his breathing under control, James rolled off top of Bellatrix; laying his body down to her left, he stared at the ceiling of the bedroom; a thousand thoughts ran through his mind, Oh Merlin, I just fucked Bellatrix Lestrange, it’s wrong but it felt so right. Turning his head to the side, he saw Bellatrix roll over into Sirius’ arms. I had a threesome with Sirius. What about Lily? My sweet innocent Lily. He watched as Sirius and Bellatrix exchanged kisses, I wonder if they would be up for another go.
Before he had a chance to find out, Bellatrix climbed over Sirius and stood up, whimpering slightly as her muscles protested the vigorous workout they had just received. She walked over to the tall mirror hung on the wall opposite Sirius’ bed.
She stared in the mirror looking over her body, bite marks could be seen on her neck and shoulders as well as her breasts. Finger shaped bruises coloured the skin of her hips, and semen dripped from her body.
She ran her hand lightly over her body touching all the marks that littered her body paying special attention to the bite mark on her neck that Sirius had made. Sighing she “Accio,” her wand and set about cleaning herself up, waving her wand over her she intoned, “Scourgify,” and felt the grime and dirt melt away from her body leaving her feeling fresh and clean. She applied Glamour Charms to the various bruises and bite marks hiding them from view. Once she had removed or hidden all traces of her night’s activities, she picked up her clothes and got dressed.
Once she was happy with her appearance, she made her way back to bed leaning over she placed a kiss on Sirius’ lips moaning low in her throat when he pulled her to him and deepened the kiss. When the need for oxygen became too much they broke the kiss, resting her head against his a tender expression came over Bellatrix’s face she stroked his jaw with her finger before pulling back. As she pulled back, a haughty expression graced her features.
“Goodbye Sirius,” she said.
“Bye Bella,” he returned.
“Potter, I would kiss you but I don’t know where your mouths been with you consorting with Mudbloods and all,” she said a smirk on her face.
“Bitch,” James replied.
“Try not to miss me to much Potter,” Bellatrix taunted, before she Apparated away with a “Pop.”
James turned to look at Sirius, “How long have you been fucking her?”
“Since I was sixteen,” he answered.
“Why did you never say anything?”
“You kidding, I wasn’t just going to announce in the middle of the Gryffindor common room or during an Order meeting that I’m fucking my cousin and Death Eater Bellatrix Lestrange.”
“You could of told me,” James said.
“Could I really?”
James thought it over and had to answer truthfully, “No, I wouldn’t of understood. I don’t understand as it is. How can you be sure she isn’t going to turn you over to Voldemort and his Death Eaters?”
Sirius smiled, “James how do you think I’ve managed to survive every time they’ve come after me?”
“Because of Bella,” James answered once he’d thought about it.
“She believes all that shit about blood purity,” Sirius told him, “but, we have the same blood in our veins and although she will never admit it she loves me.”
“And you her,” James replied. Sirius just stared at him and didn’t answer.
James cleared his throat as an uncomfortable silence settled over them, deciding to break it he said the first thing that came into his head, “Is she always that wild?”
“No,” Sirius laughed pleased for the change of topic, not wanting to discuss his feeling for Bellatrix with anyone, “she’s usually worse, she was quite tame today.”
“What?” James spluttered, “that was her tame?”
“Yeah, you want to see her when she really lets loose, you interested?” Sirius asked.
James started to say no, but realised he was interested. He wanted to fuck Bellatrix again.
Sirius smiled at the look on his friend’s face, “Don’t worry Bella would love to have you between her thighs again.”
“You don’t mind?” James asked.
“No, if it was anyone else I might, but you are my best friend,” Sirius answered, “besides it was hot as Hades watching you two together,” he rolled off the bed and grabbed his sleep pants again and pulled them on. He walked over to the door and picked James clothes up and threw them at him. “What you doing here anyway I thought you had a date with Evans?”
James groaned as he pulled his trousers on, “Oh don’t remind me, it was a disaster.”
“I thought tonight was supposed to be the night.”
“It was,” James said, “it just wasn’t with the witch I was expecting it to be with.”
Sirius laughter could be heard coming down the hallway as James told him about his night before arriving at his home.
Rating: NC17
Characters: Sirius, Bellatrix and James
Word Count: 6,529
Prompt: Lemons, Lemons and More Lemons.
AN: It's finally f****** finished.
Sirius scrambled off top of Bellatrix and jumped off the bed, he grabbed a pair of black sleep pants off the floor and pulled them on. He ran a hand through his hair as he turned to face his best friend.
