Bellatrix fell to madness. There was only the pulsation of Hermione, heavy and tight, every tentacle squeezing and releasing, massaging her as the fullness of Bellatrix’s abdomen grew tighter still. Her eyes could look forward just enough to see the rising of her midriff beneath the water, orb after orb passing deep into her core as the orgasms crashed down upon her. Whatever magic that Hermione commanded was too strong for a mortal body and Bellatrix watched with faint amusement -