Magical Lineage

The letter that was delivered by Hogwarts owl read.

Dear Hogwarts Families,

The new Board of Governors has approved a new holiday calendar, which will release students one week earlier for the Winter Hols. It will no longer allow/accommodate students to spend the break at school. This new schedule reinforces the importance of family and frees up the staff that would normally have to stay to supervise or take turns chaperoning them. If a student is unable, for whatever reason, to go home for the scheduled break, then we have a list of students whose families have volunteered to host and welcome them into their home. This will allow all the staff to spend their holiday with family and friends.

All of the house elves employed by the school are free to stay in their homes, which are on the school’s grounds or leave and join their families. Potions, experiments and plants will be put on hold with varying statis charms. Animals will be cared for by a local family in Hogsmeade. Hogwarts itself will be put to slumber and warded. This allows everyone to get a well-deserved break.

Sincerely
Minerva McGonagall, Headmistress
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

With the holiday break fast approaching, Hermione was very busy between the birthday celebration and the break from Hogwarts. There was a lot to do and she was stressed and tired all the time. She was starting her second trimester, and the news of her pregnancy with the two pure blood heirs was adding to her frustration level. She didn’t tell Draco or Theo, but she had been getting some nasty letters and howlers. She had a daily argument with Fred, he wanted her to tell them. “Hermione you need to let your wizards know that someone or several someone’s are sending you nasty, and very descriptively threatening letters. Some of them are very worrisome.” She stood shaking her head. Using his ghostly bellow, “GRANGER, they need to make arrangements for your safety.”

“Fred you need to not worry so much. I’m fine. I have received nasty notes before. After the war, there were so many I didn’t even bother opening them.” He watched as she tossed them into the bin. They disappeared. The elves magic would empty the bins immediately and then contents incinerated later. “There, all gone.” Turning on her heel, indicating that she was done with this conversation. “I’m not going to worry about some small minded assholes who can’t get over that they lost the war.”

The ghost flew around the room and disappeared through the door muttering something about pig headed stubborn witches who think they know everything.

Now that he was gone and she was left with her own thoughts, she could admit to herself that a couple of the letters had made her nervous. But most of them weren’t even signed. She spoke out loud to no one. “Cowards.” It was Friday, one more week before break. She had planned on working the whole weekend, the library would be busy with students that needed to finish last minute reports or study for this week’s end of term exams. Professor Lachlan said he was working all weekend tutoring students for the potions exam, so between he and Fred they had Saturday night and all of Sunday covered. Minerva had ordered her to stay home Sunday and rest.

As she grabbed her robes and bag to head home, the fireplace flared green. Out stepped Theo. He brushed soot off his pants as he walked toward her. “Hello Kitten. I’ve come to collect you and bring you home.”

Handing him her robes and bag, she walked into his embrace and allowed herself to give in to exhaustion for just a second. When she straightened and looked into his blue eyes, there was no arguing or bringing up her suspicions that he arranged for Lachlan and Fred and even Minerva to give her time off Sunday. This man loved her and he would move heaven and earth to ensure she was happy. Well in this case rested. “Are you okay Kitten?”

Shaking her head and pushing the letters out of her head. “I’m fine Love. Let’s go home.”

In his most innocent sounding voice, “Do you have to work this weekend? I can come and help.”

“I have to work tomorrow morning, but not evening or Sunday. It seems I’m being forced to rest Sunday. Then I have my Doctor’s appointment Monday and then back here for the final week before break.”

“Theo rubbed his neck. “Are you sure you have to work tomorrow. I thought I heard professor Flitwick say he was going to be in the library all day Saturday, working on some rare charms research.”

She dropped the handful of floo powder back into the hanging bucket. “Theo, Professor Flitwick is a busy man, he has term exams this week. He doesn’t have time to do his job and watch the library. If I take too much time off, then I’m proving all of the old board members right. That witches cannot be pregnant and work.” Seeing the concern in his eyes she quickly added, “I love that you are so protective. I love that you miss me and want me to be home all weekend, but it’s only one more week.” She grabbed another handful of powder, there was a knock at the door, “Come in.”

Professor Flitwick opened the door and stepped in. Hermione threw the handful of powder back in the bucket. He spoke softly, “Hermione Dear, I wanted to let you know that I will need use of your library all day Saturday. I have some charms that need to be researched. Also, I will be holding several tutoring sessions. So, if you have any other duties you need to perform. Feel free I will watch the Library.”