“James... mate, this... this isn’t what it looks like,” Sirius stumbled ignoring the sound of Bellatrix’s cackling laughter coming from behind him.
James shook his head in an attempt to clear it of the visions running through it, he raised his eyes and met Sirius’ gaze. He kept his eyes focused solely on Sirius, refusing to look at Bellatrix who was still tied naked to Sirius’ bed.
“Not what it looks like,” James said disbelievingly, “so you weren’t just fucking a Death Eater?”
“I can explain,” Sirius replied, “it’s... she’s...”
“Evil,” James cut in, “how can you sleep with the witch who has tried to kill us all at one time or another?”
“It’s not like that. Bella...”
“And, what about Marlene?” James asked refusing to listen to Sirius, “You’re cheating on her with the bitch that put her in St Mungo’s last month.”
“Damn it James will you just let me explain,” Sirius growled.
“And, she’s your cousin, plus she’s married,” James spat, “its sick, it’s disgusting...”
“And watching us together made you harder than you’ve ever been before,” Bellatrix interrupted, she wiggled her fingers at the leather straps that bound her to the bed and felt them loosen, with her arms free Bellatrix stretched out on the bed, delighting in the duel groans she heard from Sirius and James. She threw her legs off the bed and stood up naked as the day she was born not bothering to cover herself up she walked towards James who still stood in the doorway of Sirius’ bedroom. Bellatrix stopped a few feet away from James and stared at him.
James stared back at her, his eyes locked on hers. He could feel himself falling into her grey eyes, eyes that swam with darkness, a darkness that seemed to radiate of her trying to taint everything in its path. James could feel himself falling deeper and deeper, drowning in the beauty of her eyes. Using some of his strength he broke her gaze and moved his eyes down, he mentally cursed himself as he remembered she was still naked.
Unable to look away, James let his eyes raked over her naked body. The bite mark Sirius had given her sat proudly on her skin a trail of dried blood coloured the skin around it, finger shaped bruises graced her neck like a necklace, more bruises littered the body, against her breasts, more finger shaped bruises stood prominent against the milky white coloured flesh of her hips. Blood trickled down her hands from the small cuts on her wrists where she had been tied to the bed. More bruises could be seen on her thighs as Sirius’ cum dripped down her inner thighs.
To anyone who didn’t know better she looked like a woman who had just been violated, but James knew better even if he hadn’t seen it, one look into Bellatrix’s eyes showed all he needed to know. In her eyes he didn’t see a woman who had been violated, he didn’t see a victim. He saw the hooded look of pleasure. In Bellatrix, he saw a woman who had been fucked to an inch of her life and loved every minute of it.
He dragged his eyes back up her naked body and met her eyes again; he ignored the smirk on her lips.
Bellatrix stood in front of him without an ounce of shame, her body bruised and bloody, Sirius’ semen dripping from her body making her look like she was some cheap whore, but she held herself like a queen.
“Admit it, seeing my cousin fuck me on that bed made you harder than you’ve ever been before,” Bellatrix said, “harder than your Mudblood has ever made you.”
“Don’t you call her that,” James spat in outrage.
Bellatrix rolled her eyes at his outburst, “You are not denying it then,” she moved closer to him, invading his personal space.
James sucked in a breath as he felt her push her body against his, his mind warred with his body, his mind wanted to push her away while his body wanted to pull her closer.
“Your Mud... Lily,” she sang, “has never made you this hard,” Bellatrix ran her hand down the front of James over his shirt-covered chest down until she felt the bulge in his trousers. She pressed her hand against his hard cock straining against his trousers. “Admit it,” she moved her lips to his ear and ran her tongue along his earlobe, sucking on it. “As you stood here watching Sirius fuck me, watching as he thrust his hard cock into me over and over again making me scream. Feeling your own cock get hard, you wanted to be in his place, you wanted to be between my legs, thrusting your cock,” she squeezed James’ cock lightly, “into my wet cunt.”
“You’re wrong,” James moaned.
“Am I?” Bellatrix cooed, “So this,” she unzipped his trouser and slipped a hand inside them, “is not for me?” She wrapped a hand around his cock, “is this because of my cousin? Was it his arse you wanted to fuck?” she nipped his ear; “he likes it up the arse, so do I.”
“Oh Merlin,” James moaned, seeing the smirk on Bellatrix’s face he added, “no, I don’t want this, it’s wrong, disgusting...”
