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Thanks a lot to my betas, remarkable, for correcting this chapter!

Dear readers,

my last week was so stressful that I totally forgot to update. I'm surprised that nobody complained about it. :) So it is not only my fault. :P

So here comes the next chapter.

AgainAndAgain
Characters: Hermione, Fenrir, Yorik, Severus, Ages...

Sexual interactions: Fenrir/Hermione; Severus/Hermione

Warnings: wolf mating

Chapter 14 – The Changing

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“Fenrir and Yorik are on their way,” Morgan said.

Hermione felt fear rise up again.

“Shh, pup. Everything will be okay,” Amaris said and drew calming circles on Hermione's back.

Hermione rested her head against Amaris’ shoulder. Why couldn't this awful night already be over?

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When Fenrir and Yorik entered the living room, they looked seriously at Hermione who still lay in Amaris' lap.

Amaris shook her head. “Not now, Fenrir. We need to concentrate on the changing. It will be hard enough for her.”

Fenrir nodded and then lifted Hermione out of Amaris’ lap to carry her down to their room. “Get ready and wait for me and the pup here.”

“I'm sorry, Fenrir,” Hermione whimpered into his shoulder while he carried her down to their room.

“Shh, pup. We have no time for that. We need to get ready for the changing.”

Hermione whimpered. She needed him to forgive her.

“Please, I'm sorry.”

Fenrir groaned. “I know, pup. Let's forget about it okay? I won't punish you for it!”

She sighed, relieved, hugging him tighter. She didn't want to let go when he sat her down on the bed. She inhaled deeply to get the good feeling in her tummy she always got from sniffing him. Hermione stiffened. Something was wrong. She sniffed more, and Fenrir tried to push her away. Over the odd scent she had smelled was laying a layer of nervousness and fear now. “You smell...”

“—Like always,” he said quickly. “Now undress! We need to go outside for the changing.”

“No, you smell different. Something is wrong.” Hermione tried to read his manner, but he was avoiding her eyes, starting to undress.

“Where have you been? What did you do?” Hermione asked, but didn't get an answer. “Miller said you were in the potions lab. What did you do there? I thought you didn't like the smell down there.”

“Pup,” he said warningly. “”Undress!”

“But you smell odd, Fenrir,” Hermione whined while she started to undress.

“That's none of your concern. Hurry.”

Hermione gave up. Something was really wrong. Fenrir and Amaris refused to tell her about it and Ages was angry about it. What the hell had they done?

Hermione was glad that she was allowed to cover herself with a few heavy blankets while they went through the crowed hall to the stairs and down to the yard. Morgan was trying to hide his groin, but the rest behaved as if it was totally normal to run around naked.

Outside they met Ages. Hermione didn't dare to look into his eyes. She could feel a very heavy tension between Fenrir and Ages and wondered if it was because of whatever Fenrir had done, or if it was about the fight over her to be her first mate. “I will join you when I'm sure everyone is okay and ready for the changing.”

Fenrir nodded and looked around until he saw Severus and Neville. Together, they left the yard to go a bit further into the forest. At a small clearing they stopped. Fortunately, it hadn't snowed lately so it was cold but not wet. Morgan and Amaris sat down at the edge of the clearing while Fenrir led Hermione to the middle. Yorik stood a few feet away from them, as did Severus. He still held a shivering Neville while he tried to decide where to change. He needed to be close, to have a chance to show his dominance in the mating circle, but he also wanted to take care of Neville.

When Ages came, Hermione and Neville were a mess. They wanted to hug each other but were held apart from one another. “I will take Neville with me to the edge of the clearing. I will take part in the fighting if necessary.”

Fenrir asserted himself to the group. “I'm the pup’s soul mate. She already stated that. You all should back away and accept it. If I feel you desire to get my position, I will show you who is in charge.” Fenrir growled, showing his teeth. “If necessary, I will fight to death.”

