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The Pack	By : Suziesu74 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 55787 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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Hey everyone…. Sorry for delay …but on with the show J
On a personal note I was 40 last month…so happy birthday to me…extra smut for everyone!
Warnings…bestiality threesome…attempted sexual assault (sorry for that one but it’s part of the plot).

The warm cocoon of dreams wrapped itself around Harry as he drifted aimlessly through sensations and smells that filled his senses. Memories of the heady scents of sex permeated everything around him, three now familiar scents seemingly burning themselves into his very soul. The animal side of him at the forefront as his wolf bathed in the intensity of the growing need.
Mates
Harry railed against the yearning that grew and grew as he tried to fight it, the need, no, the uncontrollable desire washed over him. Desires building and igniting his senses as he wallowed in the memories of skin against skin, heat on heat and the warmth of another alongside his flesh. Opening his eyes and taking in the sight of the heavy moon hanging in the sky, its light bathing his nude body. The rays almost giving off a heat of its own and he took a deep breath, stretching luxuriantly, enjoying the sensations of muscle awakening as his blood raced. He sensed the wolf before he took in the vision, a large dark wolf approaching him with glowing amber eyes.
Moony
Sitting up and opening his arms open to embrace the wolf, its fur rubbing deliciously against his heated skin. A cold wet nose and warm tongue lapping across his face, a sloppy kiss on Harry’s mouth. Harry couldn’t hold in the moan as his tongue peeped out to follow the wolf’s rougher tongue, a string of saliva linking them as Moony pulled away. A soft huff emerging from the wolf as he nudged against Harry’s shoulder, pushing the teen to lie down. A shiver of anticipation went through Harry and his cock twitched with need, no longer ashamed or frightened of these feelings that burned through his body.
“Moony.” He whispered and the wolf licked across his lips again before moving down to run his tongue delicately over Harry’s peaked nipples, Harry moaned arching his back at the feeling. Moony’s hot breath washing over the wet nubs and Harry thrust his hips up against the rougher underfur of the large wolf. The wolf’s engorged shaft dripping onto Harry’s own rigid member, the earthy scent of sex filling the air around them. Complete and all-consuming lust lit a fiery path within Harry and he ran his fingers through Moony’s soft fur while pulling the wolf closer to him. A soft whimper spilling from his lips as the slick head of the wolf’s cock rubbed against Harry’s own length. A low purr of excitement reverberated in the werewolf’s throat and Harry licked at the tilted neck, biting softly and Moony growled.
Mine
That single minded thought the only thing in Harry’s mind as he increased the pressure of his teeth against Moony’s throat, his canine teeth worrying the fur covered skin. The wolf yipped happily and allowed Harry to nuzzle deeper as the teen felt his canines elongating. His new teeth broke the skin lightly, the earthy heady taste of Moony’s blood tantalising his taste buds and igniting a furnace in his veins. Harry moaned as the blood washed over his tongue and Moony howled, rutting down and sliding his dripping cock against Harry’s hip. The sensation of running his fingertips through soft fur made him sigh, pulling blood stained lips away from the wolf’s flesh and tipping his head back, a low howl spilling from his mouth. A tingle of desire travelling along his spine as a distant cry answered his, Moony breaking the embrace to scent the air. The large wolf sniffed the air before throwing its head back and renting the night sky with a howl of pure need.
Pack…mate
Lucy walked from the woods, the moonlight dancing off her naked skin and Moony’s slowly approached her as she smiled. Harry felt his cock twitch in the cooler air at the sight of the unafraid woman crouching down in the dewy grass. His heart raced as she leant on her forearms presenting herself to the now salivating wolf, amber yellow eyes taking in the vision. Harry could smell her arousal filling the air and robbing him of his breath, the scent infusing with his desire. Moony mirrored Harry’s need as he nuzzled between her thighs. Lucy whimpered and spread her legs further to allow the wolf to lap at her. The rich aroma of her need consuming Harry as he reached down to slowly stroke his rigid cock. Moony nuzzled deeper and Lucy threw her head back and howled at the shining moon that hung heavy in the sky. Harry’s eyes flared with fire and Lucy’s blue eyes matched the heat as they flashed yellow. Lucy’s body arched as she stretched out her arms and brushed her hardened nipples against the grass, spreading her legs wider offering herself to the grunting wolf. Gold amber eyes looked up to meet Harry’s hungry gaze as if asking permission and Harry moaned.