“You want this,” Bellatrix replied, “you want me; you want me between you and Sirius, you want to thrust your hard cock into my wet cunt while Sirius fucks my tight arse.”
“He’s your cousin,” James argued, but even to his own ears, it sounded like a weak argument, being a Pureblood he knew all about inbreeding. It was not uncommon for cousins, aunts, uncles nephews those with blood ties to engage in sexual relationships, as far as he knew the only taboo not to be broken was that of a sexual relationship between parent and child, that was the only real rule in the wizarding world.
“He’s a Black,” Bellatrix replied as if that was all that mattered, and in a way, it did. Black’s were notorious for their beliefs; they believed they were a law unto themselves. “And no one knows how to fuck like a Black,” she added, “Not your Mudblood, or,” she turned to Sirius, “your blood traitor whore, not even my dear husband.”
“You’re married,” James croaked desperately.
“Only in name,” Bellatrix dismissed as she turned to face him again, “Rodolphus understands our marriage is for show only.”
“He doesn’t mind you fucking your cousin?”
“It’s none of his business, who I share my body with is no concern of Rodolphus,” Bellatrix answered.
“I wonder if he would agree,” James smirked, “I wonder what he would do if I went and told him you were fucking Sirius.”
“He would probably try to kill my darling cousin,” Bellatrix laughed, “would you be able to live with the guilt of knowing you were responsible for your best friend’s death?”
“You bitch,” James snarled, “besides who says he would kill Sirius? Sirius is a skilled wizard he could defend himself against Lestrange.”
“Are you willing to make a killer out of Sirius?” Bellatrix asked, “Because if you tell Rodolphus it will come down to the choice, kill or be killed. Could you live with that Potter? Knowing that you would either be responsible for Sirius death or for him becoming a murderer.”
James looked at Bellatrix then behind her to where Sirius stood, looking at his best friend he knew it was an empty threat. He would never tell Rudolphus or anyone of what he saw, Rudolphus like Bellatrix had said would try to kill Sirius if he found out, and if he told anyone else he knew Sirius would be branded a traitor.
James seeing Bellatrix smile in what she perceived as victory pulled back moving away from her, he moved to button up his trousers, he ran a hand through his hair mussing it up. James stared at her, “You’re sick, disgusting murdering whore, and I don’t want anything to do with you,” he snarled, “I don’t want you.”
“Oh, but you do,” Bellatrix taunted, “you don’t want to, you want to be disgusted by me but you’re not. You want me and that’s what you hate, not who I am, or what I am, not the things I’ve done and will do. You’re just like him,” she turned her head towards Sirius, “you want to hate me, but you don’t he doesn’t. You hate that you can’t hate me.”
“You’re delusional,” James said as he back away from her.
“I might be, but I’m also the only person in this room who speaks the truth,” Bellatrix laughed, “admit it, you want me, you want to fuck me, to make me scream like you’ve never made your Mudblood scream.”
“Don’t you talk about Lily like that,” James growled, “Lily is a lady, unlike you.”
Bellatrix laughter filled Sirius’ bedroom, as she moved closer to James, “Don’t tell me Potter, that after a year of dating your Mud...” she bit her tongue and said, “Lily,” instead, “and after chasing her for three years you haven’t claimed her as your own.” Bellatrix made a disapproving tut, “I’m disappointed in you, I thought you would of deflowered her by now.”
“I told you Lily is a lady not a whore like you,” James spat.
“You might like the things a whore can do for you,” Bellatrix smirked, “a whore can have you on your knees begging, promising the moon and stars for a taste of the gifts she has to offer.”
“I won’t beg,” James stated.
“Oh but you will my sweet,” Bellatrix promised, she reached out her hand and Accio her wand, she pointed it at James, with a muttered, “Incarcerous,” ropes flew at James one end of the ropes wrapped themselves around his wrists while the other ends attached themselves to the doorframe trapping him in the doorway.
“Bella what the fuck are you doing?” Sirius asked.
Not answering, Bellatrix spun round and flicked her wand at him, sending him flying into a near-by chair; with another flick of her wand, she tied Sirius to the chair. She flicked her wand again and removed Sirius’ sleep pants leaving him sitting naked bound to the chair.
“BELLA!” Sirius shouted as he struggled against his binds.
“You hush,” she told him as she turned back to James; she sauntered towards him, and ran a hand down his shirt-covered chest. “You Gryffindors, you’re always so moral and righteous you refuse to take what you want, even when its freely offered to you. You will torture yourself, hold yourselves out of reach, claiming it’s not right, it’s wrong,” Bellatrix reached her hand up and grasped James’ jaw turning his head making him look at her. “But, I’m not a Gryffindor, I’m a Slytherin, I’ll take what I want, you will fight me I know, but before this night is over, I promise you, you will beg me to hurt you just a little bit more.”
