Temptation

Disclaimer: You know the reel, not mine, Jo's... I wish though!

The Wolf Howls

Bella looked up at Remus. Her dark, sensual eyes glimmered as Remus looked down on her. She saw his intent; this was more like it, she thought, a bit of rough and tumble. She did not like tenderness. Her first time with Rodolphus was in chains, and from then on nothing pleasured her more. Even her other conquests liked her in chains; she deliberately played men, and made them go over the edge. She wanted them to be unhinged and wild. Her favourite so far had been Severus Snape, oh now there was a man who knew what bondage and control meant!

“What are you going to do to me?” She asked in a quiet, meek voice, which did not suit her expression.

Remus stepped back and grabbed his wand from his trouser pocket. He cocked his head to one side; he was going to make her suffer for Sirius’ death. He flicked his wand with expert ease. Bella found herself strapped to the bed, she made a pretence at wriggling and struggling. She thought she’d give the Werewolf a show.

His brown eyes gleamed in triumph. He got her right where he wanted her. He was going to dominate her, make her submit to him, and then when she was drifting off into the arms of pleasure he was going to sneak out, find Harry and tell Harry where she was. He was going to make sure he would be the last man she had!

“I am going to make you scream Bella and I am going to make sure I am the LAST man that will ever have you!”

She laughed, a wild, throaty laugh that only served to harden him even further. He growled as he stepped forward. He prowled over her and nipped her breast hard; he made sure his bite drew blood from her breast. She screamed. She wanted to scratch Remus back for that one.

“You bastard,” she seethed.

“My parents were married,” he replied sardonically.

He stroked her sides and hips. When his hands had a firm hold on her fulsome hips he squeezed and pinched the skin so hard that as soon as he lifted his hands from her silken flesh red marks and welts had already started forming. He gazed at her and she flashed an angry glare back at him. He smiled.

“That hurt,” she spat.

“I told you I’m going to make you scream Bella!” He exclaimed.

He leant over and licked her belly button, and she moaned. He smiled and did it again. She writhed beneath him. She let his tongue lick her and make her respond. And her body did respond, she felt her vagina get wet. Remus began stroking the pubic hair and he smelt her sex and gave out a feral growl.

He clambered more over her and she looked at him with her dark eyes softening, and her lips twisted in a sort of self-satisfied smirk. He decided to wipe that smirk off her face with a harsh, tongue-lashing, kiss. He forced her mouth open by sticking his fingers in her mouth, a nail scraped along the pink flesh, and a drop of blood escaped the lip. Remus leant over and licked blood, his wolf side kicking in.

It was beginning to get too much for him. The coppery smell of blood, mixed with a females heat, and her sweat was driving him to the borders of uncontrollability, he knew that he had to drive his manhood in her soon or he’ll go mad. He placed his knees on the bed, spreading his legs either side of her, keeping her pinned down on the mattress. He unwrapped her legs from the ropes he had conjured. Once her legs were free he spread them apart and again sniffed her seeping lubricant and she twisted her head.

“Go on then Remus,” she murmured huskily. “Make me scream!”

He looked down on her and growled again as he placed his hands either side of her head and he drove hard and fast into her vagina making her scream so loud that he was sure the family would all come out of their tombs.

“Enjoyed that did you Bella?” He asked roughly.

“Yes,” she panted. “Do it again my animal, my pet! Make me scream again! Harder and faster I want pain! I want pleasure! I want you! Now, now, now!”

He thrust into her again, harder, and faster, he treated her with no real sympathy, nothing to denote any kind of warmth between them. Both wanted carnal, animalistic pleasure. She was about to have a rough ride.

“Enough?” He spat.

“No,” she growled. “More, more, more!”

With each more he thrust, and slammed into her. She screamed, moaned, and gave out cries of ecstasy. She felt her body shivering, and shaking, with no idea of how many orgasms she was getting.

He was holding onto her breasts and scratching her skin. He then laid his entire body on hers so sweaty skin rubbed against sweaty skin. Her breathing was erratic, and ragged. He was more growling, and grunting than breathing. He took to biting her neck and sucking at the blood. He continued his thrusting, giving all of his soul and life to this.

She turned and decided to reward him for being a good puppy, and she thrust onto his penis. Burying him deeper inside of her. He gave out a groan. She turned to bite at his neck. She then bit into his shoulders as she continued her upward thrusts.

“Like that Remus?” She whispered in his ear. She thrust again. “Do you want me to touch you?” She ducked her head and began circling her tongue around his nipples. She took the tip in-between her teeth and he growled again, she was playing again. “Free my hands and I would be able to touch you Remus.”

He looked into her eyes and shook his head.

“I’ve freed your legs your hands stay tied.”

“You freed my legs only so that I could match you thrust for thrust Remus, and aren’t I doing just that? Am I giving you what you want?”

She circled her hips around and then thrust back up into him.

“Yes,” he panted.

“Good boy, now wouldn’t you want my hands to please you as well my vagina and mouth?”

He considered it for a moment. Oh, it would ease some of the torture.

“All right then,” he sighed. He untied her hands and immediately she rushed them around his body.

She grabbed his bum and pushed him down into her and he grunted, she clung onto his butt flesh and dug her nails there, she hitched her legs further up as she arched back up into him as he arched downwards into her. She nipped, kissed, and tortured his flesh.
He kissed down her body, this time gently, kissing her breasts and stomach.

“Now Remus I want you to come for me,” she said.

She pushed him further down into her and that command undid Remus last semblances of control! He exploded inside her and he howled.

“Bella!” She thrust harder and faster at the sound of her name on his lips. “Bella! Bella!” Once she felt sated enough he whispered.

“I want you to come for me.”

He drove one last thrust and she thrashed her head back on the mattress and screamed.

“REMUS!”

He exploded again as she yelled out his name. And finally in one last come Bella screamed his name again, and he howled her name again as the clouds uncovered the silver sickle shaped moon outside!

~*~

Remus woke up the next morning with a marble white arm wrapped around his torso. He looked down and Bellatrix was sleeping against his chest, her black hair cascaded down her face, neck and back. Her body bruised and battered but she was smiling. She was beautiful, and if truth be told he did enjoy last night.

Tomorrow, perhaps, he’d tell Harry where to find Sirius’ murderer.

But tomorrow never came, Bellatrix could always find ways to tempt Remus to stay, and she allowed him to give into his basest desires, with Bella, Remus could be whom he wanted to be.

They eventually faded away into legend, and no one saw nor heard from either ever again!

A/N This is very much finished... thought I'd give you a complete fic!