Hey, I Ruin Stories Chapter 24

Chapter 24: Taming the Blacks**


[Daybreak —Malfoy Manor]


Bellatrix Lestrange —No, her husband was dead and she was a widow. She also hated her husband. Yet still kept the name Lestrange.


But for me, she was a Black. She was one of the connections I could make with the Blacks. Sirius was dead, killed by the Death Eaters as they escaped the prison.


So she was a link that I needed. 


“Why would he not save my husband…” Narcissa was broken.


She had given up on driving me out. She knew that she was lost, her family was a mess and most of the people had given up on her.


“Why would he?” Bellatrix laughed.


It was funny that she thought that the man would help others unless it helped him in some way. 


“My husband has been his greatest supporter!” She was angry, she was afraid. “My husband lived his life to make his plans succeed!”


“And he did that for a reason.” Bellatrix bit back, “He did not follow master simply because he believed in him or his ideals, but because he wanted to gain something, he has always been selfish and opportunistic.”


Narcissa’s fists were clenched, fingers in a tight lock. However, there was no way for her to refute.


“She is not wrong.” I walked forward, hung the wet coat on the hanger to the side. 


“So my husband has to suffer? He has to be behind bars because he decided to think about his family?”


No one ever did anything for others at the cost of their happiness. And I can understand her. 


She prioritized her family, her husband and her child.


“He will not help her, but it is not impossible to help Lucius.” Unbuttoning the shirt and getting the wet shirt out of my chest, I rested on the armchair.


“What do you mean?” Narcissa asked and as much as she wanted to hide her emotions, I could sense her desperation.


“He has plans for his cause and he cannot risk his plans.” He was certainly not someone who chased after lost causes. “But that doesn't mean everyone else is that stuck with work.”


“What do you mean?” Bellatrix asked, “You better not… risk his plans.”


I pushed my head back, relaxed on the chair and pushed my feet over the table. 


“Me risk his plan?” My head hung by the chair’s end, “Did you forget you and everyone around you is free and able to serve him because I intervened?”


I could feel her frown without looking. 


“Do not tell me about my job, Bellatrix.” Yes, it was a warning. “I know what I am doing and he trusts me more than everyone else you know of. I have done my part perfectly enough that his plans have accelerated by years.”


“So… you can bring him back?” Narcissa had hope in her voice. 


“Then do not chase after tasks that might delay master’s plans.” Bellatrix warned and it felt comical to me.


Enough for me to raise my head back up and ask—


“Do tell me, Bellatrix. What have you done all this time?”


“Believed in him and waited till he returned.” She said, quite proudly I must say.


“You got captured, imprisoned and remained a burden for over a decade.” It was not a lie, “Every second you spent in the prison delayed his cause by days and do I need to mention that unaccounted risk of having his plans revealed? You and the others being in the prison meant countless of his secrets being leaked to the others.”


She wanted to refute, quite badly. But how could she?


“So, do not tell me what to do, Bellatrix.” I had to remind her, “And master is expecting things from you, and you have not even acted on it.”


“How…” The moment Voldemort was mentioned, she became as obedient as a dog. “How do you want me to help him?”


“He has entrusted me to handle the politics, and spin the wheel till he obtains his body.” In a way, it wasn't a lie. There was like five percent truth in that. “He told you to follow me, do what I ask till he returns.”


She went silent. 


“And till now I have neither seen anything that makes me believe in your abilities nor given me a reason to carry you around.” This irked her.


“Just what do you expect me to do?”


“Make me believe in you, give me reasons to trust your abilities and be obedient. Serve me.”


“I serve none but him.”


I laughed at that. 


“So you are going against his wishes?” This silenced her. “When he wanted you to serve me till he returned?”


She was not naive, but she certainly was blind. She was like a loyal dog. You could make her lick your feet if you used your words right.


Taking a deep breath, I undid my belt and threw it to the ground.


“Serve and he will be more pleased than ever.”


Her expression changed, she mumbled under her breath.


“Master believes in him.”


She muttered repeatedly. She was loony and it wasn’t even funny if one thought about it seriously. But I loved lonnies like her, they were extremely fun to work with.


“You…” She furrowed her eyebrows looking at me, lazing on the armchair. “Want me to serve you?”