Bellatrix learnt forward, flicking her tongue out she licked along James’ jaw up to his right ear, she pinched the lobe between her teeth and gently tugged on it, “Come on Gryffindor, beg me.” James ground his teeth together in anger but remained silent.
“No, not ready to beg yet?” Bellatrix taunted, “Oh well, that just means I have to be more persuasive.” She ran her hands over his chest, delighting in the feel of his muscles contracting under his shirt, wanting to see his bare chest she slowly flicked open the buttons of his shirt, revealing his chest to her willingly gaze inch by inch. Bellatrix pushed his shirt open and stared at his chest; she licked her lips as she ran the back of her nails over his nipples, before raking them down his smooth chest leaving a trail of red angry welts in their wake. Bellatrix lowered her head and ran her tongue over the broken skin, she moaned as the taste of his blood filled her mouth, the copper taste bitter on her tongue.
She dropped her hands to the belt on his trousers; she slowly unbuckled his belt then pop opened the button on his trousers, she lowered the zip and pushed the trousers down over his hips letting them fall around his ankles. Bellatrix placed the flat of her hand against his boxer-covered erection and pressed down hard making James whimper.
“Come on beg me?” She goaded as she nip along his jaw line.
“Fuck you,” James spat.
“All in good time my sweet,” Bellatrix promised.
She hooked her fingers into the elastic of his boxers and slid them down his muscular legs leaving them around his ankles.
“The Mudblood doesn’t know what she’s missing,” Bellatrix purred as she saw his penis standing to attention.
She wrapped her hand around his erection she pumped her hand up and down a few times before releasing him. She raised herself up on her tiptoes and placed a chaste kiss on James’ lips, she smiled at him before lowering herself down onto her knees.
Bellatrix dragged her nails down over James’ hips down his legs, moving one hand to his inner leg she ran it up over his thigh. She cupped his balls in one hand, wrapping her other hand round his cock. She flicked her tongue out and licked the droplet of pre cum leaking from the head of his cock. She swirled her tongue around the head before sucking him into her mouth. She scrapped her teeth along the underside of his cock before swallowing around him taking him deeper into her mouth; she moved her mouth up and down a few times before she let his cock fall from her lips. She tightened her grip on his cock almost to the point of pain and wanked him, she rolled his balls in her other hand tugging on them hard, loving the sounds she was drawing out of the Pureblood wizard.
Sirius struggled against the binds that tied him to the chair; he watched in shock as Bellatrix wrapped her lips round James’ cock. A moan escaped his lips as he saw his lover suck his best friends cock into her mouth. He felt his own cock getting hard and pulled harder at the ropes that held him to the chair. From his vantage point, he could see when Bellatrix moved one of her hands between her parted thighs, his mouth watering as he saw her thrust two fingers into her wet cunt.
As he watched, Bellatrix suck James off while she fingered herself, Sirius felt jealousy bubble up inside of him. Although he didn’t know who he was more jealous, off. He wanted to be on his knees in front of James sucking his cock. But at the same time, he wanted it to be his cock that Bellatrix was sucking; he wanted it to be his fingers buried in her cunt.
James bit his lip drawing blood to keep the moans from spilling from his lips, he looked down at Bellatrix and saw his cock disappearing between her lips, he felt her tongue swirling over the head and was unable to bite back the groan that escaped his lips.
Bellatrix looked up at James, her lips wrapped around his cock, and her hand buried between her thighs. She laughed around his cock when she saw him biting his lip. She let his cock fall from her lips as she moved her hand from between her thighs; she wrapped her hand around his cock and moved it up and down spreading her juices over it. Bellatrix sucked her fingers into her moaning as she tasted herself on them. She removed her fingers from her mouth and wrapped her fist around James’ cock. She pumped her hand up and down, wanking him none too gently.
James could feel his orgasm building deep inside, his balls began to tighten as he climbed closer and closer. Unable or unwilling to fight any longer James gave in and with a hoarse cry, he came, spurting his seed all over Bellatrix’s bare breasts.
Bellatrix released her grip on his cock and placed her hands on his hips, digging her nails in she pulled herself up. Licking her lips, she stared James in the eyes, his breath coming out in shallow pants as he came down from his high. She placed a small kiss on his lips before turning her head and staring at Sirius. She turned around and slowly made her way over to him.
