"It was another end of his hectic day"harry mummers as he walks to his room . after the marriage his father in law dropped all the work on him and made him lord black, at first he was shocked but later he accepted it but due to hectic work after war he didn't get to spend quality with his newly wife bellatrix black . You heard it right he married bellatrix black but not that crazy bellatrix but this timeline bellatrix some thing happened in harry's life which in result send him in past but that's story for another time Harry entered his room, he found her wife lying on their bed, wearing a seductive set of black lingerie that left little to the imagination. Her emerald eyes glinted in the dim light as she looked up at him, a sinister smile curling her "Harry," she purred, her voice like silk,"I've been waiting for you" He swallowed hard, trying to hide his nervousness. "Yes" Bellatrix eyes travel down his body, appreciatively, before locking onto his own."I was wondering... if you'd like to... show me something." Her voice is almost a whisper now, her hand reaching out to stroke his chest.With a shaky breath, Harry nods, unable to resist her alluring gaze. Bellatrix licks her lips hungrily, a predatory glint in her eyes. She reaches out and touches him, tracing a finger over the head of his erection. "Like this thing " she purrs, and unbuckled harry's pant and pant fall on the floor reveling harry's boxer with a bludge bellatrix smiled and remove Harry's boxer also which revels bellatrix harry's shaft "do you like it when I touch you like this?"Bellatrix fingers move faster, gripping his length firmly as she strokes him. She watches him intently, waiting for his reaction, her other hand running through his hair, massaging his scalp. Her breath hitches when he moans, and she smiles wickedly, taking that as a sign to intensify her ministrations. She bends down, taking his earlobe between her teeth gently, and whispers"You like that, don't you, Harry?" Harry gasped. "Yes, I do.." she smiles, pleased with his response. Her fingers move faster, almost frantic now, as she strokes him. Her other hand grips his hip, holding him still for her touch. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches him, his expression of pleasure driving her on."That's it, Harry," she murmurs, "let it out..." Her nails scrape lightly against his skin, drawing a tiny drop of blood. "Shhh... be quiet, my love." She whispers, her voice low and sensual, as she brings her lips to his neck, teasing him with her teeth and tongue.He arches his back, moaning loudly as his release comes, spilling over her hand. The sensation is overwhelming, his body shuddering with pleasure. Bellatrix watches, rapt, as he empties himself onto her hand, her eyes glinting with satisfaction. She slowly brings her hand to her lips, licking his essence from her fingers, savoring the taste."Mmm... that was tasty" she whispers, her voice husky. She looks up at him, her emerald eyes sparkling with desire. "Do you want more?" she asks, her hand moving down to his shaft . Harry's breathing steadies, his heart rate returning to something approaching normal. He looks at her, in her lingerie which ruined the view of his wife perfect body so he torn lingerie, discarded on the floor, reveal her perfectly formed breasts, her smooth, toned stomach, and the soft curls of her pubic hair. He reaches out, gently tracing a fingertip down her stomach. "Bellatrix.." he whispers."You are.. Very beautiful" He takes one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking gently at first, then harder as she arches her back in response. His other hand moves down between them, pressing two fingers into her folds. She's wet and warm, and he feels her muscles contract around his fingers as she gasps into his mouth. Her hands grasp at his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. "Fuck," she breathes, her hips bucking against his hand. "Harry..."Bellatrix throws her head back, arching her back further, lost in the sensations he's creating. His fingers feel so good inside her, and his mouth on her nipple is driving her wild. "Harry," she moans, "I need... I need you inside me..." Her words are punctuated by a sharp gasp as he thrusts a third finger into her, stretching her, filling her. His fingers work her expertly, knowing exactly how to touch her to drive her wild. He watches as her expression shifts from pleasure to something like desperation, and he feels a surge of power and desire in return. His other hand leaves her breast, moving lower, cupping her through the soft curls between her legs."Come for me, Bellatrix,\" he whispers, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing in a circular motion."Let it go...Bellatrix " She cries out, her body shuddering as she comes hard around his fingers, her inner walls contracting tightly. Her hips buck violently against his hand, her nails digging into his shoulder as she holds on for dear life. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm."Harry..." she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. \"Please. Harry put it inside me ." Harry bellatrix on there bed and positions his cock at her entrance, rubbing the head against her wet folds, and then thrusts deep inside her. "Ahhhh," she cries out, arching her back further, her nails digging into his shoulder. he feels her muscles clench around him, trying to hold him inside. He begins to move, slowly at first, savoring the feel of her body moving with his."Harry" she moans, her voice thick with desire,"that feels... so good..."Bellatrix moaned Her hips meet his thrusts, her body moving in perfect rhythm with his. She's lost in the sensation of being taken by him, her mind spinning with pleasure. "Fuck me, Harry" she gasps, her fingernails leaving red trails down his back. "Claim me." Her words are lost in a moan as she comes again, She's lost in the sensation of being taken by