“Serve me and you serve his cause.”


I saw Narcissa shaking at the corner, multiple scenarios running inside her head. And it didn't take magic to read her mind.


“So what do you choose?”


And I got my answer in the form of a smile.


“Then I will serve you.” She said, and walked forward. “If I serve you, I serve him.”


And saying that, she got on her knees —just millimeters away from me. Much to the shock of her sister and my amusement.


Obsession was one hell of a drug.


“You are crazy…” Narcissa muttered from the corner.


And Bellatrix was crazy, extremely crazy.


But… Crazy women, you can never truly hate them.


…

…


“He won't help you.” Hearing him say that, Narcissa's heart dropped. “But I can.”


“Y-You will?” She asked again, still shocked at his statement and by the sight before her.


“Not for free, never for free.” But Darius laughed. “Nothing is ever free.”


Narcissa was desperate. “What… do you want?” She asked, “I will make it up to you if you help me. Just tell me how…”


She wanted to get back to the people for disrespecting her. She wanted the power and wealth back, the ones that got taken away from her.


“You can make up in a similar manner.” Darius extended his hand, spread across the frame of the arm chair, head pushed back, enjoying the soft sensation. “I am not forcing you, but sometimes it's easier to make a man agree with you through actions rather than words.”


He didn't look at her even once, he didn't move his head either. He let the woman on her knees do what she did.


“Master believes in him,” Bellatrix glanced at Narcissa from the corner of her eye, her tongue still moving across Darius’ cock. “And someone that master believes in is a capable man.”


Her voice was barely understandable, her mouth full of saliva and tongue skillfully moving across and wrapping the thick cock in front of her. 


Her fingers moved under his shaft and over his balls, fondling and playing with them softly.


“Draco is under my protection.” Darius said, groaning from the sensations. “He will live even if this place breaks out in a war.”


Narcissa pushed her nails over her palms, bit her lips and stood uncertain.


She knew that she needed the man, she knew that it was only him that could save her and her family.


But was she willing to let go of her morals? Or her pride as a pureblood? As the wife of Lucius Abraxas Malfoy and kneel before another man?


“I—”


She was nervous, the scene before her was unethical, unloyal and immoral.


“Morals are for the pathetic ones, sister.” Bellatrix said, pulling back a little, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth. “We are above the norms of society, we are the ones that make the rules. And when our master returns, rules will be made new.”


Bellatrix pushed her head softly over his cock before forcing herself to take his entire length in one push. Darius groaned out, amazed and amused at Bellatrix being able to take the entire length in one swoop when every woman he had been with couldn't.


She did not just take in his length, she allowed it to reshape her throat, allowing it to mold around his cock. Her eyes turned red, tears welled up but she continued to bob her head up and down, pumping his cock inside her mouth and throat.


Darius let out a moan. Never after coming to this world had he felt such sensation, such a strong suction around his cock. 


“D-Damn you are good.”


Bellatrix felt proud whereas Narcissa felt her body heating up at the scene and face paling at the sight of her elder sister's neck swelling up from the girth she had taken inside her. 


The older of the two sisters moved one hand below her waist and under her skirt as her mouth continued to pleasure the man in front of her. Her hands moved under the clothes, beyond her clothes and over her damp laced strings, gently moving her slender fingers over it.


“Ah, you are amazing.” Darius gripped Bellatrix by her long dark hair, and pushed her head over his cock —preventing her from pulling up and finally making her gag on his cock.


Bellatrix felt it impossible to keep his cock in her throat for that long, her breathing stopped and face went red as her fingers gripped around his thighs, nails pressed over the fabric of his pants and digging past them.


She couldn't handle it any more, her vision blurred and she pushed herself as hard as she could, choking and groaning out from nearly dying over his cock.


“H-How do y-you expect me t-to handle that?” She groaned, breathing heavily. “Savage.”


Narcissa shuddered at the scene, she had never seen someone having sex in front of her eyes. She didn't know how people looked when they felt pleasure. She never was a part of such perverse parties where people openly had sex in front of others. She never pleasured herself outside the closed doors of her house, she had never seen a man naked other than her husband.


But this scene, this absurdity and this obscenity —it was making her feel something.