She stopped just in front of the chair and smiled at him, bending over she ran her hands up his legs, she moved her hands lightly over his erection, teasing him, before straightening up. She ran her hand over her own legs before climbing onto the chair straddling Sirius.
“Did you enjoy that cousin?” she asked as she rocked her hips against him feeling just how much he enjoyed it.
“Fuck Bella,” Sirius moaned.
Bellatrix lowered her head, she nipped along his jaw, “Not yet my pet,” she whispered before fastening her lips to his. She licked along his lips as she rocked her hips harder against his. She took advantage of the moan that tore from his throat and plunged her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues duelled with the same ferocity that their wands did. Bellatrix tangled her hand in his hair and yanked back hard breaking the kiss. With her hand still in his hair she lowered his head to her breasts moaning as she felt his talented tongue come into contact with her heated flesh.
Sirius lapped at her skin eagerly, licking James’ cum off her breasts. He nipped at her breasts making her gasp; he sucked her right nipple into his mouth then bit down hard making Bellatrix scream in pain.
Bellatrix pulled Sirius’ head back by his hair, seeing the smirk on his lips, “Bad puppy,” she admonished. She reached down between them and grasped hold of his cock, pumping him a few times she held him at her entrance and looked him in the eyes, “Beg me Sirius,” she ordered.
Sirius growled and lifted his hips up trying to thrust into her, but the hand wrapped around him prevented him from penetrating her.
Bellatrix rubbed the head of Sirius’ cock against her soaking folds, “Beg me Sirius,” she repeated shuddering when the head of his cock came into contact with her swollen clit.
“Bella, fuck, please,” Sirius whined.
Bellatrix knew that was the closet Sirius would ever come to begging, leaning forward she placed a kiss on his lips and lowered herself down onto his cock. She slowly took him into her body inch by agonising inch, until he was finally buried deep in her welcoming body.
James watched still tied to the doorway as Bellatrix lowered herself down onto Sirius’ cock. He felt his own cock hardening again; as he saw, Sirius’ disappearing into Bellatrix’s cunt. As he watched them fucking in front of him James felt his anger start to grow. His anger was directed at all of them, at Sirius for fucking his cousin for making him see Bellatrix in a sexual way. At Bellatrix for taunting him, for tying him to the doorway, for being who she was. And, at himself for wanting her, he fought her, denied her but the truth was she was right. He did want her, he did desire her he knew it was wrong and it disgusted him, but at that moment, he wanted Bellatrix Lestrange more than he had ever wanted anyone else. He forgot about Lily and the Order, Death Eaters and Voldemort, he forgot about the war, good and bad, right and wrong, everything outside of that room faded into non-existence.
James pulled at the ropes holding him to the doorframe desperately trying to free himself, his anger growing stronger by the minute as the ropes refused to give, focusing completely on the rope that was tied to his right wrist he tried to harness his magical ability into removing the rope. He felt the rope begin to loosen, but it didn’t untie itself completely. He was able to work his right hand free and reach over to untie his left. Once he was free of his bindings, he slipped his shoes and socks off before stepping out of his trousers and boxers, he kicked them behind him as he shucked his shirt off his shoulders dropping it to the floor.
Bellatrix was too busy riding Sirius to notice James freeing himself; she lifted herself up and lowered herself on Sirius’ cock moaning at the feeling.
James stalked over to the couple fucking on the chair. Bellatrix noticed at the last second that James was free, she attempted to jump off of Sirius but she was too late. James reached them before she could.
He tangled his hand in her long black locks and yanked her head back, “Bitch,” he swore, “Do you think you can do just anything you like? That you could do that to me and get away with it,” he crashed his lips to hers in a brutal kiss, pulling back, “now it’s my turn,” he told her as he dragged her off top of Sirius.
“Mate,” Sirius moaned.
James paid little attention to Sirius focusing on Bellatrix, his hand still tangled in her head he dragged her into the middle of the room, spinning her around, “You teased and taunted me, offering me, you on a silver platter. Are you willing to deliver, Bella?”
“Bastard,” Bellatrix spat raising her hand up she attempted to strike James across the face.
James caught her hand in his, “Oh no you don’t precious,” he taunted, “you’ll play nice or you’ll be sorry.” James brought his lips down onto her again; he thrust his tongue into her mouth as he ran his hands all over her body. His hands were everywhere at once, caressing her stomach, pinching her nipples grabbing hold of her arse, he slipped a hand between them, moaning when his fingers came into contact with her heated core, feeling how wet she was he rubbed her clit hard with his thumb as he penetrated her with two fingers. He thrust the two fingers into her hard again and again before adding a third. He felt her tightening around his fingers and pulled away denying her release.