Exasperated and knowing she was not going to win this fight, she nodded her head and once again grabbed the powder, finally throwing it into the floo. “Malfoy manor. Draco’s study.”

Theo turned to his former Charms professor. “Thank you, sir. I really appreciate it. She needs a good rest.”

The other man just said, “It’s my pleasure. She has always been very driven and an overachiever. You and Mr. Malfoy definitely have your hands full with that little witch.” Shaking his head and heading to the door, “Well, you had better make sure she is well rested. We do have a busy week coming up.”

When he stepped through into Draco’s study the little witch was off the ground and wrapped around the other man. He was standing by his desk with her legs were wrapped around his waist. His hands cupping her bum. She was kissing all the air out of him. Pulling away, Draco inquired, “Not that I’m complaining but is there a reason you’re kissing me like you’ll never see me again?”

Breathless, “No. I just had a rough week and long day today. I missed you both very much and I’m a little pissed at Theo right now. So, you are getting his share of my kisses.”

Theo came up behind her and pushed his cock against her backside. “Excuse me little witch why are you pissed at me?”

“I know that when you came and had dinner with me you made arrangements with everyone to ensure I had this weekend off.”

Draco didn’t react, so he must have at least known what Theo was up to. She began pushing away from him while attempting to climb down…but she was sufficiently pinned between the two men. Theo growled in her ear. “I did. I admit I approached your colleagues and even your headmistress to make arrangements for you to be off Saturday and Sunday.”

“Why?” indignation clear in her tone.

His hands began snaking around her middle and sliding up to cup her breasts that were against Draco’s chest. The blonde slowly lowered her back to her feet and watched as she leaned her back against Theo. The wizard had bent so he could keep his face right by her ear, allowing the little witch to tip her head back and run her nose along his jaw, licking and kissing the stubble there. Theo unbuttoned her collar. “Because you need a break.” He unbuttoned a second button on her blouse. “Because you are exhausted.” A third button was released, her cleavage in full view. “Because I’m tired of eating dinner with only one of my loves at a time.” A fourth button, her breasts pushed up, and putting her lacy bra on full display. “Because it’s been a week of quick finger fucks, or fast rutting and you either fall asleep or fly out the floo to work.” He gripped her blouse and ripped it open, the rest of her buttons flying around the room.

Draco crossed his arms and watched. The only indication that he was affected, as he leaned against the desk and spread his legs, was the outline of his hard dick evident through is slacks. “Sweetheart I do believe Dominant Theo is ready to play with his kitten.”

Theo turned to him. “Are you joining?”

“Not just yet. I want to watch. I do love when you remind her who owns her body. Show her who can take her holes any time he wants them.” Draco’s words hit each of them just like he wanted. Theo’s eyes were shining with ownership and Hermione’s breathless whimper showed she was ready to be used.

Theo wrapped his hand around her neck, putting pressure right on the sides, holding her in place. “I think you need to get out of your own head and refocus your mind on your wizards.” He watched as her tongue darted out and licked her lips. “It’s been a while little one, do you want to play rough”

Hermione bit her lip, dear gods she loved when her wizards took control. She could just be in the moment and feel everything they were giving her. Every decision made for her. Every responsibility theirs. She licked her lips again, noticing that Theo’s blue eyes were blown and zeroed in on her tongue. His grip tightened a little more. Not painful just firm, anchoring her to him. “Hmm. Yes Sir. I want to play rough.” Then she closed her eyes and felt the air in the room change.

Since you are being a good girl and telling me what you want, I’ll let you choose. Over my knee with your head in Draco’s lap or bent over the desk while Draco holds your hands?”

A needy whimper escapes her lips. “Over your knee please.”

“Such a Good Girl remembering her manners.” He kissed her softly. “Do you want my hand or a paddle?” He is giving her the choice but he desperately wants to use his hand, the sting from the spanking adds to his pleasure.

Her eyes close, and she begins to rub her thighs together. “Your hand please Theo, use your hand.”

Before they knew she was pregnant they began experimenting with different ‘kinks’. They found their little witch really enjoyed being submissive to both her men. Usually Draco was the alpha dominant, over both Theo and Hermione, but the raven haired wizard liked to control and own her too. Draco watches as her words please the wizard. His beautiful smile lights up the room. Horny, Dominant Theo is so fucking beautiful. Draco makes his way to the sofa and sits where he knows the spanking will take place. Watching as Theo releases his hold on Hermione’s throat. “Strip.” He gives her one command then turns and walks over to the sofa and sits next to him.

