Ankyra Sound [m] his sister's keeper

everything in bellatrix tries to fight the fact that she enjoys it: each bite he leaves along her as he makes his way down her body. but in the throes of her heat ... her body is a livewire and does not appear to put her personal preferences in any sort of consideration.

and she gives into it; wanting him to stifle the yearning in her. wanting him.

a soft commanding croon slips from betwixt her lips, swallowed by the roar of the sea, she fears. but she presses back against him, welcoming the embrace.

...

and when nature allows their embrace to end, bellatrix paces distance between them; warring with herself over whether she should speak or keep up the illusion of the ghost story: here and gone.