His flare even included Ages, and Hermione finally started to realize how dangerous this all was. What if someone gets seriously hurt, or if Ages killed Fenrir to be her first mate? He had shown her how dangerous he could be, and he was definitely stronger than Fenrir. Still, she loved Fenrir in a way she couldn't love any of the others.

“No!” All eyes were on her now. “Please, don't! You can't fight!”

“Hermione, I already explained about all of this,” Ages said, worried. That was the Ages she felt safe with.

“But I didn't... I didn't realize that you... you and Fenrir. I... I want Fenrir as my...”

“I know what you want, pup. I won't challenge your alpha for that position. I meant I will join the battle if it becomes too heated. I thought you wouldn't want one of your mates to be damaged permanently.”

Pure relief came over her and she ran over to Ages to hug him. She felt his calming heartbeat and didn't care that she was naked, and he as well. She had had a glimpse of that monster cock when he had stood so openly in the clearing and it had been much bigger than Fenrir's. Being so close to it now made heat well up in her, but this feeling quickly was overwhelmed by a pain so sharp that she thought she had to die. She screamed and felt the cold forest ground under her. Her skin was so hot she was sure the grass under her would burn. She heard cracking, and muscles ripped and extended, only to mend together again. It was agonizing. She could hear Neville's screams and shortly after that she thought about how peaceful it would be if she died and the pain would go away. The wolf in her snarled at that thought and took over. With brutal power, Hermione felt the beast come to the surface and then everything went black.

Fresh air made her nose twitch. Then something warm and wet ran over her nose. She blinked and the first thing she saw was the full moon. It was beautiful. The peaceful feeling was broken by growling. Her legs were still too weak to hold her, but she could lift her head. The one who had licked her nose was a great silver-gray wolf. Fenrir; Hermione knew from her experience in the bedroom when Yorik had fought with him. The brown wolf stood a bit to her right while Fenrir growled at a big black wolf. The black wolf pranced around nervously, changing from whining to growling and back. He sneaked closer and closer, but Fenrir almost stepped over her body to show that she belonged to him.

That was when Hermione looked at herself by looking over her shoulder. She was white! She was completely white, at least the parts she could see. She rolled on her back and made all the wolves yip in excitement. Hermione hadn't even realized that she was making a submissive gesture; she had just wanted to see her belly, which was also completely white.

The excitement made the two approaching wolves become lightheaded. Fenrir jumped from one side to the other to growl his opponents away.

The brown wolf whimpered and lay down his head on his front paws. The black wolf still waved his head uncertainly from one side to the other, not knowing if he should dare approach the sub.

The big silver-gray wolf over Hermione threw a short look at the edge of the clearing. Her eyes still had problems focusing, but Hermione could see a big gray wolf and a very small brown wolf laying there. She was unable to see more, and hadn't time to, because Fenrir pounced at the black wolf.

The black wolf did fight back, but she could see he was uncertain. This made him even weaker and soon he was pinned under Fenrir. No, that couldn't be. Fenrir was positioning himself and the black wolf howled in pain when Fenrir pumped into him mercilessly. It was over fast, just a few thrusts to show the black wolf where his place was. Then Fenrir went over to the brown one. On his way there he passed Hermione and she could see his thick member dangle between his furry legs.

That made Hermione realize what would happen after Fenrir had made sure who was in charge. She needed to get up on her feet to run because under no circumstances would she hold still to get that thick thing pushed into her, and then the others as well. No way. Hermione was surprised she still had her human mind. She couldn't even feel her wolf side at the moment. Fear was all she could feel and the determination to not let those stupid dominants have their way with her.

Fenrir growled when he saw Hermione move while he mounted the non-fighting brown wolf. Fenrir's eyes were fixed on Hermione.

Hermione heard Yorik whimper when Fenrir entered him, and she saw Fenrir hammer his cock into his beta. This time he didn't stop after a few thrusts; no, he pumped into him mercilessly. The brown wolf tried to crawl forward to lessen the impact of the thrusting, but Fenrir was having none of it and grabbed his neck with his teeth. Still Fenrir's eyes were on her and when he saw her trying to stand up, he quickened his pace.