The two men watch in silence while their beautiful witch takes all her clothes off. “Hair.” Using a charm, she puts it in a plait. When she is standing naked, waiting for his next command, Theo snaps his fingers and she begins to walk over to them. “No. Crawl to your masters.” They watch as she lets out a deep sigh showing she was prepared to submit. She sinks to her hands and knees, eyes cast down looking at their feet.

Hermione felt all of the tension leave her body once she chose to be spanked over his knee and with his hand. She knew the first time they spanked her, she would enjoy it. Their control, their darker desires and needs have shown her that she sometimes needs them. Sometimes she truly craved them owning and using her. As her pregnancy has progressed so has her sexual appetite. She is very open and honest with Dr. Atwood. Not so much Healer James. Even though this healer is a little more modern, overall he still tends to be more reserved when dealing with witches. Dr. Atwood said sex can be as exuberant as she would like. As long as she didn’t do anything to injure or jar her abdomen.

When she reaches the sofa, Hermione sits back on her heals, hands clasped behind her back, tits pushed forward. This is the position Theo likes her to wait in. Draco’s eyes focus in on her nipples and he reaches down and adjusts himself. Theo leans forward and slaps her breast, sending lightning shooting through her nipple to her clit. He does the same to the other breast. His hand coming down several more times until her breasts are warm and flushed, and her nipples are hard enough to cut glass. Draco is always a little surprised to see this side of Theo. He is usually the soft cuddly one when it comes to their witch. Theo is usually submissive to Draco, or he lets the blond wizard take the lead and direct him to dominate Hermione. He watches as Theo reaches into his trouser pocked and pulls out two little metal clips. He showed them to her the other day. “Do you remember these Kitten?” She nods her head. “I can’t hear you Pet. Do you remember these?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Do you remember what they are used for?”

“Yes Sir. They are nipple clamps. They are to pinch my nipples.”

“Why would I put them on you Pet?” They have used clamps both magical and muggle on her before but these are different. They are muggle tweezer clamps that have been magically enhanced.

Licking her lips, “You said the pain from using them would give me pleasure.” Her eyes shoot up to his for a second.

“Do you not believe that Pet?”

“I’m not sure.” Biting her lip, “I don’t know.”

His voice softens. “Do you trust me Kitten?”

Instantly without hesitation. “Yes Theo.”

Draco’s throat goes dry, he is always blown away at the trust this little witch puts in both he and Theo. Watching as Theo nods his head, “Come here little one.” He taps his lap. She stands and straddle him. “These are muggle nipple clamps. Draco picked them up at that shop in London. I’ve charmed them to tighten as we play, until I command them to release. Lean back and put your hands on my knees.”

Draco watches as she does. Her tits push out and up toward Theo’s face. Cupping his cock though his pants he tells her, “You are perfect Sweetheart.” Then watches as Theo bends and licks her swollen breast buds. Laving them in turn until she throws her head back, panting and pushing her cunt against his trapped erection. He sucks one at a time, over and over, torturing her, until she cries out, her pussy grinding against him and seeking friction, her grip tightening on his knees. His voice horse, he orders her, “Come on Theo Baby. Soak his slacks in your sweet honey.” Her eyes closed, she rocks her hips faster, seeking the release that she so desperately needs. When Theo pulls the swollen nubs up and pinches them hard between his fingers. She cries out and stills. While the little witch comes down from her orgasm, her wizard places the clamps on each over sensitive nipple. Hermione cries and whimpers, as tears slip from the corners of her eyes.

Draco groans. “Those look fucking beautiful on her.” They’re tweezer clamps, her beautiful nipples are clamped between two silver bars, an emerald bead on the end. Theo slides the bead toward the middle of the bar, pinching the rods around her nipple.

His voice deep, “Are you okay Kitten?”

Hermione bites her lip and takes a moment, then in a tentative, pained voice, “Yessss.”

Reaching into his other pocket he pulls out a silver chain which he uses to connect the two clamps. Giving the chain a little tug, causes Hermione to arch and follow the pull. More tears slip down her face. “Do you like your new jewelry Kitten?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Would you like me to adorn your beautiful body with more emeralds?”

Theo watches a little furrow grace her brow, but she quickly recovers and responds, “Yes Sir.”

He pulls out another tweezer clamp and chain. “Do you know where this jeweled clamp goes?”

