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Beauty	By : Sparkykiki Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 18814 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Disclaimer: Since I live in Texas and not in a Scottish castle, anything that you recognize is not mine. It belongs to the wonderful JK Rowling. I promise that I will put the characters back where they belong after I�m done playing with them.

AN: Please review and let me know what you think! I�d love to see if this is worth continuing.

Chapter 2.

Beauty�s Awakening

Prince Draco brought his broom to a halt just outside of the castle gates. He studied the castle with walls overgrown with ivy, a darkness hanging over it. The sky swirled over the topmost tower, lightning occasionally streaking across the sky. Studying the layout, he made a plan. He had heard the stories of the Sleeping Princess named Beauty and he was determined to have her for himself.

He hid his broom in the surrounding forest and withdrew his wand from the concealed pocket. Casting spells left and right, he defeated the Devil�s Snare that grew across the corridors, glancing at the bleached bones of the previous Questers whom had not been so lucky.

As he strode through the now clear corridors, he felt the temperature rising; his robes began to stick to his body uncomfortably. He knew that there was a dragon present by the smell of brimstone in the air and proceeded with caution. Finally, when he rounded the last corner, he saw him. The dragon was green and purple and raised his head as he heard the steps that Draco was making. Swiveling his head towards him, the dragon let out a breath of a huge column of fire that only missed Draco because he jumped out of the way.

Rolling to safety, Draco�s mind began to work frantically. Trying to figure out a way to kill the dragon. With an air of calm around him, he began to fire off curses, aiming for the unprotected belly of the beast.

After about fifteen minutes of firing spells, the final Stupefy caused the beast to drop down in defeat. Unconscious. Draco removed his Goblin made sword from his belt and ran it through the heart of the beast and watched dispassionately as it shuddered its last breath.

He then made his way up the stairs of the tower, excitement building in him at the prize that lay ahead. When he walked through the final door, the breath exited his body in a whoosh. Perfect, he thought as he studied the Sleeping Princess. Her skin was luminous, glowing softly in the moonlight. The deep purple dress she was wearing had settled over her body, leaving little to his imagination.

As he walked towards her, his eyes drifted to the cleft between her legs, where the heavy velvet had settled, outlining her sex for him to see. Her lips were a deep rose color and parted slightly in her sleep. The closer he moved towards her, the harder his own sex became, until it strained uncomfortably against his leather trousers.

Murmuring the spell almost silently, he removed her gown and continued his study of her body. Her nipples were a dusky rose color, already tightening in the cool air. The hair between her legs was a shade darker than the hair on her head, but just as curly.

Almost in a daze, he ran his hand up her body, feeling her warmth. It excited him even more. When his hand reached the apex of her thighs, his fingers felt the warmth that was present. Groaning softly, his other hand reached for the hooks on his robe, quickly discarding it before removing his clothes.

His cock sprang free of the confining cloth and grew even harder as he parted her legs. �Beautiful,� he murmured, his fingers stroking lightly on the outer folds of her sex, her juices beginning to pool. His thumb found her nub of pleasure and began to apply pressure to it, wanting to see her body convulse in release before he took his reward. As his fingers began to bring her to the high she had never experienced before, his cock began to glisten with precum. Finally, he thrust two fingers into her sex, stroking her rhythmically to her first orgasm; her body shuddering in it�s first release.

He brought his fingers to his mouth, tasting her juices before losing his patience. Climbing on the bed with her, he entered her body abruptly, breaking through her maiden barrier in one thrust. Throwing his own head back in pleasure, he felt her walls clamp around him, almost begging him for more. His hips began to move, thrusting slowly, but deeply. He could feel his pleasure begin to well up inside of him and he knew his own release was not far away.

Wanting her to awaken in pleasure, he purposely kept from kissing her, knowing that would break the curse. Finally, he felt her body begin to shake again, his balls tightening in response. Just before they reached their mutual peak, he leaned down and kissed her, his tongue entering her mouth with no resistance.

He drew back as her eyes opened in confusion, her face flushed. He moved his hand down to her nub again, stroking her back to the peak as he thrust one final time before spilling his seed into her.

Hermione opened her eyes as the touch of his lips on her own. She stared up in bewilderment at the dashing blonde man above her. She felt the intrusion in her body, as he gasped above her and was unable to control her hips, which were rising to meet his.

Then she felt fingers moving over her sex, causing her back to arch as she reached a peak that she had never known before. Moaning loudly as the orgasm controlled her body, she could only stare into his eyes, the color of molten silver. She felt him shudder as he uttered a deep guttural groan before collapsing on top of her.

�Beauty,� he whispered in adoration. �My beautiful Beauty. You are mine now. I have claimed you.�

Hermione smiled as she felt sleep overcoming her body again.

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When they awoke, the found a House Elf staring down at them. Draco looked at the Elf and declared, �I am the Prince that was foretold to break the wretched curse on this Court. Please advise the King and Queen that I am taking Beauty back with me, to my kingdom. I would also like dinner to be brought here for myself and Beauty.�

The little Elf nodded and quickly exited the room.

Hermione looked up at him silently, still confused over the feelings she was having. �My Prince?� she asked hesitantly.

Draco looked at her and put his finger on her lips. �Hush, my sweet Beauty. You are only to speak if spoken to.�

She looked at him in shock, her mind whirling. �But�� she began before catching the look in his eyes. She quickly closed her mouth.