Hermione felt the urge to go over to the brown wolf and lick his nose to make him feel better, but she also knew that she needed to get herself to safety. When she finally was able to stand steadily, she stumbled in the direction of the edge of the forest. She could see Fenrir push into the brown wolf deep and growl. She needed to be quick. She tried to run but suddenly the big black wolf stood before her and blocked her way. She stumbled to another side and he was there as well.

Slowly she begged away from him until she bumped into something furry behind her. Trying to run, pup?A voice in Hermione's head said amused.

She spun around, lost her balance and fell. Fenrir was over her quickly and licked her nose again. I thought we already spoke about not running away? I knew I couldn't rely on you.

Hermione growled and showed her teeth which made the silver-gray wolf pull his muzzle back a safe distance. His eyes bored holes into her. Behave, pup. The fucking potion will keep me calm but not if you try to challenge me.

Potion? Hermione's head spun. That was it. They had taken a potion to be more in control of their wolves. But how? Severus had explained to her that they couldn't take Wolfsbane, as they wouldn't be able to protect the clan in this tamer wolf form. He also had said that there had been accidents where wolves under Wolfbane had been attacked and even killed by their own clan or pack. So the potion Fenrir was talking about must be something else or a changed version of Wolfsbane, but when had Severus the time to work on it? She whimpered and crawled over to him, exposing her neck.

Much better, pup.

She made happy sounds deep in her throat, but started to get nervous when he rounded her.

Stay calm, pup. Don't urge me to do something drastic with sudden moves.

Hermione whimpered. She was afraid. It would hurt a lot, she knew. She felt Fenrir nudge her in position and closed her eyes. A rustling close to her head made her look up again. Yorik was crawling over to her in small steps, always looking up for the reaction of his alpha. When Yorik reached her head, he started to lick her muzzle and Hermione relaxed.

Fenrir felt Hermione calm down due to his beta's ministrations. A glance to his right showed him that Severus had lain down to wait for his turn. Gently, Fenrir nudged the tail out of the way and started to lick Hermione wet. He tried to put as much effort into it as possible.

Hermione felt the familiar feeling of the warm burning in her tummy when Fenrir caressed her with his tongue. Slowly she forgot that it could mean pain for her and relaxed. After a few more licks, she whimpered and moved backwards against her alpha.

Fenrir's member made a happy jolt seeing her push backwards, making wanton noises. Quickly he jumped on her, grabbed her neck and positioned his member at her wet entrance.

Hermione stiffened now where the heavy body rested over her, but still she felt the urge to push back. Then the thick hot erection entered her with one thrust and she whimpered in pain and shock.

Oh, damn, pup. I... I can't...

Hermione bit her teeth together. Yorik whimpered in sympathy and licked her muzzle while Fenrir pounded mercilessly into her.

Hermione could feel Fenrir fighting his wolf, but it was useless. The wolf was in ecstasy, finally having a mate, able to get her pregnant. At least that's what his wolf believed. The pleasure of the bitch under him was none of his concern, just that he got his seed as deep into her as possible.

Fenrir cursed his wolf and tried to stop his hips from moving so fast. How could people freely take that Wolfsbane shit some wolves took who live outside a pack? Severus had changed the recipe to not push their werewolves down completely, but even the condition Fenrir was in now was almost making him go crazy. It was agony not to be one with your wolf. Hermione's whimpers pained him and finally he was able to slow down. The wolf in him snarled angrily, not understanding why he restrained him.

Hermione finally was able to breathe again and the pain ebbed down, still realizing there was no pleasure for her.

I'm sorry. So sorry. She could hear Fenrir chanting in her mind over and over. She tried to give him her thoughts, hoping it worked that way as well.

I know. Please just finish.

I am, I am, pup.