Draco smirks, to hide his need to laugh at her expression. Her eyes go wide, when she realizes. She begins to pant and bite her lip. But she doesn’t answer. So Theo tugs the chain connected to the clamps on her tits. “I asked you a question Kitten. Answer it or I’ll add to your punishment.”

She grits her teeth because he is still pulling on the chain. “My clit Sir. That goes on my clit.”

He releases the chain. “Good Girl. It would please me to see you wearing all your emeralds tonight.” He slides his hand down to her pussy and gently rubs her clit. “Do you want to please me Pet? Do you want to wear all your emeralds tonight?”

Her hips begin to move. Her clit enjoying the attention his fingers are giving it. “Yes Sir. Yes…But”

His hand stops playing. Her eyes fly open. Theo’s voice edged with concern, “But?”

Worrying her lower lip between her teeth, a little fear in her eyes. She has never had a clamp down there. “I’m scared it will hurt too much. What if I can’t take it? What if I disappoint you?”

His fingers begin playing with her cunt again. Slipping through her slick folds and playing with her opening. “You could never disappoint me Pet. Just ‘trying’ to wear the clamp will please me. It will please both your Masters.” Then he slips is finger inside her and she pushes down, fucking it into her needy hole. “Can I clamp this beautiful little clit? Will you wear all your emeralds tonight?”

Lifting her hips he adds a second finger and when she comes down she impales herself on them both and cries out “Yes. Please Sir all my emeralds.”

Draco’s cock feels like it is about to blow. His wizard is truly gifted at working and convincing the little witch. He tells her. “Good Girl, you are so fucking beautiful. So brave. Spread your legs wider, let Theo put your emerald on.” He watches as she spreads her knees further apart and raises her hips. Theo’s fingers slip out of her and he immediately slips them into her mouth. She knows what is expected, and sucks them clean.

Her wizard plays with her clit, pinching and pulling it. When she thinks she can’t take it anymore, he slips the clamp on and tightens it. She comes immediately. The pain is like nothing she has felt before. But it is tolerable.

“Kitten check in.”

She wants to talk but between the orgasm and the bite of the clamp, she can’t seem to get the words out. Draco’s voice, she can hear Draco’s voice telling her, “Breath Sweetheart. Give it a minute, your body will adjust.” She takes a few breaths. Yes the pain is not as intense.

Theo’s voice is commanding. “Kitten?”

Nodding her head, “I’m good. I’m…It’s fine. I’m fine Sir.” She opens her eyes to be met by the most satisfied smile on her raven haired wizard.

Theo attaches a chain to the clamp and then connects it to the chain attached to her nipple clamps. “He growls. FUCKING PERFECT. Dra look at our bejeweled toy.”

Draco reaches over and tugs on the longer chain. He smiles when she cries out as the clamps bite into her nipples and clit. “Oh I like these. Good job Theo.”

Theo cups both her breasts and squeezes them. “You look fucking magnificent.” Knees spread further apart, she pushes against him, her needy little clit is seeking friction again.. “Witch are you our Good Girl tonight or do you want to be our Slut?”

Hermione couldn’t help but push herself against his hard length, the clamp was making her clit throb. It hurt but it also felt so good to rub against him. She wanted to come again. Even though she just came, the pain of the clamps and his hard cock pushing against her core has her brain all muddled. She heard him ask her something but she was only focused on the need between her legs. Then she felt a sharp bite on the underside of her breast. Theo’s voice harsher, more demanding, “Are you a Whore or a Good Girl?”

She screamed out more in surprise than pain, “Whore. Please I want to be your Whore tonight.”

“Excellent.” Squeezing her other breast, then biting and leaving his mark there too. “Now over my knee before you make yourself come again. We gave you permission for one orgasm, then you stole another, you will have to earn your next one. Keep trying to steal them and I will have to add to your punishment.” When her eyes shoot up to his they sparkle with hope. “Your punishment will be delayed release. I will bring you to the brink and stop, over and over again. I could do that for hours all while Dra and I climax several times.”

She quickly stands and gets into position over his knee. Her clamped nipples rubbing resting on Draco’s thigh, the material of his slacks adding to the exquisite ache that she felt all the way to her clamped pussy. Draco lays her head on his lap, facing his zip, and gently pets her face, brushing any stray hairs away. “You are the most beautiful fucking whore in the whole world. Your love and trust in two unworthy snakes is unbelievable.” He brushes her lips with his thumb. “Open.” She does and he sticks two fingers in, over her tongue and down her throat. His groan is deep and animalistic, “I can’t wait to fuck this mouth and hear you choke on me.” Sliding his fingers over her tongue as he pulls them out, smearing the spit over her lips. When he pushes them back in deep she gags. But he doesn’t pull them out this time, instead he holds her tongue down, delighting as her throat begins to spasm. “There we go, my little slut. Get your throat ready for me.”