Bellatrix’s eyes flew open when James removed his fingers from her.
“Not yet, precious,” James smirked at the look of indignation on her face. He was going to give her what she wanted, what he wanted, what Sirius wanted, but it would be his way, he was going to fuck her and enjoy every minute of it.
“YOU BASTARD!” She shrieked and attempted to strike him again.
James easily blocked her attempts and grabbed her by the arms he yanked her forward, “You’re not in control here Bella, you will do what I say when I say. Understand?” he didn’t wait for her to answer instead he threw her onto Sirius’ bed.
Bellatrix landed on her stomach on the bed but before she could move, James had climbed his frame leaning over her trapping her on the bed.
“If you’re going to act like a whore Bella, I’m going to treat you like one,” he informed her as he bit down on her neck. He placed an arm under her stomach and lifted her slightly off the bed. He waited until she was on all fours before he ran a hand down her back over the curve of her arse he slapped the pale flesh hard, making Bellatrix whimper.
Bellatrix held herself on all fours and waited to see if James would follow through on his threat. She felt his hands on her back his fingertips lightly dancing down her spine, making her shiver. She couldn’t hold back the whimper of pleasure when his hands slid round to her front his fingers expertly pinching and twisting her nipples. Bellatrix quickly realised that although James may of never had sex with Lily he was far from innocent, she was not dealing with a virgin he knew his way around a ladies body.
James moved his hand between Bellatrix’s legs; he rubbed his thumb over her clit lightly, he used enough pressure for her to feel it but not enough for her to achieve the release she so desperately sort. When he felt her move against his hand trying to add pressure to his ministrations he brought his other hand down hard against her arse.
“You don’t come until I say you can,” he told her.
Bellatrix looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes burned with anger but she didn’t say anything, she stopped trying to move against his hand and waited.
“Good girl,” James mocked, he slid a finger into her sex pumping it into her as he rubbed his thumb against her clit and again as he felt her tightening around it he pulled away once again denying her, her pleasure. He learnt over her again and ghosted his lips over her back up to her shoulder, he rested his head against hers, “come on Bella, beg me,” he taunted.
“Bastard,” Bellatrix spat again.
James sank his teeth into her shoulder as he thrust his groin against her, his cock rubbing against her swollen lips. “Beg me Bella; beg me to fuck you, to thrust my big hard cock into your wet cunt.” He laughed when Bellatrix growled at him; he gripped her hips hard when she pushed back against him, bruising the already bruised flesh more.
He wrapped a fist around his cock and rubbed it against Bellatrix’s womanhood, placing the head against her opening he pushed forward penetrating her slowly he slid himself into her inch by inch, torturing both her and himself. When he filled her, completely he stilled his movements, the feeling of her wrapped all around him was heaven to James and it took all his control not to just let go and pound into her until he reached his release. Holding her hips against his he learnt over again his stomach flat to her back, “beg me,” he ordered again.
“Please,” Bellatrix whimpered, when he didn’t start moving she added, “fuck me,” not caring about her pride or dignity. No one outside of that room would ever find out what happened in it, and at that moment, she was to turned on to care.
“Now that wasn’t too hard was it?” James mocked.
He gripped her hips hard and pulled back until he was nearly out of her then thrust forward hard burying himself in her to the hilt.
“MERLIN!” Bellatrix screamed in pleasure-laced pain, she pushed back against him silently begging him to do it again.
James happily obliged, thrusting forward hard he fucked her harder than he had ever taken another witch wanting to hurt her. He was shocked when instead of screaming in pain Bellatrix pushed back against him matching him thrust for thrust moaning in pleasure and begging him to “fuck her harder.”
James pounded into the moaning witch, flesh slapping against flesh as he fucked her harder and harder, glancing down he watched as his cock disappeared into her, loving the feeling of being encased in her tight, wet heat.
“More,” Bellatrix panted, “Sirius.”
James stopped his movements when she uttered, “Sirius,” and looked down at her, he wondered, Sirius, is she calling me Sirius? Or, is she calling for Sirius? He looked over his shoulder as saw Sirius still tied to the chair; his cock was still erect and covered in Bellatrix’s juices. He ran his hands over Bellatrix’s arse and smiled, he, “Accio,” his wand and flicked it in Sirius’ direction untying him.
