“You didn’t really think you could outrun me, did you?” Bellatrix’s voice was low, rough with a dangerous satisfaction. Her breath was hot against the back of Hermione’s neck, sending a shiver through her as Bellatrix’s hand pushed her harder into the ground. “You didn’t even make it a challenge. Wanted me to catch you so badly, omega?”
Bellatrix’s hands moved with purpose, tugging at the last barrier between them, ripping Hermione’s undergarments away with a rough tear that left her completely exposed. Hermione gasped as the cold air hit her bare skin, but it was quickly replaced by the heat of Bellatrix’s body pressing down on her, her cock sliding against Hermione’s thigh, hot and insistent.
Her Omega instincts surged to the surface, finally unleashed, the need to be filled, to be taken, overtaking every rational thought. Despite the conflict raging in her mind, Hermione’s body responded with a raw, desperate satisfaction, a deep, aching pleasure that sent shockwaves through her as Bellatrix thrust deeper, harder.
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After taunting Hermione, Bellatrix gives her a chance to run, knowing the chase is futile. Hermione, stripped of her defenses and clothing, races through the forest, but Bellatrix catches her easily, pinning her to the ground. As Bellatrix asserts her dominance, Hermione’s Omega instincts betray her, responding to the Alpha’s control despite her mind’s desperate attempts to resist.
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Bellatrix’s grip on her hips tightened even more, pulling Hermione back onto her with every thrust, deeper, harder. “Don’t you dare hold back,” Bellatrix snarled, her voice thick with dark command. “I want to hear you. I want to hear every sound, every moan. You’re mine, muddy, and you’re going to give everything to your Alpha.” Hermione’s breath came in short, ragged gasps as she fought to keep her composure, her mind still clinging to the hatred she felt for Bellatrix, for what she represented, for the pain and destruction she had caused. But her body—her Omega—was betraying her at every turn. A low moan escaped her lips, despite her best efforts to suppress it, and she hated herself for it. But Bellatrix’s laugh was soft and full of satisfaction, a sound that made Hermione’s skin crawl and burn at the same time. “That’s it,” Bellatrix purred, her voice dripping with dark satisfaction. “Let go, little lioness. Let go and give in.”
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When the chase ends, will Hermione’s resistance crumble under the weight of Bellatrix’s Alpha dominance, or can she hold on to the last shred of control?
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