Hermione choked around Draco’s fingers, he wasn’t fucking her mouth with them, he was just holding them in the back of her throat. Before her pregnancy she had all but lost her gag reflex, but it seems her body was changing in a lot of ways. She could have cast a spell to help her with that, but both of her men loved to hear her choke on them. While Draco played with her mouth, Theo had been gently petting her ass and playing with her back entrance. She felt warm lube on her opening and his fingers pushing in and stretching her. Good Godric she loved when he played with her there. No longer hiding her desires she moaned loudly around Draco’s fingers and pushed her ass up asking for more. This movement pulled the chain which pulled on her clit, which caused her to jolt. Theo chucked as he spread cheeks apart, “I’m going to put your pretty little emerald jewel in this hole..” And with those words she felt the cold tip of a metal plug. She didn’t have to see it to know it was probably silver and the jewel probably matched her new clamps. Since finding the ‘muggle sex store’ Draco had been obsessed with adorning her with various body jewelry and insertion toys. She felt the plug slip into place. She felt him kiss and nip each of her ass cheeks.

Theo nodded his head to Draco, letting him know that he was ready to begin her spanking. Watching as the blonde slides his fingers out of her mouth and smears them over her cheek. After casting a ‘scourgifying’ charm, Theo slips his hand down to her pussy and gently pets her silty slit, being sure to ‘bump’ the clamp. “This is for your pleasure, relax and let go. Give yourself to us and let us use you like the little whore you are.” Casting a charm, which will hold her in place. “Hands.” She puts them both behind her back, using the same charm he locks them in place. “Give Dra your beautiful tears.” With those final words his hand came down hard on her ass.

Hermione heard the smack, before she felt it. Her ass cheek stung, but before she can say or do anything there are more blows to her bum, over and over. Her ass was on fire. Draco’s grey eyes were looking deep into hers.

Theo’s hand struck her round globes, harder and harder, he alternated between them. Striking from the tops of her bum to the tops of her thighs. After twenty spanks, he checked in with her. “Do you need to say your safe word?”

Draco brushed her tears with his thumb and put it into his mouth. “Fucking delicious.” A small sob escapes her. “Little witch, do you need to tell Theo your safe word?”

Her lips trembling and voice cracking, “No.”

Theo gently rubbed each cheek softly, admiring the pink hue to her skin. When the word slipped from her lips, he brought his hand up and began the spanking again. These strikes harder and more concentrated. Each one sharper than the previous one, he was careful to not strike the plug. His holding charm was loose enough to allow her to squirm, but not so loose that he would accidently striking her anywhere other than her ass. He watched as her skin went from pink to light red. Noticing that she was beginning to grind her center against the his thigh. Stopping after another twenty, he slipped his fingers down her crack to her pussy. She was soaked. As he pushed two fingers into her he watched as her face pushed against Draco’s crotch.

Draco’s cock was straining in his slacks, pinned in place by his muggle boxers. Hermione had pushed her face against it, so his left hand slipped to the back of her head pushing her face harder against him. She was finding her happy place. The place where her body is so stimulated, she reaches a level of pure bliss. Theo was bringing her to the brink of letting go. She was almost there. He watched as her hips tpried to hum Theo’s thigh again and her face rubbed against his groin. He could feel her hot breath through his slacks against his balls, she was sucking the material into her mouth, searching for his cock. Grabbing her braid, he pushes her face harder into him, “Fucking little slut. So hungry for my cock.”

“Hmmm. Mmmm. Please Please Pleeeeease.”

Theo pushed his finger back in and began fucking her hard. “Little whore wants to suck on cock while my fingers fuck her needy little hole.” Her slight movements show how badly she needed to be filled.” Her cries and pleas growing more desperate. Theo pulled his fingers out, her cry of “No.” was music to his ears. She was almost ready. Running his finger up her slit to her tight pucker. He began to play with the plug, tapping it, he cast a charm that made it vibrate in her. Smiling when her begging became crying. “Perfect little slut. So fucking needy. You love all your holes fucked and filled don’t you?”