“Don't fucking stop.” Darius groaned and her sister, the prideful Bellatrix that despised men, kneeling and choking on a man’s cock had her hazy. 


The scene was salacious, something that was below what people of their status should be doing. She wanted it to stop, she didn't want to see it happening in front of her eyes.


Not because she hated it, but because it made her feel something that she hated.


“Mhm…” Darius groaned, “If you continue, you will have to take it in your mouth.”


No man, no matter how skilled, could never hold for long when a woman took their entire cock in her throat. It felt beyond good, it felt devilish.


Narcissa wanted to look away; she wanted to leave the room. But she couldn't. She was entranced; she was mesmerized by the scene—she was lost.


She would never admit it, she would deny with every breath but, but she felt something. Even though she did not realize it, she was far too entranced to realize. But she was feeling the scene in front of her, she felt excited and, and she felt good. Her nipples had hardened under her dress, her silk between her legs was damp and her body was craving for the sight that she was witnessing.


“Ugh!” Darius groaned, and Bellatrix choked and coughed as the man released in her mouth. “Fuck! Take it in!”


He gripped Bellatrix by her hair and pushed the woman to take every last drop of his shot, not letting a single drop spill out of her mouth.


Bellatrix gagged, snorted out his semen, but didn't let a single drop fall out of her mouth.


“S-st—” Narcissa wanted to cry out for the man to stop, but she couldn't. She wanted to continue watching, she wanted to see how things progressed. She hated herself for it, but seeing someone else, even her sister choking on a man’s cock made her excited.


Bellatrix coughed violently, her hair was a mess from Darius’ pull and her mascara had spilled from her eyes to her cheeks. But she loved it, she enjoyed the feeling she felt.


“Y-You are the devil.” She bit her lips, amazed and excited beyond explainable seeing his cock growing hard again, throbbing and standing erected right in front of her face. It was bigger than her face, much bigger and it only seemed to be thicker than it ever was. “You truly are.”


But as she thought of going back on it, challenging herself beyond her limit, Darius looked over.


“So, do you want to join?” 


Bellatrix turned and grinned as she saw a red faced Narcissa quaking.


“You need this too, sister.” She said, seductively kissing the thick cock in front of her. “And it is all in good cause. Your child will be safe, husband free and you…” Her grin grew wider, “Satisfied.”


Narcissa wanted to decline. She had lived without womanly pleasures for over a decade. Her marriage was political, her only time feeling pleasure was to birth an heir —a male one. And she succeeded on her first time, it was tragic but it was her reality.


Draco's birth also ended the pleasures she felt as a woman. She was never looked as a lover, a woman or a wife but as a Lady of the house Malfoy from that point on. She had accepted that identity, she lived with that identity.


But she wanted to be more, she wanted to be a lover and a woman once more.


Even if only once, even if only for a single fire lit night.


“When was the last time you felt loved, Narcissa Black?” Narcissa shuddered at the addressal, “When was the last time you, a high born of the strongest pureblood family, felt the freedom and pleasure of being a woman.”


He pushed Bellatrix lightly, much to her displeasure and stood up. His cock still hard and erect, but his gaze focused and regal.


“When was the last time you were Narcissa and not Lady Malfoy. When were you more than that?”


His words made her silent, mind numb and pained.


“When were you last defiant, free and happy.” He walked forward, she wanted to move away, walk back —but she couldn't. “When were you Narcissa, when were you… the youngest of the most powerful family happy?”


He walked forward and with each step, her heart raced. It was unsteady, defiant of her wishes and even thirsty.


“You don't recall, do you?” He asked, standing just an inch away from her. 


“I—” She wanted to answer, but she didn't remember either. It was so far back that the memories were hazy.


She felt pained as she realized that his words were true. She had never felt free, never felt womanly after she left being a Black and became a Lady of House Malfoy.


Her heart felt cold, started to feel heavy.


“It's alright.” But the man before her didn't let her heart freeze. “You can be free once again, you can do what you want. You can be…” He showed her a warm smile, “You can be defiant.”


This made her mind go numb. 


Defiant.


Could she?


She had never been defiant. She had seen what being defiant did to Andromeda, what being defiant did to Bellatrix.


