Union of Three

Union of Three

Chapter 10

Harry woke to the sound of his stomach rumbling demandingly. Feeling half-starved, he quickly wriggled free off Lucius and Draco’s hold, hurriedly got dressed, and almost ran to the kitchen. He practically drooled when he saw the array of food sitting on the table, almost missing Remus’ presence entirely.

“Good morning, Harry,” said Remus cheerfully, sipping on his cup of tea.

“Oh, good morning, Moony,” said Harry absently, grabbing a plate and piling it high with delicious smelling food in front of him.

Remus raised his eyebrow at the sheer amount of food Harry had placed on his plate. “Hungry this morning?” he asked curiously.

“Starving,” said Harry, almost moaning with every bite as he devoured his food. “I didn’t eat dinner last night.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you eat this much at one time,” said Remus teasingly, watching in awe as Harry ate with a single-minded intensity.

“Can’t help it,” said Harry with a slight shrug. “I’m a growing boy and it’s good. I didn’t know you could cook this well, though.”

“I can’t,” said Remus. “Molly always sends me food when I stay here. When I mentioned that you, Hermione, and Ron were also here, she sent this staggering amount. She obviously has extensive knowledge on the appetites of ‘growing boys.’”

“After seven children, I would certainly hope so,” said Harry as he finished off his last bite and quickly grabbed some sausages, bacon, and eggs.

Severus, who had been watching from the doorway since Harry had entered the kitchen, almost choked on the tea he was drinking. “Good grief, Potter, where are you storing all that food?” he asked incredulously. He was expecting the increase in appetite because Harry’s season would start today, but this display far exceeded his expectations. For someone so slender, Harry had managed to devour enough to feed ten people.

“You heard Moony. I’m a growing boy,” said Harry defensively, quickly eating the rest of his breakfast before Snape decided to take his food away. “Besides, I was really hungry since I didn’t get to eat at all yesterday.”

Severus snorted lightly and walked to the table. He handed Harry a purple phial and said, “Take this. You’ll need it.”

“What is this?” asked Harry, opening the phial and sniffing curiously.

“Just drink the damn thing, Potter,” said Severus irritably, glaring as Harry shot him a suspicious look and reluctantly drank the potion.

“Uh, this is vile,” said Harry disgustedly, guzzling his pumpkin juice to wash away the aftertaste the potion left. “Now, what was it?”

“A contraceptive potion,” said Severus, smirking at the blush that immediately suffused Harry’s face. “I believe that your season will start today, and a pregnancy at this stage is sheer insanity.”

“So soon?” asked Harry quietly. “I thought I’d have more time to get used to this.”

“You’ve already fucked both of them, so I honestly don’t know why you’re hesitant now,” said Severus bluntly.

“Severus!” exclaimed Remus, blushing at Severus’ brusque statement to his surrogate godson. “I can’t believe you said that.”

“I’m just stating the truth,” said Severus calmly. “You seem to get along just fine with Lucius and Draco, so what is the problem?”

“Everything has just happened so fast,” said Harry. “I haven’t really had a chance to do anything but react. It’s just been one thing after another. Besides, I was double teamed the first time the mate bond was completed.”

Remus blinked at that and blushed as the image flashed through his mind. Severus just smirked at the werewolf knowingly. “All I have to say is be prepared for ten days of almost constant sex,” said Severus.

“How often do I need to take this disgusting potion?” asked Harry, scrunching up his face at the mere thought of having to drink it again.

“Just once,” said Severus, shrugging slightly. “It’s not the strongest potion, but it’s effective for two weeks.”

“Hello, kitten,” said Dougal cheerfully, sitting in the seat next to Harry. “I didn’t expect to see you today.”

“Hello, moron,” said Harry irritably, scooting his chair further away from the annoying vampire. He really wasn’t in the mood to deal with his clan leader at the moment, especially since his presence seemed to grate on his nerves even worse than usual. “And just why is that?”

Just then Lucius and Draco entered the kitchen. They paused almost imperceptibly as they passed Harry before sitting at the table to eat. Dougal hid a smirk and shook his head sadly at the blondes. “I expected better of you, Lucius,” he said regretfully. “I thought you would have the intelligence not to let the kitten out of your bed until his season was over, but alas, I overestimated your skill.”

“Shut up, Dougal,” growled Lucius, slapping the vampire on the back of his head. “People do have to eat.” He’d never admit to it, but he silently agreed with the vampire. His mate’s absence from their bed this morning had been greatly disappointing.

“And that reminds me,” said Dougal, turning back towards Harry. “Did you eat yesterday?”

“Well, let’s see. I missed breakfast because you kidnapped me; I missed lunch because Snape and Moony were driving Hermione batty; and I missed dinner because of the excitement with the locket and Nagini. So in answer to your question, no, I did not eat yesterday,” said Harry honestly. “Why?”