“Yesss. Yessss. Please Sir. Please.” Pleading whimpers. Every nerve in her body was alive, she wanted her men. No, she NEEDED her men. Her ass was on fire, but the plug in her ass was vibrating and distracting her. Draco’s hand on the back of her head grounded her. Her pussy needed to be filled. Not sure he heard her she began screaming, “YES. YES. PLEASE MASTER. PLEASE. PLEASE.” She begged.

His voice deep, strained. He was fighting his own need. “We’re almost done. Spread your legs, I want to watch your cunt drip.” She opened her legs and lifted her bum so he had a perfect view of her swollen lips. The plug sparkled up at him and the clamp on her clit was shiny with her juices.

Draco growled to Theo. “Finish this. I need to fuck our toy.”

The wizard began spanking her again and his blows began to include her pussy. On his tenth strike she screamed out and he watched as her cunt tried to grasp on to anything and milk it. She was coming. He roughly pushed three fingers in deep and began stroking her front wall. With his other hand he pushed on the plug. She screamed out his name and he cast an enlargement charm, growing the plug, stretching her ass just enough to push her over the edge. Pushing his fingers deep, her pussy locked around his fingers and he felt a flood of her warm honey coat him. Stroking her through her orgasm, she was contently mewling.

Draco watched as Theo pulled his fingers from the little witch and licked her essence off. His mouth watered, “Share.” Then he had the wizard’s fingers in his mouth, his tongue coated in the best thing he had ever tasted. Hermione’s cum was fucking delicious before, but since she became pregnant, it was like an additive elixir. “Fucking hell that is heavenly.”

Theo released her from the holding charm. Both men began to gently move her, Theo lifted her up into his arms and laid her on the sofa. Draco transfigured the sofa so the back was gone and the cushions were wider. Theo positioned her right in the middle. Pushing both her knees apart, spreading her open, her pussy swollen and red from his spanking and her orgasm. Her clit pinched tight in the clamp. The emerald jewel plugging her. He dropped to his knees and buried his face in her. As his tongue dove into her opening, a growl escaped him, “Ours.” Lick, “You. Are. Ours.” Lick “Our witch.” Lick “Our woman.” Lick “Our submissive Pet” Lick “Our Whore.” Lick “Our Princess.” Growl, Lick “OURS.”

Draco touched her abused nipples. The clamps were pinching her so tight they were like hard red little cherries. Waiving his hand both he and Theo’s clothes vanished. He watched as Theo licked and sucked her pussy like a possessive hungry animal. Facing Theo, he straddled her face, putting his balls over her mouth. “Suck them.” Her arms reached up wrapping around he thighs, her hands gripping his ass. He felt her tongue begin licking and playing with them. Finally she opened wide and sucked them in. “Fuck. Such a perfect whore. So talented.” He stroked his cock over her tits. “First you are going to suck my balls. Then I’m going to fuck that dirty little mouth.” He lifted the chain over his cock, as he stroked is shaft, the movement pulled on all of her clamps. She stopped sucking. His voice a menacing timber. “I will slap your clit clamp if you don’t continue your job Whore.” To prove his point he pulled the chain harder. She immediately began laving his sack.

Theo watched as the wizard stroked his beautiful cock while she slurped and sucked his balls. The blonde slid his hand up the length of his cock to his slit pushing precum out. He swiped his thumb over it and offered it to him. He eagerly licked it clean. The combination of Draco and Hermione’s cum fueled his hunger. Draco watched his wizard’s eyes darken as he once again began devouring their little witch. He slid his hands to her breasts and squeezed the soft globes, pushing all the blood to her tortured nipples.

Hermione was so stimulated she felt like she was going to explode. Wanting to be used by both her men. Draco tasted so fucking good, his balls filling her mouth, she sucked hard and licked them. Allowing them to slip out of her mouth she slide her tongue back, licing at his perinium and finally found his pucker. Using her hands she spread his cheeks open and licked his opening. The minute her tongue touched his hole the grip on her breasts tightened. Her tits were so sore and when he touched them the pain was exquisite. Theo’s tongue was lapping at her pussy while his hands pushed her sore ass into the cushion, the material adding to the delicious pain. The plug, no longer vibrated but it made her feel full. She needed them inside her. she wanted to be used. She felt needy and wanton. She wanted to be their whore. It allowed her to give them all the power to do what they wanted to her. Her body was their plaything. Their toy. She knew they would give her everything she needed.

