Bellatrix came back to her senses rather quickly, never wanting to be one to be without control for too long. She was breathing hard as she watched her husband find his own peak, and she smirked wildly as he threw his head back with abandon. It was always amusing to see him lose control like that, and it filled her with smug pride.
Feeling spent for the moment, Bella no longer struggled against the hands that still held her firmly against the mattress. Instead, she simply watched him with rather satisfied eyes and he came down, his weight collapsing on top of hers.
Sliding out from under him, Bellatrix lay on her side, her head propped up with one arm. "There, now I feel much better. Don't you, dearest?"