The Storm

A/N: Well here it is; sorry for the wait. I suck at updates, but I hope this is really good. I hhad a virus on my computer around finals time so yeah, it's been sucky. I have the majority of the story mapped out and so there should be faster updates from now on. So I really hope you enjoy this.


Chapter Four -


Hermione’s eyes widened as she felt Severus bottom out in her, pushing her further down on his lover’s hard cock. Hermione was careful to keep her throat relaxed and open so that she didn’t choke this time, but there was still just so much of the blond wizard to fit in her mouth that it was difficult. Even though Lucius could not fit all the way down Hermione’s throat, as he was just too long and thick, it was still one of the most amazing feelings he had ever had. He rode her throat as hard as he dared allow himself, flexing his fingers in the tangle of her hair.

Hermione felt Severus torturesly begin to pull out, inch by inch. She moaned low in her throat, rolling vibrations down into Lucius’ pelvis. He hissed as the pleasure rolled through his body, grabbing her curls tighter. Severus was almost all the way out, just his tip poised at her entrance. He paused, watching her opening quaver around him. He sneered sadistically, knowing that both his lovers were waiting for him to continue, waiting on him to decide what would happen next. He could practically feel Hermione salivating around his lover’s cock, reveling in the knowledge that he was helping to cause these responses in them.

Instead of thrusting back into her as his body screamed at him to do, he awarded her ass with a stinging slap, causing more of Lucius to disappear down her throat as she nearly gagged on him.

Lucius locked eyes with the Potions professor. A hungry lust blazed from his obsidian eyes, a look of domination taking residence in those deep, black eyes.

Severus had no problems exploiting the desires and lusts of his lovers, knowing that in the end not only would he benefit but they all would and for different reasons. Lucius needed the love. He needed to know that he was wanted and that those he wanted, wanted him back. He needed to feel respected and powerful, but in the end he just wanted someone to love him.

Hermione needed to be taught and disciplined. She needed a firm hand and those who had had her before hadn’t known how to handle her. They hadn’t given her what it was she need, or craved. Granted, they had just been lusty boys who had seen a ripe and willing girl, but she was so much more then that. She was a woman with her own minds and desires.

Severus was more then happy to cater to both of their needs and desires, knowing in turn that they would fully give themselves to him.

With that thought and promise on his mind, he pushed firmly back into Hermione’s quavering body. She moaned once more around the cock in her mouth. Lucius found it harder to control himself then he anticipated, wanting nothing more then to punish her throat with his hard, slick flesh. Severus set a furious pace that Lucius was only too happy to follow, the two dark wizards rocking her back and forth between them, like a giant game of tug of war with her body as the rope.

It seemed they were both winning and she was the one losing.

Even if it didn’t feel she was.

Lucius suddenly pulled out of her mouth, sitting back on the bed. He tried to catch his breath as he wiped a hand across his sweaty brow. He watched with greedy eyes as Severus continued to pound into the young witch. The truth was, he had been close to finishing in her mouth and he didn’t want his fun to end that way. So he sat back and watched his two lovers fucking each other senseless, casually stroking his still hard flesh.

Severus looked absolutely determined and fierce as took their young lover, his face screwed up into a frighteningly arousing snarl. Sweat dripped from his face and chest, his muscles straining with the force of pounding into Hermione as punishingly as he could. Lucius loved how the two of them looked together, delighting in the grunts and groans that bubbled up from their throats, the hisses and curses that escaped their parted lips.

Hermione’s hair had fallen into complete disarray, wisps clinging to her glistening forehead. Her breasts hung, heavy and full, as they swayed in time to Severus’ thrusts. He knew her muscles were straining as well, flexing under her perfect skin.

He could watch them fuck for hours.

Heavy, dark eyes locked back with his own again. Lucius watched Severus pull out of Hermione’s straining body, watching her slump down to the carpet. The dark wizard slapped her ass and then stood, his cock hard and gleaming with Hermione’s juices.

“Be a doll and climb on Malfoy’s cock for me,” Severus ordered, never breaking eye contact with the blond man. When Hermione didn’t move, remaining on her knees and gulping down air, Severus picked her up and bodily threw her at Lucius. The momentum knocked them backwards onto the bed, achieving Severus’ goal.

