"Fine." Bellatrix whimpered softly, tears almost spilling as Nellie offered herself. With a sigh, she looked away and out to the sea. "But to you it may be just a fuck, but to me it would be love making." she whispered quietly in hopes Nellie wouldn't hear. Bella turned her head to look to Nellie and she sighed softly, forcing Nellie to lay on the sand beside her so she could undo her robe.

Nellie heard Bellatrix well enough as her robe was pulled off and her fragile body was revealed in the moon light. "Then do i'...Make love to me. Jus' please..Make me yours again." In some ways Bellatrix was forgiven. Nellie could never be without her witch, no matter what happened between the two of them, she was always be in love with Bellatrix Lestrange. "Jus'," tears started to pour from Nellie's eyes as she pushed her lips deep agianst Bella's, "Only touch me. Please, jus' make me yours and yours only." Nellie wanted Narcissa to be gone for good. She wanted Bellatrix to touch her and her only.

"Narcissa is gone. To me, she's dead. Her love is dead. I only love you. You are the one who has my heart, Nellie." Bellatrix whispered as she rolled on top of Nellie, pressing their lips against each other deeply. She looked over to her wand which was laying on the sand beside them. "Suppose you want me to use that, then?"

"An' tha's what ya said abou' 'er last time." Nellie mumbled agianst Bellatrix's lips as they kissed. God, it felt so good to have the witches lips back where they belonged. Her eyes too wondered over the the wand which lay within the wet sand. True she wanted to be fucked and get pregnant from it but nothing could beat the real Bellatrix. "No..I-I don'...Do it 'ow we done it to start off wi'h."

"I mean it, Nellie. If Narcissa shows up here again, I'll slap her as hard as I can, and throw her out. Tell her to leave me alone for good." Bellatrix looked down to Nellie's beautious body. It was all hers for the taking. As was Bella's body to Nellie. With a nod, she crashed her lips back to Nellie's, not wanting to pull from them. Finally she could touch her lover again. She thought they were over, done, and dead. "Then so be it. I'll have my fingers inside you, which is what I really want."

Nellie felt herself so weak, in body and soul, compared to Bellatrix. Physically she was weak and tried but deep down she had to make Bellatrix fuck her, make love to her, so they could once more be whole. Mentally she was also weak. In her mind she knew that she should've let Bellatrix go completely and in the end her heart, that told her to pull the witch back, won over her.

Bellatrix placed a soft kiss on the front of Nellie's neck as fingers trailed over the body that was finally underneath her once more. Such smooth skin that she thought she would never touch again. Her fingers traced along Nellie's hip, almost refusing to touch the fleshy parts they longed to touch. "Are you sure you want me to do this? Are you strong enough to handle it?" Of course it had to be done, it needed to be done. But she didn't want to add to Nellie's weakness more than she had to.

"Jus' do i'." Nellie all but muttered as Bellatrix touched near to her entrance that already seemed to be wet. Her legs kept shut in a way that almost showed fear till they finally opened. Of course she was scared and shaken. Who wouldnt be after they caught two sisters making love to each other. Her weak body shook violently but this had to happen or else.

Bellatrix's head lightly nodded as she moved her fingers down to Nellie's thighs, rubbing them gently. She wanted to make this slow as she could, she wanted to show Nellie that she truly did care, that she would be there whenever she was needed. Slowly, Bella opened Nellie's legs, which seemed to tense under her touch. She opened them a little further and trailed her fingers up Nellie's inner thigh, before they brushed over the wet flesh. Bella pulled her fingers back, afraid to go further.

"Fuck." A long hiss left Nellie's mouth as Bellatrix swept over her clit. It hurt so much but she had felt pain like this before. Nellie Lovett was a big girl who could handle pain; there was no need for little girl tears. "Jus' please do i', Bella. Make me yers again."

With a nod, Bellatrix bit her lip and slowly pushed a finger into Nellie. She almost let out a whimper and pulled out, but she knew she had to do this for her Nellie. She wouldn't stop unless Nellie told her to, then she would know the pain was too much and she had to stop. Her finger slowly pushed deeper, feeling the wetness slide around her finger as it moved. A small sigh left Bella's mouth as she hesitantly started moving the one finger in and out.

"Bella!" Once again Nellie sobbed and her arms wrapped tightly around the witches neck. Pain slashed through her lower half and stomach as Bellatrix pushed deep within her; it hurt so much! But, also, she cried in the knowing her witch was back where she should be..On the sand, making love to Mrs. Lovett. The woman who was near enough her wife and the mother of their two children.

A soft whimper left Bellatrix's mouth as she watched Nellie cry out in pain. She wanted to pull her finger from Nellie's insides and just lay there with her until morning came. But she knew she couldn't stop, she had to keep going and make love to the woman who truly stole her heart. "If it hurts you so much, why do you want me to do this?" Bella whispered as she kissed along Nellie's cheek and jaw line, the finger still moving slow.

"Because!" Nellie's face buried itself deep within Bellatrix's neck as she cried out in pain and upset. This was the worst pain she'd ever felt in her life; it almost beat childbrith but Nellie wanted this to happen. She wanted to come in Bellatrix's hand to show her that this was where she belonged. "I'm yours! I don' wan' ya thinkin' abou' 'er anymore. A-An' I wan' to show ya..Ow, fuck...Th-tha' m'better then 'er."

"I already know that you're better than her. I already know you belong to me. I belong to you too. I love you and only you, I swear it." Bellatrix whispered as she held Nellie close to her to let her know that she would never let go. She wished to stop the pain she was causing Nellie, emotionally and now physically as well. Yet, her finger still moved and wouldn't stop until fluids poured from her lover. She didn't want to add another finger, she didn't want to do anything other than hold Nellie, and above all she didn't want to hurt Nellie in any way any further than she already had.

"Ya the wors' an' ye' the best thing tha's ever happened to me." Now Nellie's hips started to move violently up and down Bellatrix's fingers. How she cried and screamed as the hours went by but slowly, over time, pleasure started to seep into her body. Still her hips slammed down and soon enough she was bleeding from the heavy impact. Her face was still buried deep within Bellatrix's neck that she kissed here and then till finally, in the early hours of the morning, her body let her climax with a short, weak moan.

Bellatrix was near tears as she watched Nellie scream into the night as their movements came together to make fluids finally drip out of her. She pulled her fingers away from Nellie's wet flesh, studying them in the little light the slowly rising sun gave off. It took all night, but she didn't care. Nellie got what she wanted and that was good enough for Bellatrix's standards. Her fingers shined with the sticky bodily fluids of Nellie, coated with the red glisten of blood.

Nellie's body slowly pulled back from Bellatrix's causing her back to crash into the ground, the hard wet sand, underneath her weak limp body. Still she sobbed but this time here tears were for Bellatrix. Nellie Lovett had lost a child, Bellatrix's child. "M'sorry! Really I'm so so sorry, Bellatrix. I didn' mean to an-an..Please, M'sorry."

"Shhh..." Bellatrix hushed Nellie as she forced their bodies to cuddle up next to each other. She held Nellie's body close to her own, wanting to keep it that way until the end of time. "You shouldn't be sorry. There's no need for you to be sorry. None of it was your fault." she pressed their bodies closer together and kissed Nellie's forehead softly, holding onto the fradgile and weak body that lay in her arms.

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