“Yes.” His voice almost alien with lust and Lucy echoed the words, Moony mounting her hips and driving forward with a sharp thrust. Harry almost screamed with pleasure at the sounds of bliss that spilled from Lucy’s lips as Moony thrust harder, driving her body lower, her hips tilted forward at the force of their lovemaking.
Harry felt his body shaking with yearning, his green eyes shifting to a golden yellow as the change washed over him. Skin thickened and bones reshaped, the pleasure outweighing the pain as shook his head to clear his thoughts. The night alive with colour and scent, adjusting to being on all fours he prowled over to the rutting couple. Moony was growling his pleasure and Lucy whimpering with desire. The perfume of their combined scent was intoxicating to Harry in his wolf form. He nuzzled Lucy’s throat and she lifted her head, presenting her neck.
“Yes…yes.” She breathed, Moony howled and drove harder into her. Her screams filled with pleasure as Harry smelt her climax scent the air. His snout sliding beneath her hips, the taste of sweat tantalising his taste buds as he licked along her thigh before dipping to taste her as Moony continued to slide in and out, the taste of both of them making Harry whine with need. His tongue lapping harder and licking against Moony’s shaft on every withdrawl. The older wolf howling loudly as his climax approached.
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Lucy almost screamed as she awoke, her body tingling as the aftershocks of her orgasm washed over her. The sound of her heavy breathing filling the silence in her room and sweat cooled on her heated flesh. Her hands were shaking as she wiped the moisture from her face, her lips tasting the salt on her skin. Trembling as she looked at her closed bedroom door, her thoughts of the man lying in the next room and she was shaken to the core with the wave of lust that accompanied those thoughts.
Pack
The wolf inside was howling with need at that one word.
“No, he’s not my pack.” She whispered to herself, her eyes drawn to the picture by her bed, smiling eyes meeting hers and she felt a sob building in her chest.
Moony
The same need awakening at the name, remembering the feel of the wolf inside her and her body responded, she moaned at the clenching of her inner muscles. Her aching body trying to cling to the memory of that rigid cock deep inside her.
Xxxxx
Remus awoke bathed in sweat, his heart pounding and his cock turgid with need. Sirius snored lightly next to him, the heat of body soothing Remus’ hammering heart. The dream had been so vivid and his body ached to be buried in that tight heat again. The scent of the female wolf was still lingering almost tangibly in the air around him.
Lucy?
Disturbed by the strange rush of desire that the name provoked within him, Remus turned on his side to look at his lover. Sirius looked so much younger while asleep, the years of despair stuck in Askaban melted away from his features. Remus touched his lips briefly to Sirius’ mouth, soft blue eyes opened to smile at him.
“Moony?” sleepy voice still full of dreams made Remus’ heart skip and he kissed him again, the dream still lingering in the back of his mind. His yearning for Harry even more confusing after his dream, Remus wondered where this new desire had emerged from.
Pack
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Ron held a sobbing Hermione in his arms, his heart ached for his distressed friend.
“Herm…what happened?” red rimmed eyes looked up and the tears continued to fall as she tried to get her breath from her sobbing.
“He seemed so nice…oh Ron…he tried…he tried to,” she started sobbing again and Ron could feel anger building at his friends’ dismay, his mind filling in the blanks.
“Did he try to…Herm…did he try to rape you?” he whispered the last two words, frightened to hear her response. Her crying the only answer he needed and he clenched his jaw as his anger grew.
“Ron?” Hermione looked up at him with fear in her eyes, “Don’t do anything that will get you into trouble, he didn’t…I got away.”
“Tell me everything.” Ron was seething with rage, Hermione snuggled up closer and at first he thought she wouldn’t reply, then in a timid voice she slowly revealed what happened.
