Lily Kidnapped
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › James/Lily
Rating:
Adult ++
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18
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13,693
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Taking All That is Left of Her
Lily looked up at the window, swearing she heard something, or saw a shadow but there was nothing. She thought it was just her imagination playing tricks on her.
While Lily looked up at the window, Evan thrust into her hard and fast. He let out a groan, and bit her shoulder hard enough to draw some blood.
Lily screamed, though it was barely audible from the cloth being in her mouth. She was sure he was drawn blood in more then one place, and her body was aching. Her nails were scratching at the floor below her, and pain showed all over her face.
Dolohov smirked watching the scene unfold in front of him. There was Lily being forced into sex with Evan, and he was enjoying it. His groin ached wanting to push Evan out of the way, and have Lily to his own, but he waited.
Evan began to move himself in and out of her with hard, painful thrusts. He was enjoying himself, licking the wound he had inflicted on her. He liked having total control of her, so much that he was in ecstasy.
Lily shut her eyes, avoiding looking at him, and just prayed for death to come. Anything would be better then this. Her back was becoming raw from scraping the ground, but the most painful thing was him pushing into her. Because she did not want it, her body had tensed, and it was the most painful feeling she had ever had, worse then when she lost her virginity to James.
There was another crash, and frantic yelling now upstairs. People were pushing out of their chairs scraping the ground, and glass bottles bounced and shattered on the floor. This time neither Evan nor Dolohov could ignore it.
“Check it out would ya,” Evan panted, though he never took his eyes off of Lily’s body.
Dolohov reluctantly pushed off the pillar, taking out his wand, and rushed up the stairs to find out what the commotion was all about.
When Dolohov was gone, Evan stopped for a brief second to remove the handkerchief from Lily’s mouth, but before she could yell or fight, he smashed his lips onto hers kissing her.
Lily could taste the alcohol in his mouth. She tried to fight back, trying anything to keep something sacred to herself but it was no use. He thrust in particularly hard, and Lily groaned, not in pleasure but in pain.
“You like that,” Evan panted into her ear with a smirk.
She did not answer, Lily just prayed for it to be over soon.
While Lily looked up at the window, Evan thrust into her hard and fast. He let out a groan, and bit her shoulder hard enough to draw some blood.
Lily screamed, though it was barely audible from the cloth being in her mouth. She was sure he was drawn blood in more then one place, and her body was aching. Her nails were scratching at the floor below her, and pain showed all over her face.
Dolohov smirked watching the scene unfold in front of him. There was Lily being forced into sex with Evan, and he was enjoying it. His groin ached wanting to push Evan out of the way, and have Lily to his own, but he waited.
Evan began to move himself in and out of her with hard, painful thrusts. He was enjoying himself, licking the wound he had inflicted on her. He liked having total control of her, so much that he was in ecstasy.
Lily shut her eyes, avoiding looking at him, and just prayed for death to come. Anything would be better then this. Her back was becoming raw from scraping the ground, but the most painful thing was him pushing into her. Because she did not want it, her body had tensed, and it was the most painful feeling she had ever had, worse then when she lost her virginity to James.
There was another crash, and frantic yelling now upstairs. People were pushing out of their chairs scraping the ground, and glass bottles bounced and shattered on the floor. This time neither Evan nor Dolohov could ignore it.
“Check it out would ya,” Evan panted, though he never took his eyes off of Lily’s body.
Dolohov reluctantly pushed off the pillar, taking out his wand, and rushed up the stairs to find out what the commotion was all about.
When Dolohov was gone, Evan stopped for a brief second to remove the handkerchief from Lily’s mouth, but before she could yell or fight, he smashed his lips onto hers kissing her.
Lily could taste the alcohol in his mouth. She tried to fight back, trying anything to keep something sacred to herself but it was no use. He thrust in particularly hard, and Lily groaned, not in pleasure but in pain.
“You like that,” Evan panted into her ear with a smirk.
She did not answer, Lily just prayed for it to be over soon.