him, her mind spinning with pleasure. "Fuck me harder, Harry," she gasps, her fingernails leaving red trails down his back. \"Claim me... own me..." Her words are lost in a moan as she comes again, her body shuddering around him.Their bodies move together in a frenzy of desire, their breaths coming in ragged gasps as they lose themselves in the moment. Harry can feel his control slipping, his muscles tensing as he approaches his own release. He thrusts deeper, harder, feeling her walls clench tightly around him, her body arching into his. "Bellatrix" he groans, his voice strained. "I'm going to cum." His hips buck violently, driving deep inside her one last time as he releases his seed, filling her completely.Bellatrix cries out his name as her body tightens around him, her walls milking his cock as she comes again, her orgasm crashing through her in waves. As Harry pulls out his cock, a stream of his cum spills out of her, coating her inner thighs and the sheets beneath her. He collapses on top of her, their bodies still connected by their sweat-slicked skin. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath.Bellatrix arches her back, pressing her lips to his neck, breathing in his scent as she tries to calm her racing heart. "Harry," she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "That was... incredible..." Her hand reaches between their bodies, finding his cock once more, stroking him gently as she trails her fingertips over the head, teasing the tip. She leans down, licking a trail up his neck, her breath warm against his skin. "You feel so good... I want to make you feel better..."Harry groans, his hips jerking involuntarily into her hand as she teases him. He tangles his fingers in her hair, holding her close as she continues to trail kisses along his neck. "God, Bella..." he whispers, arching his back into her touch. \"That feels amazing." Feeling his reaction, she smiles against his skin, her body tensing with anticipation. She positions herself above him, lowering her hips until she feels the head of his cock press against her entrance. With a slow, deliberate movement, she guides him inside her, her body closing tightly around him. Harry lets out a groan as he feels her wet heat envelop him once more. His hips buck up instinctively, driving deeper, wanting to feel every inch of her. "Fuck, Bella," he breathes, his hands roaming over her body, tracing patterns over her skin. "You're incredible" Bellatrix arches her back, her breasts pressing against his chest as she meets his thrusts. Her hips move in time with his, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Oh, Harry," she moans, her voice husky with desire. "You feel so good... so right..." Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him on, her body trembling with pleasure.Harry growls in response, losing himself to the feel of her body moving against his. His hips pump harder, faster, as he pushes deeper inside her with each thrust. His free hand fists in the sheets beneath them, his knuckles turning white from the effort of holding back. "Bella... I'm close... I'm going to..." feels it too, the building tension coiling tightly in her core. Her own body begins to tense, preparing for the release she knows is coming. "Cum in me, Harry.." she whispers, her voice a pleading moan. \"Cum inside me..." Her hips buck violently against him, meeting his thrusts with unrestrained passion. As their passionate lovemaking reaches its peak, Harry's body tenses and releases, his cock throbbing as he empties himself inside her. A shudder runs through his body, and he collapses on top of her, their sweat-slicked skin sticking together. He rolls to the side, pulling her into his embrace, her body pressed against his, their chests rising and falling in unison. After a while, they drift off to sleep, their bodies entwined, their hearts still racing from the intensity of their lovemaking. Some time later, Bellatrix stirs, her eyes fluttering open to take in the sight of Harry's bare chest rising and falling gently with each breath. She smiles contentedly, running her fingers through his sweaty hair before pressing a kiss to his cheek. Bella lies still for a moment, her thoughts drifting, her body still satiated from their lovemaking. Her mind wanders back to the possibility of becoming pregnant. She has never been one to desire children, but the thought of carrying Harry's child within her...the thought of their child growing up in this world, amidst all the darkness and danger...it fills her with a strange, unexpected sense of protectiveness. Bellatrix Gently, slides out from underneath him, sitting up on the edge of the bed. She reaches for her discarded robe, wrapping it around her as she considers the possibility of taking a pregnancy potion. It would be risky, but if she could get her hands on some... She could conceal it in a vial of potion, pretending it was for someone else. The thought both excites and terrifies her. Bellatrix stands, steeling herself as she decides to confront the truth. She needs to know, once and for all. She pulls a small vial from her pocket, uncorks it, and drops a single silver bead into the liquid within. The potion bubbles and churns, revealing its contents almost immediately. Her heart drops as she sees the dark, negative symbol appear in the depths of the vial. She's not pregnant.Bella sighs in relief, realizing that she's not carrying Harry's child. It's a strange mix of emotions; she feels grateful that she doesn't have to worry about raising a child in the midst of this madness, but there's also a twinge of disappointment. A part of her had hoped that she would be able to give him something more, something that would unite them forever. She turns back to the bed, crawling under the covers to curl up next to him, seeking comfort in his warmth. Her eyes close, and she drifts off to sleep, the warmth of Harry's body pressing against her.