“Ask yourself,” But the man before her had answers to her questions. “The ones that were defiant of the norms, were they happy?”


She froze.


“No matter what society said or did to them, were they happy with their lives?”


Narcissa’s eyes went wide a little. She never asked Andromeda or Bellatrix if they were happy with their choices.


She never asked Andromeda if she regretted being shunned from her family’s heritage and name. She never asked Bellatrix if she regretted following the man she believed in. She had seen what society did to them, but she never asked them.


No.


Deep within, she already knew that answer.


“I never regret what I did.”


Yes. She already knew that Bellatrix would say that and if she ever went to her sister Andromeda, if she dared to talk to her —she knew that Andromeda would say the same.


“Can you say that about yourself?”


Darius’ question made her feel cold and hurt.


She couldn't. She could never say that.


“You cannot.” Yes she couldn't. “But, that need not be true any longer.”


She shuddered as she felt a soft touch on her cheek, her heart raced.


“You can be free, you can be happy.” He said, his warm smile making her feel warmer than ever. “From now, from the choice you make now —you can choose to be free.”


“I—” She lost her voice.


“Tell me,” but Darius wanted an answer. “Tell me, do you want yourself to be free.”


Narcissa's eyes quaked at the sight of his dark browns, she felt weak. But she knew that she had to answer now.


This was the only chance she was going to get. The story was about to get messy and dark and if she chose wrong, she would regret forever.


His fingers carcassed her soft cheeks.


“You are strong, you are beautiful.” He said something that she had not heard in years. “So, choose. Do you want to remain caged and lose it all, or do you want to be free and enjoy what you have.”


“I—” She knew that his words were true. She had no time, she had choices but she had to choose now.


But would she choose to be what others wanted her to choose or would she choose what she wanted for herself.


She had the answer. She had it since the start. She was scared to say it, but now she had the chance to say it.


And she decided that she could not let it go.


“I want to be free.” She said, her eyes clear and strong. “I want to be more than what others think.”


And as she said that, the man before her smiled proudly.


“Good girl.” Without wasting a breath, without wasting a moment —he drew her closer, warm in his arms and placed a soft and delicate kiss on her lips.


Affectionate and caring, one that she had never felt.


Bellatrix smiled from the back but said not a word. She enjoyed seeing her sister flustered, lost and excited.


And Narcissa, Narcissa melted. She melted in his kiss, she gave in to his words and to her desires.


She knew there was no going back now. It was too late, she had taken the step. Yet she didn't regret it, instead she felt proud.


“Take me.” She said, strong and adamant in her choice.


But Darius shook his head, surprising her a little.


“No.”


“Why?” She asked, frowning. Now that she was freeing herself, why was he rejecting her?


“You have to prove yourself.” He said, “Take it.”


She was puzzled, but then she realized what he meant. Her blood rushed to her ears, her heartbeat hastened, while her sister giggled from the corner.


“Take it, and show me that you are willing to defy the norms.”


It was no longer about others, it was no longer about her son and family. It was about her. 


“I—” She knew that she couldn't go back now. If she did, it would never be the same again. 


So with a nervous heart, she nodded and slowly went down, squatting down and sitting on her knees, nervously staring at the massive cock in front of her face.


She had never seen cock of such size or girth, she knew she could never do what her sister did. She didn't even know if she could take it in half. But she was going to try, she was going to be defiant.


Steeling her heart and admitting that she needed it as well, she slowly placed her fingers over it, feeling the blood flowing through the veins over it. She gulped, excited and fearful at the sight and subconsciously stroked it softly with her fingers.


“Lick it.” Darius said, commanding. “And take it in your mouth.”


She moved closer, still wondering if she could take the entire thing in. But she wanted to try and thus she slowly pushed herself forward, licking the still semen covered cock.


The taste on her tongue felt strong, bitter and musky. But she was weirdly attracted to it. The strong smell attracted her, made her wetter than she was witnessing her sister and him.


She knew that she needed it at all costs. And she took it.


Her tongue dragged around his cock, slipping over the slippery skin, taking in every bit of semen it was covered in, not wasting his essence. She didn't play with his balls, she wasn't as experienced as her sister. She feared hurting him instead of pleasuring him. Instead her hands gripped around his buttocks, squeezing on them with her slender fingers, careful enough not to gnash his skin with her nails.