Then Hermione was in pain again because the member in her swelled and the thick knob was pressed into her. Then she felt Fenrir come, but the blending pain she felt was stopping her from feeling anything else.

After the biggest pain subsided, she was able to hear Fenrir in her head again.

Shh, pup. It's over. It's already fading. Try to relax a bit more. I know it's hard, but try, pup.

She whimpered and just wanted it to be over. Still, she knew it was long from over and there were more wolves waiting to have a go. Finally, after what Hermione thought was hours, Fenrir pulled out.

Will you choose, or shall they fight, pup?

Hermione was dumbstruck. She felt miserably. She couldn't make a decision. She wanted it all to stop.

When she didn't answer, he sighed sadly. I knew you wouldn't forgive me. I will tell them to fight it out.

Hermione's heart hurt over his sad words. She wanted to tell him she still loved him but she was so exhausted and everything hurt so much.

No! It was weak, but at least she said it before Yorik and Severus started to fight. All of the wolves looked at her and then at the big gray wolf with the white line over his back that approached them. Again growling started, nervous growling. Only Fenrir stood beside Hermione, relaxed. His position was clear.

Ages barked and made snapping sounds at his beta and Yorik. Both fell on their backs and exposed their vulnerable side. Then Ages went over to Hermione and licked her muzzle. Choose, pup, or they will fight until one doesn't move anymore.

Fear overcame her. I don't know whom. I want to stop this all. It hurts, and I can't decide.

I know it hurts, but we can't do anything about it at the moment. We need to do this. You need to clench your teeth and accept it.

Hermione whimpered. I can't decide. I love Yorik.

But you know Severus is stronger, pup. You still think with you human mind. That's odd.

Hermione felt Fenrir come closer and sniff her, and the others did so as well.

She smells normal, Fenrir stated.

Still, she is not talking like she is one with her wolf, Ages replied. He rounded her to sniff her from behind, the other wolf watching him.

Hermione yelped when Ages licked her swollen sex. He didn't stop and soon Hermione felt that dizzy feeling in her head again and started to press backwards.

Hmm, she is acting like a wolf but thinking like a human, Ages wondered.

The dizziness made Hermione do things she couldn't explain. She felt her legs move and crawl over to Severus. When she was close enough, she turned around and offered her backside to him. That made him react immediately. He started to lick her as if there was no tomorrow and then he grabbed her neck with his teeth and sank his member into her. It went in more easily than Fenrir's, it seemed. Severus’ wolf erection also was thinner than Fenrir's. Hermione just hoped the length difference wouldn't be the same as well. Her hopes were quickly crushed when he felt him hit her cervix. This time the moves weren't careful and calculated like they were while Severus was human. They were harsh and Hermione whimpered in pain every time he hit home. She felt something happen in her body but that couldn't be. It felt as if her cervix was giving way more and more with each thrust.

Hermione could feel that Severus had lost control and she felt it was so unfair because otherwise it could have been at least a bit enjoyable or less painful. Only he constantly hitting her cervix made the whole procedure painful. Slowly it seemed Severus was gaining power over his wolf as well and the thrusts became less powerful and not so deep. Hermione relaxed and soon she even wriggled her bum.

That's when Severus started to time his thrusts to only meet her cervix lightly. Only once had he been able to deeply penetrate a bitch from another clan. It was an amazing feeling to be able to push a bit into the uterus. Only during the full moon while the females were in heat was this possible.

Severus hit her cervix with every thrust now and hardly pulled out at all. Hermione realized there were no noises for pleasure in her werewolf form, and so she lay silently under Severus. Only with her body language could she could urge him on. She wriggled her bum and was even more encouraged by his angry growls and the tightening of his jaw over her neck. It was fun to anger Severus and get pleasure from doing it.

Severus couldn't believe the pup, this disobeying, cheeky pup. He felt his knot form and he pushed deep into her, resting the head of his cock directly at the opening of her cervix. With very small pushes he tried to get in even more.