“You would do well to remember that you belong to me,” he looked at Lucius. “Both of you, and it would be wise to do what I say.” He slapped her ass once more, harder then he had before, hard enough to leave an angry red hand print on her white, fleshy globe. She groaned at the feeling, moving ever so slightly over Lucius. Her dripping, wet opening rubbed against Lucius’ overly sensitive flesh and he hissed, grabbing Hermione’s hips and pushing her harder against him, grinding up into her flesh with his hard arousal.

Severus watched the interaction attentively, salivating at the way Hermione ground herself back into Lucius. She was dripping down on him, unabashedly moving against him. Severus grabbed his cock and walked to the front of the bed, slowly climbing on as he tried to retain some composure.

Lucius was so into what Hermione was doing, was so wrapped up in the feeling of her hot, wet opening rubbing over his hard cock and her tightened nipples rubbing against his skin that he didn’t notice where Severus was. It wasn’t until his lover’s hard, red cock was poking at his lips that he looked up, finding Severus clutching to the headboard with one hand and wrapping his other around his cock.

“Suck.” Severus commanded, moving his hand off his stiff flesh and tangling it in the blond locks of his lover, pushing his lover’s head into his springy, black curls. Lucius took in a deep breath of the younger man’s musky smell and opened his mouth, rolling his eyes in the back of his head asthe taste of Hermione and his lover mingling in his mouth.

Hermione, for her part, could only watch. It was quite possibly the single most arousing thing she had ever seen in her life. Her body tingled and quavered as she watched Lucius swallow her professor down, her eyes glazing over in hazy lust. She couldn’t move, couldn’t think, as she watched her dark lover dominate the other man in her life. She could feel herself drooling at the sight but there was nothing else she could do. Her pussy throbbed as she watched the two men, wanting to somehow join them but afraid of moving, afraid of shattering this beautiful and gloriously depraved moment.

But the decision was going to be made for her; she was nearly sure of that.

And she was right.

Lucius managed to grab Hermione’s hips and lifted her up, then impaled her on his stiff cock. She gasped as her thighs smacked against his, her eyes open wide as Severus swiveled his head towards the sound, smirking at the look on her face. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth had formed a soft ‘O’ as Lucius began to bounce her up and down on him, his mouth not coming off of Severus for one second. If Hermione’s brain had been functioning at that moment, she would have been astounded that he could do that, but all she could think of was how good it felt to have him buried deep inside her.

She recovered and, almost as if snapping out of a trance, began to ride him furiously. She slammed down on him and then rose, clenching her muscles around him as she rose nearly completely off him before slamming down again. Lucius took one hand off her ass and began massaging Severus’ cock. There was about half an inch that didn’t fit in his mouth and down his throat, a feat that shocked and surprised Hermione. Then again, they had been lovers for longer then Hermione realized.

Severus abruptly pulled out of his lover’s mouth, a thick string of saliva dripping down from his cock to Lucius’ swollen, red lips. Hermione groaned at the image and the two wizards turned to her. Lucius’ pale face was flush with color, his cheeks especially red. There was a look in his eyes that meant he was completely gone, lost to the lust that only Severus could seem to rouse in him.

Severus hit him on the side of his face with his dick, a tiny drop of pre-come landing on his lover’s perfect face. Hermione blanched; surprised that Lucius would allow him to do that.

“Don’t look so surprised. He always lets me do what I want,” those dark eyes of her former professor were trained on her and she shuddered at the dangerous and lustful glint in them. “Just as you will soon be more then happy to.” Hermione wanted to argue, to rile against him and say that she would never do what he wanted.

But wasn’t that Lucius Malfoy pummeling into her soaked pussy and wasn’t that Severus bloody Snape whose cock had just been shoved down his throat?

“I know what you’re thinking, love, without even having to enter your mind. You will do what I say because I can open up desires in you that you have long hidden from yourself.” He was beginning to circle the bed now, Lucius’ clear blue eyes still blazing with lust and something else. It seemed almost to be a certain kind of sadness, as if he was losing something dear to him. “You want things that no other wizard can offer you. And although Malfoy tries, he will never give you the pleasure I can bestow on you.” Severus’ voice had descended into a slow, deep purr. It seemed to have the same affect on Lucius that it had on Hermione, as the couple fucking on the bed both moaned at the sound of his voice. Severus smirked and then disappeared from Hermione’s sight. “If you could only see the way you look, thrusting into her stretched, abused hole.” Hermione felt heavy hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks apart. Lucius moved his hands to her tits, playing with her nipples as the hands behind her tickled her puckered hole, tracing the tight ring of muscles back there.