“You can be rougher,” But Darius wanted her to relax. “Feel yourself, feel it.” 


She closed her eyes hearing this, her heart was racing and mind numb, she was enjoying the sensation of his cock throbbing around her tongue. She wanted it, she wanted to take everything inside —even if she couldn't.


But she tried. Gripping his ass tighter than ever, she pushed herself over his cock, pushed his cock inside his mouth and into her throat.


But as it hit her throat, she pushed back and coughed violently.


“Relax yourself.” Darius didn’t push her like he did with Bellatrix. He let her take her time, catch her breath and comfort herself.


“Yes~” Bellatrix shared the same response. “Don't think about taking it in entirely, think about taking as much as you can. Try to be greedy, try to enjoy having it inside you. Be greedy and want it for yourself, and you will do better.”


She walked behind Darius and hugged him from behind, moving her fingers over his chest.


“Feel it and feel yourself.” She took a deep whiff of his perfume, the coffee smell that she felt comfortable with. Her head snuggled on his neck, kissing it and her hands still moving over his naked chest, feeling the muscles that she didn't know he had.


Narcissa moved closer once again, this time feeling herself more and enjoying the taste of his cock in her mouth. She didn't push herself, she simply took as much as she could. Moving around his cock more skillfully. Her tongue moved in circles, making movements that she didn't know she could do.


“You are doing good.” Darius said, rubbing her head softly.


“What about me?” Bellatrix asked, clawing onto his chest.


Darius smiled, “You already know.”


She moved closer as Darius turned his head around. Her lips pressed against his, enjoying his sweet taste on hers. Her hands moved around his chest, she felt the scars but it made her enjoy his body even more.


His body was toned, rare for a wizard, his skin proof that he had seen situations that most didn't.


“Damn…” He groaned as he realized that Narcissa had finally managed to take quite a bit of his cock inside her mouth, past her walls of the mouth and inside her throat. 


She was teary eyed, but she was now enjoying the feeling. It made her feel powerful, capable and excited.


But Darius wasn't allowed to look at her. Bellatrix had his lips locked, tongue entangled and body massaged and scratched. 


Her nails moved over his abs, as if brush strokes on a painting. Narcissa's fingers moved over his balls, losing her fear of hurting him and enjoying the feeling and discovering his body.


“Give it to me.” Bellatrix begged, pushing back a little, saliva visible around the corner of her lips., “I want it.”


Darius was about to agree, but he heard another request.


“No… give it to me.” Narcissa asked, pulling back and gripping his ass tighter than ever, “I need it.”


Darius loved the feeling of having the two women around him, he loved the sensations they gave him.


But now, it was his turn to choose.


“I have been in prison for a decade.” Bellatrix begged, “I don't even recall how a cock inside my cunt feels.”


And Narcissa felt the same.


“Please, remind me of how it feels to be a woman. Remind me how it feels to be free.”


Darius breathed out. It was a tough choice, an extremely difficult one. 


But he had to make a choice.


“Bellatrix.” He said, “Let your sister know what it truly feels to be with a man. And I will let you feel pleasures that no other man has ever been able to make you feel.”


She wanted to protest. She wanted to be the first one. But she knew her sister. She knew that her younger sister had never been with a true man, never felt the true pleasures.


With an uneasy heart, she agreed. “Take her first.” She said, “Then take me.”


But she grabbed him tightly from behind, biting his ear and whispering.


“You better make me feel like no other man has made me feel.”


Darius smiled. “That is a promise.”


Saying this, he grabbed Narcissa by her shoulders. 


“And I promise that you will not regret your choice.”


Bellatrix didn't want to let go, but she wanted her sister to feel the pleasures as well. So she released her grip and let him move. 


Darius pulled Narcissa up, his hands moving from her shoulders to her hips, making her shudder.


“A woman like you, should be treasured.” Saying this, he took her lips and pulled her up, making her eyes go wide.


He grabbed her by her ass and she subconsciously grabbed around him with her legs, wrapping her arms around him and savoring his kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth, dancing around with her tongue, making her mind go numb.


