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Three Kings in the Kingdom of Heaven	By : bloomsburry Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 57372 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Harry Potter Universe. They all belong to J.K Rowling. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Three Kings and their Fair Maiden
- 2-The War of the Three Kings
- 1
- 2
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Harry Potter Universe. They all belong to the lovely J.K Rowling. I also do not gain any profit from writing this story. This is solely for entertainment.
Thanks to lexicon63738 for helping with some of the edits. I know you are busy so I just went up ahead and posted this.
Author's Note: Ok, I will continue writing this story. Perhaps two more chapters of sex and other kink. Welcome to the Dark Side and the Wizarding Porn of Hermione Granger. All three men are evil sons-of-bitches, especially Voldemort. They are despicable as they come. They do not care about anything but their own pleasure.
This one I had a hard time finishing. I finished this last month but I kept on editing this story because I seriously need to use other synonym words when I'm writing foursome smut. It's extremely hard, and I ended up using repetitive words in this chapter. Fuck! I didn't like how this turns out. I was so excited from the start when I had start writing the first few pages, but then...the spark just dwindled until it finally disappeared. I'm a little depressed right now. So my muse just kinda took off on an abrupt vacation while I was finishing this. So I'll just give you a heads up that this smut is going to be EXTREMELY BLAND. You might even find it boring from the amount of description. Also, I want to apologize for my dark sense of humour that I have inserted in this story.
WARNING: NON-CON, DP, MORESOME etc.

PREVIOUSLY….
The three men were worshipping her, marking her with their teeth and tongue, and proving ownership of her now corrupted body.
"You belong to us now," Someone murmured to her while dipping his fingers into her drenched passage, making her arch her hip in her sleepy state as a thumb brushed against her nub.
"You are ours, and no one else's." Another voice told her, his mouth against her breast suckling and nipping, and making her nipple ache, though she was too tired to even move.
Her eyes were so heavy that she could only nestle closer to the scent of sandalwood on her right, where the third man gave her a tender kiss on the shoulder.
"Ours," he murmured to her, kissing her on the lips just as she was lured into a long, and deep slumber.
Only to be awaken later by the three men who would take her once more.

Hermione was still half-asleep when she felt someone kissing her on the lips, someone who smelled an intoxicating mixture of sandalwood, leather and that familiar masculine musk. She felt the slow sweep of the man's tongue as he traced her bow-shape mouth, leaving a tingling sensation on her lips.
Then, with tormenting gentleness, the finely-molded mouth began coaxing her lips to part, his tongue teasing her lips with an expert, tantalizing strokes until she felt his mouth open on hers, hot and insistent in an endless kiss of deep, raw hunger.
"Kiss me," the man murmured to her in a dark velvety voice that Hermione could not deny.
Instantly, she parted her lips and pressed them towards him. She vaguely heard a rumble of approval when she finally allowed him entry. His tongue slipping between the seams of her lips, where she felt a sharp jolt - like a shock of lightning had struck every cells in her body, making her hum in delight as the man's lips and tongue plundered the richness that she offered, that sweet nectar that he seemed to crave.
Hermione's heart thumped erratically in her chest as the erotic tongue slid against hers; massaging, exploring and tasting her. The slow glide of his tongue and his sweet lips fanned the embers of desire inside Hermione. She felt the familiar tingle, the fiery burn at the pit of her belly, where it slowly spread to every part of her body, before plummeting straight into her core, making her throbbed down there. She was ready for that familiar stab of heat to enter her, possess her and bring her to that inevitable, unimaginable ecstasy.
Her body began to awaken and unfurl by just the feeling of the man's tentative tongue, his sensuous mouth and the taste of him on her lips; the taste of dark chocolates, tea and something salty - made her ravenous for more. As she savoured his taste, Hermione deeply breathed in his heady scent; a scent that had her drowning in his arms.
She bobbed her head up while the man dipped downwards as they continued to kiss, only drawing out a second to breathe before their lips met once more. Soon they were kissing fervently while their breathing accelerated, becoming a rasp and rapid.
Suddenly, a stifled gasp was wrenched from her occupied mouth, when she felt another pair of lips moving over her right breast, planting kisses at the round underside of her bosom and eventually moving towards her pink peaks. She squirmed at the sensation, breathing heavily and humming with need when she felt the man's tongue drawing circles around one erect nipple, so slowly and teasingly that it had Hermione's stomach coiling tightly from the sweet torture.
And when the man unexpectedly drew her nipple into his mouth and sucked hard, a deep, keening cry escaped from Hermione's lips, her body arching from the bed the instant she felt his dexterous tongue swirling and licking around her aching pink crest. He drew it deeply inside his mouth until Hermione was writhing and rubbing her legs together to relieve the familiar ache building between her thighs.