Theo watched over her mound as Draco flicked her clamps. He loved watching Dra play with their girl. She was so submissive tonight, he knew she needed to give up control and let them play with her. He flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue. Biting the clamp. Her cries were muffled by her mouthful of Draco’s balls. Theo couldn’t take the vision anymore, he pushed to his knees. “Pick a hole.”

Smiling Draco tapped her mouth with his cock, “I want to fuck her dirty little mouth.”

Theo smacked her pussy, “Hands and knees slut. I’m going to pound that sweet pussy while I finger fuck your beautiful asshole.” His words lighting her up. She wanted to be used. She needed it. Their dirty words brough her closer to climax as much as their physical touches did. She positioned herself between them. Draco lay himself under her face, his legs spread his cock positioned under her face. She felt Theo push between her shoulder blades. “Open. Fuck Draco’s cock with your mouth.” Doing as she was told, she lowered her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head and then, licking and sucking until he was deep in her throat.

Her sore ass was in the air. Holding her hips, he notched his head at her opening, she knew he was not going to go slow or be gentle. She didn’t want gentle. She wanted hard. She wanted her men to use her. With Draco’s head in the back of her throat, she felt Theo slam into her, his balls slapping her abused clit. His big hand landing a stinging slap to her already pained skin, shooting a spark right to her clit. She came with no warning. Her pussy locking around Theo’s cock and squeezing.

Holding himself deep. Letting his girl ride out her release. Theo pulled at the plug, “Bear down.” She felt it slip out and instantly felt bereft, empty. Before her body could close, his big hands grabbed her cheeks and held her open. “Fucking hell.” Then she was filled again. This time with his fingers. He fucked her ass as he began to rut into her pussy. Her core began tightening, already trying to building to her another release.

Draco watches as his cock disappears into her warm wet mouth. Her lips stretched around him. Laying back he watches as she fuck is cock with her mouth. Doing exactly what Theo told her to do. Their little witch took instructions so well. She always wanted to please. When they were in school he so badly wanted to tell her to drop to her knees and suck him off in the library. In the great hall. In the courtyard. In the dungeons. On the quidditch pitch. Now that he knows she wanted them back then he wonders if she would have sucked his cock if he had told her to. He ordered her, “Take a breath.” Only giving her a second to follow his direction, he pushed her head down and held her in place. Feeling her throat open up for him he pushed in further and felt her throat spasm around him. Small choking noises vibrated through his shaft to his balls.

Theo saw Draco holding her head in place. Two fingers fucking her ass while he drives his cock in and out of her dripping cunt. He can feel her walls tightening, nodding to Draco, letting him know that she was close. He wasn’t going to last as long as he would like but she was bordering on over stimulation. Her walls began to flutter. He really wanted to draw two more orgasms out of her. He spoke as she tightened around him and began trying to milk him. “Such a perfect little Gryffindor slut. So greedy for my snake. Trying to milk all that Slytherin cum into your tight little holes, while my fingers are fucking your needy little ass.”

Draco released her and then instructed her again to “Take a breath.” He repeated the deep throat fucking. Throwing his head back, trying to stave off his own release. Theo stilled, allowing her to once again lock her muscles around his cock and come. Draco watched them until he began fucking her cunt again. His need taking over, he lifted her head, “Hands on my wrists. I need to fuck. Hold my wrists, if I’m too rough and you need me to stop, pinch me.” He wasn’t sure if she was understanding what he was saying. Her eyes were blown and spit was connecting her mouth to his cock. Her mouth was open and her tongue was out, welcoming. This was his Princess, his love, his Sweetheart. But right now, she was his Whore. “I need to know you understand me.” There it was the slightest nod, and a blink. Maneuvering her head lower so his cock was inside laying against her tongue. Bending his knees, planting his feet on the floor, he held her head in place and began fucking up into her mouth. He was using her, pushing as far in as he could. Fucking her throat.

The witch felt her body buzzing. Her vision was becoming a blinding white. She felt Draco fucking her face, holding her and using her mouth for his pleasure. Theo was close, his fingers deep in her back hole, while his cock rutted hard into her pussy. She didn’t think she could come again, but as she felt Draco push down her throat and release his warm cream. As Theo buried his pulsing cock to the hilt and began to fill her, using magic he pulled the chain connecting the clamps, ripping them off without loosening them, the pain shot through her, straight to her core. “Come Baby. Come one more time.” Her body obeyed. The manor vibrated, the grounds shook. All of the windows in the study blew out. The soufflé in the oven fell.