Flashback
The night had been perfect, a lovely meal with soft candlelight and then a moonlit stroll. Hermione felt like she was walking on air, Victor held her hand tightly and his eyes sparkled. Her heart felt like skipping at how happy he made her feel, glad that she had taken the chance on the older man. She smiled at the memory of her reluctance to see Victor, concerned that Ron even though they were only friends would feel put out if she rekindled her relationship with the handsome foreigner.
“What are you thinking my lovely Hermione?” his accent made her shiver as he spoke her name, a rush of lust making her feel like rubbing her thighs together to relieve the desire building.
“I’ve had such a wonderful night with you.” She breathed and his smile lit up his face.
“The night doesn’t have to be over…if you don’t want it to be.” There was a soft seductive lilt as he spoke that ignited that lust to a almost burning need, he closed the distance between them and kissed her. A deep kiss that left her feeling dizzy and hot all over.
“I…I haven’t,” she stumbled over her words, her face flaming with embarrassment, “I don’t invite men into my house.” His laugh was light and she relaxed at the lack of disappointment in his mirth.
“I won’t do anything you don’t want…my Hermione,” he whispered and devoured her lips again, she found herself leading him into her house, “We are alone?”
“My parents are away for a week,” she felt her nerves building, he stroked her arm in a soothing gesture, she smiled and tried to relax, “Drink?” he shook his head and pulled her into his arms to kiss her again. One kiss led to another and Hermione felt herself being led to the sofa. Victor touching her breasts lightly and kissing her harder, she tried to pull away to catch her breath to tell him to slow down but he merely kissed her harder. She pushed lightly at his shoulder to break the contact with a groan of what seemed annoyance he broke the kiss, his eyes fiery.
“Can we slow down…please.” She kissed him softly and pulled his hands away from her breasts to entwine their fingers, he grunted before deepening the kiss, his tongue forcing its way inside her mouth. Her heart began to beat faster and she pulled away, he pulled his hands from her grasp and began tugging at her skirt.
“Oh Hermione,” he breathed as he tugged harder, the sound of ripping fabric filling the room and Hermione whimpered with fear as she tried to push him away, he laughed ,”Now, now that’s no way to treat your guest,” he ripped her skirt in half and leered as her black lace panties were exposed, ”Very nice.”
“Please…stop.” She was shocked at how timid she sounded, he looked at her and smiled. His fingers gripping at her panties and dipping inside, Hermione screamed as his fingers tried to thrust inside her.
“Siliencing spell..scream all you want…I like it,” he pulled his fingers from her to pin her down by her wrists, “Oh I can’t wait to fuck you..make you love it.”
“No…please…stop.” She struggled but couldn’t compete with his size and strength.
“Frigid are we? Ginny said you were an icy bitch,” he smiled and Hermione felt sick at the thought of ever finding that grin charming, “Can’t wait to tell her what a slut you are,” he saw the shock in her eyes, “Ginny?...my perfect little whore…such a great cocksucker..fucking loves my cock,” he smirked down at her, “You’ll love it too…Ginny’s too willing to do anything…I like a challenge,” leaning down to kiss her, she bit at his lip and he flinched, blood spilling from his smiling lips, “You are the perfect challenge…fuck you…oblivate you…then do it all over again next week.” His laugh filled her with rage, Hermione mustered all her strength and pushed with all her might. Victor shouted with surprise as he fell back. A loud crack filling the room as his head collided with the coffee table. Hermione scrambled to the floo, terrified of what he would do, not even sparing a glance behind her she shouted her destination and jumped into the fire.
End of flashback
“Hermione…do you think he’s injured?” Ron found himself elated at the thought of that bastard being hurt, hopefully left bleeding and in pain.
“I…I don’t know,” her hand flew up to her mouth, “what if I’ve killed him?” the tears fell down her cheeks as she paled at the thought, Ron held her in his arms.
“Shhh, its going to be ok,” he bit his lips while he pondered what to do next, a spark of inspiration making his pulse race, “We can’t get Remus and Sirius involved,” Hermione went to speak he shushed her gently, “I think I know someone that can help, do you trust me?”