Draco looked at her, amazed that she had tried to speak again and then sighed in defeat. He knew that she would have to be properly trained. �My Beauty,� he said lovingly. �You are mine; I claimed you, but there is much for you to learn. You are to be the crowning jewel of my accomplishments. I am the Prince who was finally able to break the curse. I am to present you to the court, to be a Tribute.� He looked into her dark eyes, seeing her mind whirling with questions. �What is it, my love? You may ask your question.�

�What kind of Tribute, my Prince?� she asked with a hint of fear in her voice.

�You are to be trained, my love. You will be the most beautiful Princess that my Kingdom has seen. Now, I must punish you for your infraction of speaking without cause.�

Hermione looked up at him, fear crossing her features. She wanted to protest, but remembering what he had just said, she contained herself.

Draco saw that she controlled herself from protesting and smiled. �For your first infraction, it will be a small punishment.� He pulled her to her feet, dropping the sheet from her body. �Now, lie across my lap.�

Hermione complied, her buttocks sticking up in the air. She felt his hand caress her bottom in appreciation and the feeling she had felt the night before began to return. Then she felt the hard slap of his hand on her right buttock; she gasped in shock and her eyes began to fill with tears.

Her skin began to burn as the blood rushed down her body. Draco admired the way the redness of the skin became even more luminous. He glanced down at her and saw the tears running down her face in humiliation. �You�re doing beautifully, my love,� he said as he finger reached down to caress her sex.

Hermione gasped as his fingers began to play her body again, just like she was a violin. She made a strangled noise in her throat, confused at what her body was feeling. She felt his fingers enter her, then while they were stroking, his other hand continued to pelt her skin. Just as she was about to reach her peak, his ministrations stopped.

Her hips continued to rotate, seeking relief. Sobbing as he set her down on the floor, she looked at him, eyes clouded in lust and confusion.

Draco stared into her eyes, aching in his need to consume her again. �You are always to be ready for me,� he spoke gently.

Hermione drew in a shuddering breath, causing her breasts to heave as she nodded her understanding. �Yes, my Prince,� she whispered in between sighs.

Draco stared at her, his own sex begging for him to bury himself in her, but he wanted her to learn the lesson that pleasure was not always fulfilled. Instead, he opened his robes, exposing himself to her.

Hermione looked at his sex in shock. It was so very red and angry looking. She could tell from the expression on his face that he was in much pain from holding back his release. Instinctively, her hand began to reach for him, wanting to bring him relief. She stopped herself, not knowing if she was allowed to do that as she looked up at him in the silent question.

Draco saw her instincts and decided to let her curiosity be satisfied. Silently, he nodded at her and watched as her small hand slowly rose to grasp him. He almost gasped at the coolness of her hand covering him and he couldn�t contain his groan as her hand began to move, stroking him from root to tip. Tangling his fingers in the sheets, he prevented his fingers from covering hers, wanting her to learn how to please him on her own.

Hermione watched his face as her hand pleasured him. She varied her speed and tightness of grip and watched how he reacted to him. She smiled softly, happy to finally feel a little control over him, as he was very much controlling her. She watched as his hips began to move, to thrust into her hand, wanting to increase the pace. She moved her hand faster, watching the sweat began to gleam in the candlelight, until suddenly his body tensed.

She looked down from his face as she felt his release begin to erupt from his body in fascination. She had never seen a man�s sex this close before and it captured her attention. She was so enraptured that her hand stilled it�s motions.

�Keep stroking,� he groaned.

Shaking her head, Hermione resumed her ministrations and she began to milk his cock.

Finally, Draco collapsed back on the bed, completely spent and Hermione realized that the place between her legs was throbbing in tension. Without realizing what she was doing, her hand moved between her body and her fingers began to stoke. She let out a little sigh of pleasure as she felt her release build up.

Draco heard her sigh and looked down. �No,� he said harshly, grabbing her hand and pulling it away from her body. �You are not to find release without my permission.� He drew both her hands behind her body and quickly bound them to her neck with a wandless spell.

Hermione looked on in surprise, amazed that her body was still reacting to him, craving him. She bowed her head in shame, but anger was building inside of her. How was I supposed to know, the voice cried in fury. However, she did not voice her anger, the memory of the spanking fresh in her mind.

Draco looked down at her, sensing her anger and confusion. �My love. My Beauty. There is much for you to learn. I will not punish you for that infraction as you had no way to know.� He reached out and stroked her cheek slightly. �Please, kneel on the floor, your legs parted. I will unbind your hands as long as you do not try to pleasure yourself again.�

Hermione nodded her agreement and did as he said. She had just gotten in position, when there was a knock at the door.

�Enter,� Draco said with authority.

The Elf entered the room, levitating a large platter in front of her. �You dinner, Your Highness,� she said with deference.

�Set it on the table,� he said, dismissing the servant as he sat down at the table. He turned to Hermione and gestured for her to kneel at his feet, where he began to feed her tidbits from his plate.

Finally, his appetite for food satisfied, he stood and walked back to the bed. �It is time to sleep, my love,� he said before climbing under the covers.

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AN: Okay guys, over 1000 hits, but only two reviews? I know y�all can do better!

Jilliane � Thanks! I�m glad that I piqued your interest. This chapter should answer 1 of your questions. I�m not sure if I�m going to completely follow the books, but there will definitely be a lot of them involved! I will feature other people besides Hermione, although this is mostly her story. I probably will do something like the Prince Alexi part in �The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty.� Thanks for reviewing....You were the first one! :D

SweetGirl - Thanks! Was this soon enough? (lol) I can promise that I probably won't be updating this more than once a week (I'm writing about 4 stories right now), but I wanted to get the first smut chapter out of the way.

Okay guys...please, please, please review! The more you review, the more likely it is that my muse will want to write on this!

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