Flinging open the door Bella entered the honeymoon suit. Kicking off her shoes she looked about the room her eyes landing on the bed. It was already turned down, its blankets and sheets red and its headboard was heart shaped.
"A bit much don't you think?" Bella asked wandering the room. Narcissa watched her sister who seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the hilarity of the situation. It did feel odd being in a honeymoon suit with her sister that she was supposed to be sharing with her husband. But truthfully I want this. Narcissa admitted to herself. I wish I could have married Bella.
"Ooo. Cissy, have a drink?" Bellatrix wandered over to a table along the wall where a bottle of champagne sat alongside two glasses.
The two sat for a time sipping in silence each admiring the beauty of the other. Narcissa watched her sister drink. Her long thin fingers delicately grasped the stem of her glass. Her eyes followed as she lifted it to her lips. Inadvertently she caught her sister's eye. Narcissa felt a stirring in her belly. Bella's eyes were so dark and they spoke deeply of desire.
Without saying a word Bella took the empty glass from her and sat both of them beside the bottle on the side table. Closing the space between them she brought her lips to Narcissa's. Kissing her softly until her Cissy moaned into her mouth, exciting her.
Bella pushed her roughly onto her back and slid on top of her. Seizing her long hair she pulled her closer to her passionately. When Narcissa moaned with pain and desire she saw her moment to thrust her tongue into her sister's mouth. After awhile air became necessary and Bella pulled back. Both women were breathing heavily their chests heaving against each others.
Narcissa looked down into her sister's cleavage spilling from her wedding dress. Damn that white dress.
"Bella you're too dark to wear white."
Bella smirked, sitting up. "If it bothers you so much... undress me."
Narcissa jumped at the chance. Pushing Bella onto her hands and knees she sat up behind her. She'd intended to have Bella out of that dress as fast as possible but there was something about having her older, dominant sister in such a vulnerable position that captured her attention.
Bella's dark curls fell to the sides hiding her face and Narcissa gazed longingly at the bare flesh on her neck and shoulders as her hands absently wandered along her sister's body. Making it to the corset like lacing she undid the dress slowly, delighting in the small amounts of flesh made visible as it came undone.
When at last she'd freed her of the dress her hands wandered beneath her sister to knead her full, soft breasts. When Bella moaned a strong desire flooded through Narcissa. Flipping Bella onto her back she stripped the dress entirely away and wasn't the least bit surprised to find Bella hadn't been wearing anything underneath.
She squeezed Bella's breasts once more than ran her tongue over the rosy nipples. Capturing one between her lips she rolled the other hard nub between her fingers. Bella squirmed pushing her chest towards her sister, thrusting her breasts farther into her touch as she whimpered breathlessly.
Narcissa kissed up her body as her hand travailed southward playing in the dark curls below. Nipping and kissing at her long neck she knew she was leaving marks, ones she was confident her sister would be proud to show her new husband. The thought of her sister being married to someone other than her incensed her and with a sudden rage that was rare for her she wanted to take her Bella, mark her as her own.
She bit hard into Bella's neck the same moment she thrust two fingers deep inside her. Bella shrieked in delight with the pain and pleasure as she arched her back trying desperately to get closer to the one she loved.
The sight of Bella writhing beneath her intensified her feelings for her. Bella was normally the possessive one but Narcissa couldn't stand the thought of losing her sister to anyone. She's mine; she's mine, mine...
With each thought she pumped her fingers harder into Bella's dripping cunt and she cried out, thrashing wildly.
"Cissy! Cissy!" she called out to her as she clamped tight around Narcissa's fingers, voicing her release.
She came down shivering in her lover's arms. When her faculties and breath returned she gazed up at her usually meek little sister.
"Cissy. I had no idea." She sat up, lightly stroking her sister's jaw down along her neck. Then without warning she grabbed Narcissa's throat and pinned her to the mattress.
"You know I don't like to be dominated." She said in a threateningly low voice but Narcissa wasn't frightened. She knew Bella wouldn't hurt her, she loved her. That and the barely perceptible turn up at the corners of her mouth told her that Bella was fighting hard not to smile.
"I'll make you pay for that." And Narcissa had no doubt that she would pay... deliciously
Bella's lips found her own very briefly before they travailed down her neck where she left wet stinging patches across the exposed flesh.
Narcissa pulled back Bella's hair to admire her earlier work and found several dark red marks with bruises already starting to form.
Pausing in her affections Bella grabbed the bottle on the side table and refilled her glass. As she sipped at it she let the bottle tip.
"Bella!" Narcissa shivered as the chilled champagne spilt across her bare chest.
Bella looked down at her. "Oh, so sorry Cissy." But it was perfectly clear by her devious smile that it had been no accident. "Let me get that for you."
Setting the glass and bottle aside once more she brought her tongue to her sister's chest. Licking along it, Narcissa hummed to the feel of her lover's tongue dancing across her skin. Bellatrix made her way down to the front of Narcissa's dress but didn't appear to be stopping. She kissed along it and Cissy watched as dark red lip prints were left across the silk. She moaned when she saw Bella stain it. But it wasn't for the dress, she'd hated it for it had reminded her of Lucius but now her sister was all over it. She'd made her mark much like Cissy had on her Bella's neck. She's marked me. I'm still hers.
Upon reaching Cissy's waist she lifted her skirts admiring the view before her. Narcissa squirmed beneath her gaze. She could feel Bella's hot breath through the thin lace of her panties.
"Bella, please." She managed locking eyes with her sister. The small amount of remaining lipstick was smeared across Bella's mouth and Narcissa shivered with desire at seeing her always so perfect sister... lover, so mussed.
Bellatrix, returning below, placed one kiss lightly against Cissy's clothed clit before tearing the lace away and plunging her tongue forcefully into her slick folds.
Cissy cried out and bucked up but Bella held her down. Relentlessly she licked, sucked and nibbled everything, moaning into her sister's cunt which sent vibrations down to Cissy's core.
"Bella." Narcissa lifted Bella's head slightly and she knew what she wanted. Complying with her little sister's wishes she latched onto her clit and flicked her tongue repeatedly over it. When Bella's fingers replaced her tongue inside her Narcissa fell over the edge.
She moaned softly, falling limp into her sister's arms. Bella held her close burying her face in Cissy's sleek blond hair.
Distantly Narcissa heard a rustle at the door but paid it no mind until a cry of surprise followed. She knew the voice immediately. Lucius! Looking to the voice she found him standing in the doorway, Rodolphus with him appearing equally shocked. She jumped up as much as she could but her sister was half on top of her and didn't seem inclined to move.
"Hello Husbands." Bella called cheerfully and with a deep laugh. She rolled off Narcissa but kept a firm hold around her shoulders. She's protecting what's hers. Narcissa relaxed for the first time since the wedding engagement knowing no matter what her and her sister would be alright.