“Yes..of course I trust you,” she allowed a small sad smile to grace her features as Ron wiped her eyes, he jumped from the bed to quickly dress before holding out his hand for her to take, “Where are we going?”
“Malfoy Manor,” he soothed her as she stumbled stunned at his words, “They can help..trust me.”
Hermione closed her eyes and allowed the pull of the floo to wash over her, nauseated by the trip and the whole evening.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Draco’s shocked voice was shrill and Hermione covered her ears as the tears fell, her emotions out of control. Ron’s’ muffled words blocked out by the thudding of her heart. Soft hands pulled her gently, her eyes squeezed shut and she felt herself being led and placed on a soft comfortable chair. She opened her eyes expecting to see Ron’s eyes, stunned as grey eyes meet her gaze.
“Malfoy…Draco?” she whispered, he offered her a soft smile and there was no hint of malice in his eyes.
“Grang…Hermione, would you like something to drink…tea? Mother always offers people tea when they’re upset,” he blushed at his babbling, “Are you ok?”
“Where’s Ron?” she sniffed.
“He’s talking with father and Severus,” he patted her softly on the hand and stood up, a delicate spicy aftershave drifted over Hermione and she breathed him in, “I hope they kill that bastard,” he looked at her with a hint of regret on his face, “Sorry I shouldn’t say anything.” Hermione found herself at a loss for words at the this version of Draco that stood before her, he seemed to sense her bewilderment, “I never really apologised for my behaviour at school, I regret having to play my part in the whole thing,” she realised the implication of his words, saddened that he had been forced to pretend just like his father, “I know this is the worst time to say this but I would like a chance to get to know you all.” Hermione didn’t know what to think, memories of the all things that he had done welled up inside and her initial reaction was to say no but a part of her pushed those feelings aside, trying to offer a smile but failing she nodded.
“I think that we could try.” Draco smiled at her words and she felt that knot of hatred loosen at his genuine joy.
Ron paced in front of the two men, his face red with rage and his language was colourful earning a quirk of Severus’ eyebrow. Lucius walked up to him and touched him on the shoulder, halting his rant in mid flow, Ron opened his mouth to continue his tirade stopped by soft lips against his, he sighed as Lucius kissed him with tenderness.
“Calmer now?” the rich tones of the potion caught attention and the kiss slowed, he turned to look at the dark eyed man to nod.
“You kissed me.” Ron felt bewildered and Lucius merely smiled at him before brushing a lock of stray hair from Ron’s forehead.
“Yes…and after this unsavoury business is sorted I would like to do it again, if I may,” he looked at Severus, “If we may?”
“You want me too?” Ron’s incredulous tone made Severus huff, crossing the room in two strides and devouring Ron’s mouth. Ron felt his body press against Severus’ lithe form and he moaned into the kiss, disappointed when the embrace ended, Severus smirking but Ron could see the heat in his eyes.
“I would hope that answer that asinine question?” Ron just nodded, unable to put his thoughts together and his brain a puddle of goo at the kisses from both men.
“Now that is settled we need to decide what to do about Krum.” There was a hard edge in Lucius’ voice and Ron shivered.
“I say that we dispose of the little bastard.” Severus added with venom, Lucius lifted a hand to placate him.
“We can’t do that!” Ron shouted, “I want to kill him but we can’t…you two can’t get into trouble!” both men seemed surprised at how much their safety mattered to the red head.
“I suppose we should ask Miss Granger what she would like us to do.”
All three men surprised at the sight of Hermione sitting close to Draco as they spoke softly, a glass of whiskey gripped in her hands and the blond was stroking her arm in a soothing gesture.
“Miss Granger, are you ok?” Lucius asked with concern, she nodded and the tears were shining in her eyes.
“I think that we need to see if Krum is still where you left him.”
“What if I’ve killed him?” her voice was so quiet and lost that all the men were overwhelmed with the need to protect her.
“We will make sure that you are ok…no matter what happens.” Draco insisted, his eyes looked to his father and all the men nodded their agreement.
Ron followed Severus and Lucius to the fireplace, taking a deep breath before the floo pulled him into Hermione’s living room, the sight that greeted him making him gasp with surprise.
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