It did not end there, however, and Hermione could only moan against the lips and tongue that continued to kiss her. Like a gluttonous man, he swallowed the noises that threatened to escape her lips.
Hermione was aroused. She could already feel her folds gathering moisture and glistening from her heightened desire. Her round breasts began to swell and her nipples started to stand achingly tight from the man's attention there.
She was so attuned to the men' touches that Hermione started lifting her hips wantonly with the insatiable need to have any of them bury their engorged shaft inside her. To fill her to the brink and fuck her immediately, to take her hard and fast until she could achieve that mind-numbing ecstasy that only they could give.
As if reading her thoughts, the third man was swiftly there, kissing her flat stomach and moving downwards to her navel before settling right above her pubic bone where her downy curls had been removed sometime during their earlier session of endless fucking. With a soft caress of lips on her skin Hermione opened her thighs further to grind herself against the mouth that tended her there.
The combined assault of the man's deep kisses and added with another man's mouth on her breast and nipple sent electrifying jolts racing through her, which made Hermione terribly horny, so horny that she felt wetness trickling out from her entrance and into her inner thighs. Her insides quivering with desire and already craving to have one of their long, hard erection thrusting right into her. She wanted any of them to fill her already that she opened her thighs wide as a kind of invitation for them to take her.
In spite of her inner desires, the two men on either side of her remained where they were, and Hermione could only feel mounting frustration. Using her hands and fingers, she started touching the two tall men currently lying beside her.
One hand moved towards the man who was kissing her, curling her hand around his nape, and tangling itself around his ebony-black hair as she kissed him hungrily. At the same time, her other hand slid over to the other man currently on her breast, over his muscled back, his broad shoulders and into his white-gold hair, where she massaged his scalp while he continued to suckle, lick and draw circles around her puckered nipple.
She heard the deep rumble from the two men as they savoured the feeling of her tantalizing hands on them; only to increase their erotic ministration, when Hermione's hand started drifting lower and lower. Their movements turning frenetic in their excitement
Slow and tenderly, her hands moved over their heated flesh and towards the place where she could give them unimaginable pleasure. When she finally reached her destination, she hastily wrapped her hands around their throbbing lengths, delighting at the sensation of their hot, hardened shafts in the palm of her hands.
Almost simultaneously, her two lovers on either side of her, let out a guttural moan and groan of lust as she began rubbing her hands over their erections. The moment her fingertips encountered the moistness that seeped out from their slit, Hermione's body responded instinctively to their blatant desire for her. The inexplicable and blinding need to have their well-endowed cocks entering her, making her squirm and throb down there.
Hermione was so wet now that she knew that they all could just easily slipped into her without feeling that stretching pain again. She was contemplating this when - without warning - Draco did something that made her breathing hitched. She felt his fingers parting her drenched folds, opening her a bit to reveal that hidden gem between her nether lips. Afterwards, she sensed his hot breath fanning against her swollen nub. But he didn't do no more than that, no more than that, and it was pure torture.
Soon, she was writhing underneath the two men on either side of her. Her initial plan to give them both hand jobs forgotten, when Draco was deliberately blowing against her clit, distracting her, teasing her and simply driving her insane with lust.
A few second later, Draco's agile tongue was there, and Hermione instantly began bucking against him in unrestrained passion, when he began to slowly flick, swirl and glide his tongue over her sensitive bundle of nerves before suckling it in rapid succession. She was emitting incoherent whining noises against Voldemort's delicious lips, where she could feel the Dark Lord smirking sexily throughout their torrid kiss. On her breast, she faintly heard Lucius soft chuckles that resulted to a slight vibration right against her nipple, which he had suckled deeply into his ravenous mouth.
Their combine sensual onslaught on her body inflamed her so exquisitely that she felt raw and thoroughly ravaged, ready to burst out at any time. Her inner walls quivered and tightened with a fierce desire. She felt the unmistakable wetness, which pooled shamelessly from her pulsating entrance. Draco was sniffing her right there, and it made her squirmed a bit more.
She was wide awake now, and already gearing for another long session of sex and debauchery with all the three men. She was addicted to them, to their cocks and to that intense and long orgasm that she had experienced repeatedly not too long ago.
"Good morning, our dearest mudblood." Voldemort murmured to her in between long, languorous kisses, all the while he began using his hand to knead her other breast; just beside Lucius who was tending to her other one. She felt the blonde's aristocratic nose nudged against her creamy bosom while he licked one pink nipple.
Hermione could only thrashed and writhed at their erotic attention. The coil deep within her belly wounding tight while she tried to grind her cunt against Draco's wonderful mouth for him to feast on.