That night, they were served cold sandwiches and salad. Even after many apologies. Tipsy was not speaking to any of them.

Saturday, they lounged in bed. Ate breakfast with Narcissa. Hermione dozed while reading in the window seat in the library. She woke to find Theo on his knees sucking Draco off. When he finished, he then proceeded to eat her pussy, while Draco sucked his cock. They had lunch in the game room while the wizards tried to beat her at wizards chess. She was undefeated.

She was reading a letter from Molly Weasley, inviting them all to the Burrow for Christmas Eve when Jaxson came running into the room. “Hermione. Hermione.” He wrapped his little arms around her.

“Hello little wolf wizard. How are you today?” she hugged him back.

“I’m good. I’m here to have dinner. Daddy said we are eating dinner here and then we are going with Mommy Cissy to sleep at Mommy Drom’s house. Teddy and I are going to play with potions tonight. Daddy has funny ones that turn our hair different colors.”

Draco and Theo looked up from their books. “What did you call Cissy and Dromeda?” Theo inquired?

Just then Narcissa walked in holding Dams’ hand. “Mommy Cissy and Mommy Drom.” She arched an eyebrow at her sons.

Draco smirked, “Is there something you three need to announce?”

Shaking his head, “No.” He shrugged his shoulder, “Well at least not yet. But I promise to get the blessing of the head of the noble houses of Malfoy, Black and Nott when there is.”

Hermione smiled, the older wizard had said, when, not if. Just then she felt a flutter in her tummy. Jaxson put his hand on her stomach. No one else reacted. Realizing he either heard or sensed the babies first movements because of his lycanthrope condition, she put her finger to her lips. “Shhhh. It’s our secret.” When she looked up, Theo was watching them.

Dromeda and Teddy joined them for dinner. As Theo watched them prepare to leave, he took Dam aside. “I want your opinion on a dreamless sleep draught for pregnant witches.”

Concern in the older man’s eyes. “Is Hermione alright?”

Theo nodded. “Yes, it’s just I think she is starting to have some bad dreams. She doesn’t seem to remember them when she wakes, but I’m concerned. She can’t take the normal draught, it’s not good for the babies. But I thought maybe I could adjust it or tame it, so that it could help her rest. She is always so fucking tired. Today alone she napped three times. I wonder how the hell she stays awake at work all day.”

Dam placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, “Show me what you have and maybe I can help.” Turning to Narcissa and Dromeda, “I have to help Theo in his lab. You four go to Dromeda’s, I won’t be long.”

The two witches and two little boys left through the parlor floo, leaving Draco and Hermione alone. He put his hand out to the little witch. “Come let’s go take a nice long soak. Theo will find us when he is done with Dam.”

The two went to the master bath. He slowly undressed her and then she returned the favor. Her finger ran over the sectumsempra scar on his torso. He noticed the sad look on her face, “What is it Sweetheart?”

Tears glistened in her eyes. “I was…” Her voice caught, as she closed her eyes, he watched one tear slip down her cheek. He kissed the tear away. “I was already falling in love with Fred. But I was so drawn to you. Well, you know I shared that memory. I followed you. I warned Theo to watch out for you. Then Harry…Harry…” Her finger once again traced the scar, and a sob escaped. “I felt the babies move tonight. Jaxson either sensed them or heard them. That was our secret.”

Draco smiled, “What did it feel like?”

“It was a little flutter, like when you swoop down on your broom.” She looked into his eyes. “Draco, I almost lost you before I even knew I loved you.” I almost didn’t have these babies growing inside me.” Tears slid down her face, glistening in the candlelight. “I would be dead right now. Your father would have killed me. Theon would have killed Theo.” Sobs shook her body. “Our babies would never…”

Draco’s mouth covered hers. His kiss comforting. “Shhh. I’m here. Theo’s here. You’re here.” Then putting his hand on her small bump. “Our babies are here. They are safe. No one will every hurt them. Draco looked up to see Theo standing in the doorway.

He had heard everything. Vanishing his clothes, he joined them. Standing behind her, his arms wrapping around them both. “No one will ever hurt this family. Dra and I will protect you and our children always.” He kissed Draco then tipped her head to softly kiss her. “The war is over. We won. Our children will grow up in a magical world that is filled with light, and love and happiness.”

After their long bath, they made love to each other. The three joining. Theo hoped he could hold her tight enough to stave off any bad dream that threatened his witch tonight.