Chapter 4 – Submission

Bellatrix sat on the end of her bed, watching her nephew with a barely concealed glee. She had so enjoyed watching him writhe and moan under her mouth. He was still breathing heavily. She noticed with a grin that she had left smudges of red lipstick all over him. There was very little lipstick remaining on her mouth.

He seemed to realize by now that there was no point fighting her. That no matter what he did she would take what she wanted. She had never been the type to take no for an answer. No to her was just a word to be turned into yes… whether by torture… or seduction...or some combination of the two.

Her dark eyes glittered wickedly at Draco. He didn't seem to have regained the ability to speak yet. He had a dazed look on his face… as if he couldn't believe himself what she had just done to him.

She wanted more… much… much more but she wasn't going take it until he begged … pleaded for her to do so. They both knew that it was a matter of when he gave in rather than if he gave in. The Cruciatus curse seemed to have taken care of the last bit of defiance in him.

It was obvious that he wanted her… even though he didn't want to want her. It was even more obvious he had enjoyed the little taste she had given him. She had never had such appreciation for her oral talents. The level of response she had got from him had been rather gratifying… and more than a little titillating.

She crawled toward him and tugged his boxers the rest of the way down his legs, his grey eyes following her as she did it. She didn't need Leglimency to know he was wondering what she was going to do to him next. Fear and desire were both coming of him in waves.

For a moment she enjoyed the view of him stretched out naked on her bed with his arms chained above his head. She saw his cheeks flush slightly in embarrassment as she blatantly checked him out.

She laughed in the high crazy way of hers. It really was too cute that could be embarrassed at her checking him out when she had just finished sucking his cock. Draco was proving a most amusing toy she thought with relish.

She sat by his torso and ran a long nailed finger down his cheek. He flinched as her nail opened a small, shallow cut in his cheek. "You don't like pain… do you Draco?" she purred. He shook his head… fear on his pale, pointed face. "Maybe I can teach you to enjoy it" she said… her voice both seductive and scary.

She ran a finger over the cut... his blood a livid red against her pale skin. He found it strangely erotic when she put the finger to her mouth and licked the blood off her fingers. It reminded him of a cat licking cream of its whiskers.

She slowly leant forward and kissed the side of his neck, her long wavy hair tickling him. The feeling of her lips on his skin made him shiver in pleasure. When he didn't pull away she bit him gently… her teeth barely breaking the skin. He was surprised how much he enjoyed it… enjoyed the pain. She knew just how to push his buttons.

She continued to run her lips over sensitive areas of his body… alternating licks and kisses with gentle… and not-so-gentle nips. He moaned softly… his body starting to respond to her attentions.

She slipped off the bed and gave him a sinful glance as she slowly slid her robes of her shoulders... letting them pool around her feet. He tried not to look, not to gawk at her gorgeous body but failed miserably. His eyes took in every inch of her… the full, round breasts…the flat stomach… the patch of dark hair between her legs. Just the sight of her naked made him grow harder.

She slid back on the bed and crawled between his legs… looking mischievously up the line of his body at him. She kissed, nibbled, and nipped her way along one thigh then the other… driving him wild with desire.

When she finally kneeled between his thighs he pulled against the chains… trying to get closer. It was sweet torture to have her body so close but be unable to close that remaining distance between them. He had never wanted anything as badly as he wanted to fuck her in that moment. It was all he could think about.

But she continued to kneel there, a sly smile on her lovely face. "How much do you want it Draco?" she purred silkily, relishing the heat…the desire she could see in his eyes. "How much do you want to fuck me?" He remained silent. As much as he wanted… longed… to have her he still had some pride left… some dignity left.

"Tell me Draco…" she said huskily, reaching between his legs and fondling his aching cock. "Tell me what you want me to do to you…" He groaned in pleasure as she played with him. Pride and dignity were forgotten in the urgent need to have his release. Nothing else mattered but the throbbing between his legs.

"I want you…" he said in a shuddering voice "… to fuck me."

Her face lit up in malicious triumph at his words but she wasn't ready to do what he asked just yet. "You have to say please… " she purred wickedly. "Be polite to your Auntie" she continued mischievously. He couldn't believe she was telling him to be polite when she had her hand on his cock. It was driving him insane with pleasure.

"Please Auntie" he gasped. "Please fuck me."

Her eyes gleamed with triumph and lust.

She was straddling his thighs in a moment, pinning his legs to the bed.

A long, deep moan escaped his lips as she brushed his cock with her warm wetness. He felt like he was going to explode if she didn't do it right now.

A second… and an eternity later she raised her body off his and lowered herself onto his cock. "Oh god" he gasped. She was so wet… and so tight. For a moment he though was going to go just from the feeling of her wrapped around his cock.

Then she started to ride him and he felt like he would lose his mind.

Her hips rocked back and forth …her beautiful breasts bobbing up and down. Her head fell back and her long, wavy wild hair cascaded down her back. The sight of her body alone was enough to drive him wild. It was such a turn-on seeing her ride him… watching his body go in and out of hers.

The rhythm of her body got faster and faster. He moaned as she gripped him tightly, increasing the friction till it was almost unbearable. One more he was consumed by pleasure…drowning in pleasure.

He thrust his hips up to meet hers, wringing a moan from her pouty lips.

She dug her nails in his chest and began to ride him even faster, even deeper, even rougher. Her back arched as their hips met in a rush of wild, frantic, animal need.

Bella knew that she was as consumed by lust as Draco… but she didn't give a damn. It felt far too good to give in to her dark desires.

Draco's thrusts got harder and faster. Every one hit the end of her… sending waves of pleasure rippling through her body. From the delicious pleasure building between her legs she knew it wouldn't be long now. Her nails dug bruisingly hard into his chest but she didn't care.

And he felt no pain… though he could tell it was going to hurt later. Besides… he was finding pain could become pleasure for him.

With a few more thrust he brought her spilling over the edge, her nails leaving scarlet crescents in his flesh as she moaned in ecstasy… her body spasming around him.

Whether it was her moans… her spasms… or the nails in his flesh he didn't know but he was soon writhing underneath her… tugging against the chains as he cried his pleasure. Wave after wave of pleasure washed through him until it seemed he could take no more.

Her body collapsed on top of his, her breathing rapid. Her expression was wicked, blissful and triumphant as she rolled off him to lie exhausted on the bed. He felt utterly spent… and amazingly…completely satisfied.

His satisfaction turned to horror as the full impact of what he had done hit him. He had just fucked his aunt. And he'd enjoyed it. Far too much.