Bellatrix bit her lips seeing this. She was wet from seeing them, she wanted him to be with her —but she had to wait.


She saw him pushing her sister over the wall, his cock pressed against her stomach, big and throbbing.


She couldn't take it anymore.


She pushed herself to the wall, watching them and playing with herself. Tearing open her clothes, and pushing her fingers inside her cunt. Moaning and enjoying the lovemaking her sister and the man were doing.


The man had her sister's clothes removed, much gentler than she did to hers. Thrown to the corner, kissing her neck and playing with her sister's soft ass.


Her breathing was eccentric as she saw the man’s cock rubbing against her sister's barely clothed cunt, only a piece of silk in her body, preventing the man’s cock from ravaging her insides. 


“It’s okay.” He assured the younger sister, “I won't let it hurt.”


And as he said that, both sisters sensed magic. Their eyes widened, they knew what kind of magic it was.


“The Dark Arts…” Bellatrix moaned out, excited even more by how potent the man’s dark magic was. He was not masking it, he was releasing it without control.


“I promise you will feel pleasures you never knew were possible.”


He pulled on her pantines, removing the layer of silk from her soft ass, revealing her well groomed crotch, and plump ass.


“Please…” Narcissa moaned, “Give it to me.”


He pulled her up higher, his cock right over her cunt. “It won't hurt.” He assured, “It will feel far better than anything you have ever felt.”


Narcissa didn’t care about the pain. She knew that she hadn't taken a cock inside her for over a decade, she knew that she was tight enough that it would hurt her —but she still didn't care. She just wanted him to be inside her.


And Darius' words only made her heart flutter.


“You are gorgeous.” He said, before softly poking his cock inside her wet cunt.


Narcissa's eyes immediately went wide, not from the pain, she felt no pain. But from the insane pleasure she didn't know was possible.


And it was all from just having the tip of his cock inside.


“Oh God~” she moaned, “Please give it to me!”


The pleasure was insane. She knew it was his magic that amplified her pleasure, but she didn't know that such magic was possible. She didn't know that dark magic was capable of that.


Bellatrix shuddered from the sight. She felt even more aroused from the dark magic that she sensed. She wanted that cock inside her too, she wanted it more than ever.


But the man’s cock was inside her sister. Moving in slowly, making the woman moan and bite on the man’s neck.


He pumped into her sister, going harder as the seconds passed by. His movements were skilled, thrusts rhythmic and moans arousing.


She saw her sister shuddering and quivering in his grasp.


“Please… please don't stop.”


She begged and Bellatrix wanted to feel the same.


And Darius noticed that.


“Come closer,” He groaned, “Sit over the desk.” 


Her eyes widened as she realized what he was suggesting. Nodding heavily, she rushed over to the table, placing her plump ass over it.


Without pulling out his cock, he moved Narcissa to be near the table, to be near her sister. Holding onto her and using her as a toy over his ass.


“Oh God!” She moaned. “It feels… so good!”


He moved closer to Bellatrix, who was sitting naked for him to come closer —her legs opened wide to reveal her dripping pussy.


He sat close to her —right next to her and over the armchair with Narcissa over his cock.


“Don't stop!” The woman begged and he didn't. He hugged her tight, her legs wrapped around his torso and her ass bouncing over his cock. 


But he didn't forget Bellatrix either.


“Oh!”


The older sister moaned as she felt his breath over her cunt. His face was close, her cunt was exposed to him as she sat atop the high desk.


Narcissa wrapped her arms around him, her soft breasts and hard nipples pressed against his chest and her cunt pounded by his cock.


“Oh God!” Bellatrix moaned as his tongue danced around her cunt, licking her labia softly and skillfully. Her sense of pleasure was increased ten fold by magic, each movement of his tongue sent shivers down her spine and each of his breath made her heart race.


“I-I will come if you keep going.” Narcissa moaned. But she didn't want him to stop, and he wasn't going to.


His grip around her ass tightened and he started to move her over his cock quicker and harder, making her mind go numb and cunt more sensitive.


“Damn you bastard!” Bellatrix yelled as the pleasure she felt made her dizzy, his tongue invaded the insides of her cunt, moving around her deep.