“No, I mean did you feed yesterday? You do realise you are supposed to drink blood from your mate at least once a day, right?” asked Dougal with concern.

“No, I actually did not know that, and no, I did not feed yesterday,” said Harry quietly.

“Kitten, you must feed from your mate everyday,” said Dougal seriously. “The longer you go without feeding, the weaker you become, and you cannot afford to be weak. Not now.”

“Don’t worry. We’ll make sure he feeds,” said Lucius, pulling Harry out of his seat and pushing him towards the door. He’d been hard pressed not to pounce on his mate as soon as he’d entered the kitchen. His mate always smelled good, but the way he smelled now just drove him crazy. Lucius lost the battle of restraint, though, when Dougal had mentioned ‘feeding’ and ‘mate’ in the same sentence. “Oh, and you might want to stay off the second floor.”

“Why the second floor?” asked Remus curiously.

“Because we don’t know if we can make it to the bedroom,” said Draco, following behind Lucius and Harry. “You should know all about that, though. Right?” He smirked as the reminder caused a blush to flare across the werewolf’s face.

*****


“Why are we in such a hurry?” asked Harry curiously, trying vainly to pull his wrist out of Lucius’ grasp. “It’s not like I’m going to die just because I missed one feeding.” Lucius and Draco stopped and stared at Harry as though he’d just grown another head. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

Lucius just shook his head and continued to pull Harry to their bedroom. As Draco shut the bedroom door, Lucius pulled Harry close and devoured the elf’s tempting lips, tongue teasingly rubbing against Harry’s fangs. While Lucius hungrily kissed Harry, Draco worked to pull off the brunette’s clothes.

Harry was down to his boxers before he realised what was happening. Before he could even think of protesting, though, Draco pulled Harry’s boxers off and buried his face between the cheeks of his arse. Draco circled the spasming little pucker teasingly, delighting in every shiver and thrust of his mate’s hips, before thrusting his tongue completely into the hungry hole.

“Oh, fuck,” gasped Harry, throwing his head back and bucking against Draco’s avaricious mouth. Lucius immediately bent down and nibbled along the side of Harry’s arched neck. Continuing his path downwards, Lucius paused briefly to lick and suck Harry’s hard little nipples, causing Harry to cry out and clench his fists in Lucius’ hair. As Lucius nibbled his way across Harry’s stomach to dip and tease the elf’s navel, Draco thrust one finger into Harry’s saliva soaked entrance. Harry could only shudder and rock against Draco’s invading finger. Draco added a second finger, scissoring and twisting them to stretch the little hole further, just as Lucius reached his goal.

Lucius licked across the head of Harry’s dripping shaft, catching every drop of the delicious liquid seeping from the tip. Taking the head of his mate’s dick into his mouth, Lucius sucked hard just as Draco finally added a third finger into Harry’s clenching channel. Harry screamed and thrust forcibly into Lucius’ mouth, pleasure searing through him and drawing his balls up tight. Lucius ran his tongue up the vein on the underside of the brunette’s shaft, and reached down to tug the tight ball sac gently. As Draco rubbed firmly on his prostate with his devilish fingers and Lucius swallowed the length of his dick, Harry tensed and shot his seed down Lucius’ hungry throat, almost collapsing on top of Lucius.

Lucius cleaned Harry’s spent dick of all traces of semen and stood quickly. Draco still had his fingers buried in Harry’s still rippling passage and reminded Harry of that fact by hitting the elf’s prostate with a quick, hard thrust. “Oh gods,” moaned Harry weakly, feeling his sated cock come quickly back to life. “You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?”

“Death by sex,” purred Draco, pulling his fingers free and positioning his dick at Harry’s loosened entrance. “But what a way to go.” He thrust into his mate, sheathing himself completely with one forceful lunge. Harry screamed as the hard thrust speared into him, ramming into his prostate and making him see stars. Lucius quickly muffled Harry’s scream with his lips, kissing his mate hungrily while his fingers stroked and pinched Harry’s nipples. Draco simply thrust into Harry’s writhing body, keeping his rhythm slow and steady and hitting his mate’s sweet spot with every thrust. As Lucius arched his throat to lick the tip of Harry’s pointed ear, Harry sank his fangs into his mate’s vulnerable throat. Lucius immediately thrust hard against Harry as the brunette drank from him, almost climaxing from that alone.

Harry slowly pulled his fangs from Lucius’ throat and licked across the puncture marks. “Hmmm, Lucius, you taste absolutely delicious,” said Harry hoarsely, bucking his hips back to meet Draco’s inward thrusts. He pushed Lucius towards the bed and pulled away from Draco, making the blonde growl as his cock left the delicious heat it had previously been buried in. Harry simply pulled Draco into a quick kiss and pushed him towards the bed as well. Lucius sprawled out in the center of the bed, and Harry crawled up between the elder blonde’s legs, determined to see if he tasted as delicious all over. Draco, eager to have his dick encased in Harry’s blistering heat once again, climbed onto the bed behind Harry and moved back into position.