As soon as he felt his binds loosen, Sirius jumped up and made his way over to the bed, he tangled his hand in Bellatrix’s hair and pulled her head back; lowering his head, he pressed his lips to hers in a heated kiss, seeing his best friend fuck his lover had driven Sirius to the brink. He needed to be inside Bellatrix and he needed to be inside her now.
James watched as Sirius and Bellatrix kissed, his cock still buried deep inside the trembling witch, he bit down on her shoulder making her gasp before he pulled out of her. He lay down on the bed and reached for Bellatrix breaking her kiss with Sirius he guided her over him, once she was in position he thrust into her again drawing a cry of pleasure from her.
Sirius moved behind them he knelt on the bed and moved closer to them, he placed his on hand Bellatrix’s back and pushed her forward until she was almost chest-to-chest with James. He ran his hand over her arse smiling at the imprint of James hand that stood out.
He circled a finger around the puckered hole of her anus, he moved his hand lower and scissored his fingers against her cunt, grazing James’ cock as it thrust into her, he coated his fingers in her juices before moving back and circling her arsehole again. He pushed a single finger inside her arse feeling minimal resistance; he moved it in and out her a few times before adding a second, he scissored his fingers inside her stretching her muscles, he pumped the two fingers into her a few times before pulling them out.
Sirius gripped his cock in his hand and positioned it at Bellatrix’s anus, he pushed forward slowly groaning at the feeling of her silken walls gripping his cock in a vice like grip.
James stilled his thrusts as he felt Sirius push into her arse.
Sirius paused when he heard Bellatrix whimper in pain, leaning forward he kissed her shoulder tenderly, “You okay baby?” He asked rubbing his thumbs against her hips in a soothing manner.
“Yes,” Bellatrix whimpered, “just go...” she didn’t finish trusting Sirius would know what she meant.
He did and he pushed forward slowly, “That’s it baby, nearly there,” he encouraged.
James watched the two of them shocked at what he was seeing, Sirius’ tender caresses, Bellatrix’s pained smile and the trust she placed in him. James knew he was seeing something he wasn’t supposed to but was powerless to look away.
Once he was buried inside, her Sirius paused and allowed Bellatrix time to accommodate him, as soon as he heard her pained whimpers turn to a pleasured ones he pulled out and thrust back in, slowly at first but he soon picked up speed thrusting into her harder and fast like he knew she liked.
Feeling Sirius pounding into her James could no longer hold back and thrust into her as well. He matched his thrusts to Sirius, so when one pulled out the other thrust in.
Sirius was the first to cum, the feeling of her tight walls all around him was too much for him to bear. He thrust hard, groaning out loud, telling her how good she felt, how close he was, feeling his balls tighten he came with a shout, “BELLA!” pulling out as he came he spurted his seed all over her back. He collapsed in a heap on the bed next to James and watched as his “Bella,” rode his best friend.
The feeling of being so deeply buried in Bellatrix Lestrange was driving James crazy, he lifted his hips up and thrust into her hard and fast. Loving the feeling of being inside of her, the sight of her as she threw her head back and rode him, her breasts bouncing in time with his thrusts.
He pulled her down so she laid flat against him and rolled them over so he was on top, grabbing her hands he pinned them to the bed as he raised himself up, pulling back he thrust into her again and again.
Bellatrix threw her head back and moaned as James fucked her harder, she wrapped her legs around his waist and clung to him. She felt the ball of tension tightening inside her signalling her oncoming orgasm. She thrashed her head side to side, thrusting her hips up to meet James’ thrust desperate for her release. She wondered if James would deny her, her release again but one look at him showed that he was too lost in her body and the pleasure it was bringing him to even try.
Each of James’ thrusts brought Bellatrix closer and closer to the nirvana she sort, but it wasn’t enough, moving her head to the right she locked eyes with Sirius, a moan escaped his lips as James thrust into her hard, staring at him, she pleaded, “Sirius.”
Sirius looked at James, then Bellatrix, and then back to James, seeing James nod his head in approval he moved his hand between them to where they were joined and rubbed Bellatrix’s clit, he took the swollen bundle of nerves between his thumb and finger and pinched it hard.
Feeling Sirius’ fingers on her made the ball of tension coil tighter and as his fingers pinched her clit hard it snapped realising wave after wave of pleasure, it crashed over her body like a tidal wave. Bellatrix threw her head back and screamed as stars burst behind her closed eyelids, “SIRIUS... JAMES!”