Hermione stilled when she felt his knob swell in her sex. She didn't want the pain to come back and she tried to relax. It wasn't easy because Severus used her relaxing to his advantage and pushed against her cervix. Pleasure ran over her, overpowering the pain. She felt her walls contact around Severus' erection, wanting him deeper in her. Then Severus pushed deep into her and held still.

When the warm liquid hit her directly in her uterus she came undone as well. The pleasure was too much and she tried to escape it by crawling forward, but Severus' wolf body was pressing her down and he growled warningly.

She couldn't stand it. She bucked and tried to move her bum aside, but his hind legs captured her securely.

Severus was coming down from his peak. Hermione could feel him relax, but for her it wasn't over. His cock in her cervix was simulating her to no end. It was not pain that surprised her, just pleasure and an uncomfortable pressure. The knot was trapping Severus in that position, and Hermione could feel another stream of liquid. She worried he was urinating inside of her but then it stopped.

Don't move, pup, or we will never be able to get apart because you will stimulate me again.

Oh, great. That's what she was 'wishing' for. So she relaxed and tried to stop her walls from sucking Severus’ member deeper and deeper.

Severus panicked. He hadn't calculated this in. How would he be able to pull out when she was clamped over him like this? He looked at Ages, seeking help.

The head alpha moved around them and then Hermione could hear a whine of pain. With a sharp move the knot was moved farther down her channel and the head of Severus' erection didn't poke in her cervix any longer.

What has he done?

Bit my ass, the damn alpha.

Hermione chuckled in her mind and wasn't surprised that there wasn't a noise for that as well for the werewolf. It made her think about the subs in the former times where nobody was worried about their well-being. She could hear Severus chuckle in her mind.

Only you could think about the old times of werewolf communities while having a werewolf dick inside of you.

What? Have you never thought about how weird it is that you can't moan or chuckle in your werewolf from?

No, because I normally don't think like a human during the full moon, pup. We are wolves, and wolves mate for only one reason; getting the bitch pregnant. Fun and pleasure is not a reason for it, nor is it intended.

Yeah, great, and again you dominants are on the brighter side of it. You would feel pleasure nevertheless.

No, it's not like that. During a full moon you just fuck to make a bitch pregnant or show your dominance. But I must admit that I have had a few encounters with a willing wolf changing that involved pleasure, at least for me.

That made Hermione shudder. You didn't care about the one under you?

No, even during a willing changing your wolf takes over things like fighting and mating. You can't control it. I wasn't even able to control it with that damn Wolfsbane-like potion in my system. There you see how strong the werewolf side is. Are you okay? Fenrir is very worried about you. Me too, but it seemed you enjoyed our encounter at least a bit. I wouldn't have thought it possible.

I'm fine, but still I would prefer if it would be over now.

Sorry, but there are still two more to go. I promise I will use my best potions on you tomorrow to make you feel good.

Hermione felt relaxed and just waited for Severus’ knot to move down. How is Neville?

He is fine. Exhausted and in pain, but fine.

In pain?

He fought the changing out of fear. Amaris and Morgan are licking him over and over and by now he should feel better.

Hermione sighed when she finally felt Severus slip out of her. Immediately, Fenrir was licking her muzzle, giving her comfort. I should choose the head alpha now, shouldn't I? Because he is stronger and higher in rank.

You should choose whom you feel closer and safer with, pup. It's not all about rank. Try to let your wolf decide, if you can feel her in you.

No, I can't. It is gone.

Fenrir whined nervously. I don't understand that. You should feel her. She should help you make the decision.

I know who I want next but I fear the head alpha will be angry. Hermione jumped when she saw a big gray paw close to her head. She had forgotten that everyone could hear her and not just the one she had spoken to. It was all still so very confusing.

A/N: I hope you liked the chapter. Many of you waited for the changing and I hope you weren't disappointed. Of course it will go on in the next chapter.

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