“Oh—Oh!” Narcissa moaned. “I will cum!”


She moaned and Darius pressed harder and quicker. 


“I am cumming!” Narcissa yelled, as Darius felt her cunt squeezing his cock tighter than ever —making him groan.


Her grip around him softened as her body felt weak and breath heavy.


“N-No! Don't stop!” But Bellatrix didn't want him to stop. She was feeling better than ever, she was just about to feel herself closer to her orgasm —she didn't want him to stop.


“Relax.” He said, pulling back much to her annoyance, “Not my tongue or fingers, but now you can enjoy my cock.”


Hearing this, her annoyance turned to joy and a massive grin appeared on her face.


“And you.” He looked at the hazy eyed Narcissa, “We are not done yet.”


Saying that, he gently pushed her up, pulling his cock out of her cunt and softly placed her over the desk —next to her sister.


“But now it's your sister’s turn to feel a bit more pleasure.”


He moved closer to Bellatrix and smiled. “You know what to do.”


And Bellatrix nodded heavily, grabbed him by his cock and pushed her hips close to it —making it touch her cunt.


“Push it in…” She begged, “Please.”


And Narcissa begged too. “Don't leave me alone.”


Smiling, the man nodded and pushed his cock inside the older woman —rougher than he was with Narcissa. But Bellatrix loved it. She was far too sensitive from his magic and far too wet that it felt amazing.


“Sooo Goooood!”


As for the younger sister, the man didn't forget her.


Instead, he gave her the attention she wanted. Pushing his index finger inside her cunt and moving it gently inside it.


“Push it in!” Bellatrix yelled, her voice higher than Narcissa and much more demanding.


And in a way, Darius liked it. With one hand over Narcissa and its fingers inside her cunt, making her moan —he moved his other hand over Bellatrix’s neck. He grabbed her by her neck, and pumped harder and much rougher than he did with Narcissa. 


“O-Oh!!!”


The older sister moaned aloud and Darius kept pumping harder. She felt amazing, he felt ecstatic. She felt her senses defying her, his cock reached deeper than anything else could ever reach and he felt mesmerized by her breasts. They were bigger than Narcissa’s, jiggling with every push that he made. And his play was rougher than ever, much more domineering and controlling.


Narcissa laid to the side playing with her tits, while his fingers rubbed her clit. She enjoyed the sensation and knew that she might cum again if it continued.


She wanted to cum again, she wanted to keep going till she fainted.


And Bellatrix wanted him to make her feel dominated, she had rarely seen a man able to tame her. And Darius? Darius did it with ease.


“P-Please continue!” He was able to make her beg, no man has been able to make her beg.


He was doing the impossible.


He was controlling, he was taming both the prideful Black sisters.


And he did it with ease.


“I-I am close!” Bellatrix moaned out and so did Narcissa.


“S-So am I!”


“Don’t stop!!” Both the sister's yelled together as they quivered over his cock and his fingers.


“C-C—” Bellatrix's eyes rolled up. “Cumming!”


“Ahhh!!” And the same happened with Narcissa and she shuddered, her hips moved up and she fell quivering on the table, releasing her juices over it and falling tired.


“Y-You are the devil…” Bellatrix laughed, tired and still shaking from the orgasm.


“W-Why are you this good?” And Narcissa felt tired to the point that she was unable to move her body.


But Darius? He simply looked at them, grinning and shaking his head.


“I expected more from the Black sisters.” This made them curious and as they looked towards him, they paled. “I am still not satisfied.”


Their eyes went wide, they knew that they might have made a bad choice as the man in front of them stood with as much energy as he started with and a cock as hard as they had seen before —erect and big.


“We are still not done yet.”


Their mind went numb hearing that. 


“You…” Narcissa said, shuddering and almost nervous. “You truly are the devil.”


“Just an agent of his.” He laughed as he knew that the two sisters couldn't laugh.


No one has been able to control the two sisters, but Darius —Darius has domesticated them.


And all within a night.


A sleepless night filled with moans.


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[A/N: 6042 Words (w/o author’s note) pretty good chapter size if you ask me.


Just so you know, we are going by book descriptions and Bellatrix and Narcissa were quite gorgeous in the books. All three of the Black sisters were.]