Hermione had never been fucked back there. Ron had wanted to try but it had been her one no-no. Obviously Severus had a thing for anal sex, but Hermione did not. She wasn’t sure if she wanted this or not. She wasn’t sure if she could even say no, the pleasure she was feeling was just too intense, with Lucius stretching her out and Severus oh so cautiously rubbing her hole.

The fingers on her ass slowly slipped away. She tried to turn around to see what was happening but she felt something even stranger. A hard, wet tongue was poking at her hole, becoming firm and slipping past the ring of muscle there. She squirmed, gasping at the sensation. Lucius twisted her nipples, trying to keep her focused, but she found that she just couldn’t remain focused on him. The sensation was too new, too raw, too pleasurable for her to think, let alone focus on fucking Lucius.

Lucius raised his eyes to try and look over Hermione’s body to see if he could catch his lover’s black gaze, but it was to no avail. His lover was buried deep in between Hermione’s spread ass, and there was nothing he could do.

Except make her fuck him.

He started to jackhammer up into her body again, ceasing the gentle rocking motion they had fallen into. Hermione moaned as she felt Lucius’ powerful cock slamming into her again, her body beginning to bounce up and down on his once more. Severus knew what he was doing and so he pulled back from Hermione’s body, frowning over her body down at Lucius. The elder Malfoy could be such a petulant child when he wanted to be.

Severus sighed and accio’d his wand. Hermione started as she felt the tip of something enter her ass and then sighed at the clean and cool feeling that overcame her. Severus knew that Hermione was ambivalent about the whole thing, but he would take care of her.

Even if he didn’t care for her, he would never want to hurt her.

He slid the tip of his wand out of her and then crouched down low behind her. Lucius looked up at his lover and sighed inwardly. Severus really would do anything to show his dominance, even possibly damage their lover.

Severus pushed slowly into Hermione, getting on inch in and then stopping. Hermione had read about this and tried not to clench up, knowing that would only make it worse. She took a deep breath and leaned her head down on Lucius’ shoulder. Severus watched her body shudder and then saw her nod. He took that to mean she was ready and so he pushed another inch and a half inside of her, stopping so that she could breath.

They continued this pattern until Severus was all the way inside of her. Lucius had stopped moving and the three of them just laid there, barely breathing as Hermione’s body adjusted to the feeling of being stretched by her two lovers. She was surprised by the tenderness they were showing her, knowing that it was unlike Severus to take such care and patience with his lovers.

Or maybe this was exactly who he was. In that moment, all Hermione could do was feel the deep ache that the two men gave her as her body stretched and pulsed around them.

When she felt that she was ready, she began to rock between them. She was further
surprised when Severus continued to remain still, and it was Lucius that started to rock with her. It was Lucius that moved within her, causing her in retrospect to move along Severus as well.

It was like nothing she had felt before. The pleasure she felt was the most intense thing that had ever fallen over her. It was every forbidden fruit rolled into one, every secret glance in a hallway or stolen kiss in a classroom. It went beyond her young fumblings. It went beyond anything she could imagine. Her body literally felt on fire and she felt like she was being pulled into a world of carnal dreams that should never exist in this world.

And then Severus began to move.

Hermione found that she could no longer control herself. She flung her head back and began to ride the men as they surely wanted her too. She threw everything she had into her body, rocking between them until she lost herself to the sensation. Hands groped her breasts; sticky fingers found her clit and pulled. Fingers drug down her back, scratching her and leaving angry red welts. And she still rode between them fast and furiously, riding them until her vision was nearly gone.

And then it happened. She screamed as loud as she could, pleasure like she had never felt rushing over her body as she came, sweetly screaming between the two men. Lucius was not that far behind her, riding out her climax and only coming himself once she had gotten her pleasure. He shot his seed deep into her body as gratification rushed through his body, out the top of his head and down through his toes. He threw his head back as well, losing all sense of decorum to the lovely sensations the young witch brought him.

Severus continued to move, pumping himself steadily into Hermione’s body. For what she was worth, she realized he had yet to finish and took his powerful thrusts, bouncing back on his cock as he took her. He roughly sped up his thrusts, slamming her ass until he, too, lost himself in the pleasures of her body and gripped her hips, slamming her ass back into his thighs as he erupted inside her, snarling out his own pleasure as she convulsed around him.

The three collapsed on the bed, Hermione snuggling down in between them. They were so exhausted that they didn’t even pay attention to the fact that they were cuddling up against each other on Severus’ oversized bed.

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