The feeling of her tightening around him was too much for James to handle and he came with a hoarse cry, shooting his seed deep into her trembling body. He collapsed on top of her panting.
Bellatrix lay on the bed recovering from her orgasm, her legs still wrapped around James’ waist; she moved her hands over his back, up to his shoulders than down to rest on his arse.
Once he had his breathing under control, James rolled off top of Bellatrix; laying his body down to her left, he stared at the ceiling of the bedroom; a thousand thoughts ran through his mind, Oh Merlin, I just fucked Bellatrix Lestrange, it’s wrong but it felt so right. Turning his head to the side, he saw Bellatrix roll over into Sirius’ arms. I had a threesome with Sirius. What about Lily? My sweet innocent Lily. He watched as Sirius and Bellatrix exchanged kisses, I wonder if they would be up for another go.
Before he had a chance to find out, Bellatrix climbed over Sirius and stood up, whimpering slightly as her muscles protested the vigorous workout they had just received. She walked over to the tall mirror hung on the wall opposite Sirius’ bed.
She stared in the mirror looking over her body, bite marks could be seen on her neck and shoulders as well as her breasts. Finger shaped bruises coloured the skin of her hips, and semen dripped from her body.
She ran her hand lightly over her body touching all the marks that littered her body paying special attention to the bite mark on her neck that Sirius had made. Sighing she “Accio,” her wand and set about cleaning herself up, waving her wand over her she intoned, “Scourgify,” and felt the grime and dirt melt away from her body leaving her feeling fresh and clean. She applied Glamour Charms to the various bruises and bite marks hiding them from view. Once she had removed or hidden all traces of her night’s activities, she picked up her clothes and got dressed.
Once she was happy with her appearance, she made her way back to bed leaning over she placed a kiss on Sirius’ lips moaning low in her throat when he pulled her to him and deepened the kiss. When the need for oxygen became too much they broke the kiss, resting her head against his a tender expression came over Bellatrix’s face she stroked his jaw with her finger before pulling back. As she pulled back, a haughty expression graced her features.
“Goodbye Sirius,” she said.
“Bye Bella,” he returned.
“Potter, I would kiss you but I don’t know where your mouths been with you consorting with Mudbloods and all,” she said a smirk on her face.
“Bitch,” James replied.
“Try not to miss me to much Potter,” Bellatrix taunted, before she Apparated away with a “Pop.”
James turned to look at Sirius, “How long have you been fucking her?”
“Since I was sixteen,” he answered.
“Why did you never say anything?”
“You kidding, I wasn’t just going to announce in the middle of the Gryffindor common room or during an Order meeting that I’m fucking my cousin and Death Eater Bellatrix Lestrange.”
“You could of told me,” James said.
“Could I really?”
James thought it over and had to answer truthfully, “No, I wouldn’t of understood. I don’t understand as it is. How can you be sure she isn’t going to turn you over to Voldemort and his Death Eaters?”
Sirius smiled, “James how do you think I’ve managed to survive every time they’ve come after me?”
“Because of Bella,” James answered once he’d thought about it.
“She believes all that shit about blood purity,” Sirius told him, “but, we have the same blood in our veins and although she will never admit it she loves me.”
“And you her,” James replied. Sirius just stared at him and didn’t answer.
James cleared his throat as an uncomfortable silence settled over them, deciding to break it he said the first thing that came into his head, “Is she always that wild?”
“No,” Sirius laughed pleased for the change of topic, not wanting to discuss his feeling for Bellatrix with anyone, “she’s usually worse, she was quite tame today.”
“What?” James spluttered, “that was her tame?”
“Yeah, you want to see her when she really lets loose, you interested?” Sirius asked.
James started to say no, but realised he was interested. He wanted to fuck Bellatrix again.
Sirius smiled at the look on his friend’s face, “Don’t worry Bella would love to have you between her thighs again.”
“You don’t mind?” James asked.
“No, if it was anyone else I might, but you are my best friend,” Sirius answered, “besides it was hot as Hades watching you two together,” he rolled off the bed and grabbed his sleep pants again and pulled them on. He walked over to the door and picked James clothes up and threw them at him. “What you doing here anyway I thought you had a date with Evans?”
James groaned as he pulled his trousers on, “Oh don’t remind me, it was a disaster.”
“I thought tonight was supposed to be the night.”
“It was,” James said, “it just wasn’t with the witch I was expecting it to be with.”
Sirius laughter could be heard coming down the hallway as James told him about his night before arriving at his home.