Re: The Taming of the Raven
Belvina's hex ended and all of a sudden pain assaulted her system as she realised how much her body was hurting. The pleasure... All of it had been a lie, a pretence just as she'd thought. Now that she could feel what had been done for her...
It was a good job she could brew potions.
Her eyes were dulled as he played with her and she breathed deeply, trying not to feel sick. All she could feel was sharp pains and dull aches and it made her feel simply horrid. Brutalised. And in the worst way possible as Rabastan and Fenrir knew only too well. They had made her want it, albeit through a hex, and they had made her beg. Belvina Black didn't beg for anyone let alone this pair.
When they said she had to return to the party, she looked alarmed. Go back? After this? Or go back to Lestrange Manor?
"How long do I have to stay for?" she asked, not speaking in her usual haughty tone. "Can I leave after the dinner?" She hesitated before adding another word. "Please?"