Harry swiped his tongue across the slit of Lucius’ dick just as Draco thrust demandingly into his needy arse. Focusing his attention on the shaft in front of him, Harry moaned and sucked as much of that long, thick shaft into his mouth as he could without choking. Licking teasingly around the head of Lucius’ shaft, Harry delighted in Lucius’ moans and whimpers. As Harry moaned and hummed around his shaft with every thrust Draco gave into his eager arse, Lucius bucked demandingly into Harry’s voraciously sucking mouth.

Draco, feeling his release rapidly approaching, reached around Harry and grasped the brunette’s hard, leaking shaft and fisted it firmly in time to his rapid thrusts. Harry moaned loudly around the dick in his mouth as he came, swallowing Lucius’ cock to the root. The convulsive swallowing around the head of his shaft caused Lucius’ dick to erupt, sending spurts of semen down Harry’s throat. Draco shouted and thrust hard into Harry’s tightly clenching sheath and spilled his seed into the rippling depths.

“You’ve killed me,” said Harry huskily, collapsing on top of Lucius.

Draco pulled slowly out of Harry, making the elf hiss at the slight burn, and fell to the bed beside them. “You aren’t the only one, kitten. If you were any tighter, you’d cut my dick in two,” said Draco with slight leer.

“My turn next?” asked Harry sleepily, curling into a little ball in the center of Lucius’ chest just like his pet name suggested.

“I’m not going to survive his first season,” said Lucius softly, shivering slightly in remembered pleasure.

*****

Hermione finally emerged from her room around lunchtime. Unfortunately for her, her room was right next to Moony’s room, and Moony had had company last night. The constant moans, cries, and screams coming from Moony’s room had effectively kept Hermione awake a good deal of the night. It was extremely disconcerting to hear her former Potion’s professor screaming Remus’ name in sexual bliss. She hadn’t managed to fall asleep until four in the morning, and she was still tired and cranky.

She walked quickly down the corridor, stopping abruptly at the choked scream coming from Harry’s room. Afraid that her friend was getting kidnapped or hurt again, Hermione rushed to the door and slammed it open. Staring at the scene in front of her in total shock, Hermione was riveted by what she saw. Draco was kneeling on hands and knees on the bed with Harry thrusting slowly into him. Lucius was behind Harry thrusting into his mate at the same pace. Hermione just couldn’t look away from the gorgeous men on the bed, staring in rapt fascination as the thrusts gained speed and they all cried out their release.

Lucius was the first to gain sight of Hermione, smirking as he pulled his spent dick out of Harry. He leaned down and whispered something in Harry’s ear, and Hermione watched as a blush spread from his face all the way down to his nipples. Harry quickly pulled out of Draco and wrapped the sheet around his waist before turning to face Hermione.

“Hermione!” he said loudly, trying to gain her attention. Easier said than done. Her attention was still focused on all the naked male flesh still in view. “Hermione Jane Granger!”

Hermione jumped when she heard her full name and finally saw Harry standing in front of her, wearing only a sheet. Realising that she had been staring at them for a while, she blushed and averted her eyes.

“Was there something you needed?” asked Harry, hiding a smile at the panicked look on Hermione’s face.

“Uh, Harry, I thought- well, I heard- I think I’ll just go now,” stammered Hermione, backing slowly out the door before turning and running out of sight.

“For some reason, I just never knew that Granger had voyeuristic tendencies,” said Draco lewdly, stretching out on the bed in a boneless sprawl.

“Yeah, I never knew that either,” said Harry quietly, shutting the door and walking to the closet. He pulled out a pair of trousers and a short-sleeved shirt. “I’m going to go get something to eat. I’m about to starve. You coming?”

“But, kitten, I still want you,” whinged Draco. “How can you be thinking about food right now?”

“Quit whinging, Draco,” said Lucius, pulling on his trousers and shirt. “We’re going to go eat. You can stay here if you wish.”

“Fine,” said Draco petulantly, climbing from the bed and putting on his clothes. He suddenly perked up as he thought of something. “Oh well, I can always tease Granger while we’re there.”

“Draco, leave Hermione alone. She’s embarrassed enough,” said Harry reprovingly. “She doesn’t need you to make her feel worse.”

“Kitten, you’re just no fun anymore,” pouted Draco.

“Then I just won’t play with you anymore, Draco,” said Harry calmly, arching an eyebrow at the blonde. “I can still play with Lucius.”

“Wait! No, I didn’t mean it, kitten,” protested Draco. Harry just turned his nose up and stalked past Draco.

Lucius just smirked at Draco evilly. “Your loss, my gain.”

“KITTEN!” yelled Draco, running after Harry.