"How do you like your morning wake-up call, darling?"
"Ugnhh," was her only reply as Hermione's eyes fluttered open. Her face was flushed, the blush spreading right into her bosom while that familiar inferno of heat simmered deep within her belly, tightening like a high-strung cord as Draco finally slipped two fingers into her glistening folds and began pumping in and out of her slick passage.
Hermione's inside muscles convulsed as a hot trail of pure delight zipped right into her repeatedly. The feeling of Draco suckling and flicking his tongue over her sensitized nub in time with his thrusting fingers already had her gasping and moaning in between the two men, who was also driving her into pleasurable insanity.
Merlin! She truly, and desperately needed any of them inside her that instant!
"We can't…get… enough of you." Voldemort murmured lustfully and raggedly in between kisses. Hermione could feel his thick length prodding against the side of her stomach, where she felt the familiar moisture that gathered at the tip of his erection. At the sensation of his undeniable desire for her, Hermione had the insatiable hunger to lick that pre-cum from his weeping slit and take his throbbing cock completely inside her mouth and make him beg.
One thing she discovered, which she really enjoyed as well, was giving them oral sex and hand jobs. She loved the feel either of their engorged erections inside her mouth or in her hands, where she had the power to drive them mad with lust and make them lose control, to the point that they were forced to cum into her mouth or spurt their creamy, white essence right down her throat or her face, neck and chest, where Hermione would eagerly swallow and lick every drop of their delicious juices like a starving nymphomaniac.
The taste of their seed was addicting that she loved cleaning them off using her tongue, sucking them until they would beg for her to stop, or until they would become aroused again that they would fuck her in the mouth, ramming into her until she felt their cock deep down her throat.
With magic, Hermione was able to withstand deep-throat without bothering with her gag reflex. The men had taught her so much, especially with different uses of magic in sex, which she knew that she would have never found out if it weren't for them.
As a matter of fact, she had merely observed them apply the necessary things on her, and her mind had automatically stowed it away in her long-term memory. For surely, she could never forget this sexual encounter with all three of them, most certainly of the feeling of their cocks sliding into her tight cunt the first time. That feeling had been amazing and mind-blowing that it left an imprint on her, inside her and every part of her that they had taken.
At the thought of that manhood filling her completely, made Hermione whined in unrestrained desire. The insane need to have any of them entering her became too much, too unbearable that she thought that she was going to die if they didn't take her soon.
"Let us.. take you.. again," Voldemort whispered to her in a gruff voice and where Hermione responded by kissing him in absolute desperation, and saying while her kisses turned sloppy, "I want you, I want you. Take me - take me again! Please! I want to feel all of you inside me!"
Voldemort bit her bottom lip and Hermione reacted by forcing her tongue into his mouth and kissed him in equal fervour. She felt a sense of triumph and satisfaction of hearing a surprise moan coming from him, which changed into a guttural groan as Hermione suckled his tongue and then started kissing him deeply and passionately.
With Voldemort's and the other men's skillful fingers on her breast and clit, they strummed and plucked her like the cord of a harp, making her vibrate in primal desire and sing that melodious tone of perversion.
"Still not enough, little mudblood," Lucius said, releasing his mouth from one erect nipple to turn his dark-silver orbs to stare at her with undeniable lust in his eyes.
"We will have you again today."
In that moment, Voldemort was currently nuzzling her neck and scraping his teeth on her pulse point, which allowed Hermione to speak to the blonde without Voldemort's lips to hinder her.
Hermione met Lucius' stormy-grey eyes with her darkened orbs, and said in an aching whisper, "Then, take me already. I want to feel you inside me so badly."
Merlin! She really did want one of them! Not when Draco was lapping at her cunt with so much gusto that had her wanting to have something thicker, longer and hard hammering right into her weeping entrance.
There was a look of pure, unadulterated desire that flared inside Lucius' nimbus-grey orbs when she said it, right before he swiftly propped himself on his elbows and claimed her lips with his own - and either intentionally or unintentionally - forced Voldemort to lean back away from her. Not noticing the way the dark-haired man's eyes had flashed red at Lucius' audacity to invade his territory.
Lucius firm lips completely dominated Hermione as he thrust his tongue straight into her mouth, and kiss her demandingly and deeply. Hermione could only mewl weakly as he kissed her, dragging his sculpted lips over hers while he expertly stroke his tongue into her, delving into her wet cavern so thoroughly and masterfully that had Hermione feeling lightheaded and breathless.
There was a zap of desire that streaked into her core, making her very aware that she specifically want Lucius Malfoy to spread her legs wide open and cleaved his way into her; and thrust and thrust until he could bring them both to that pinnacle of unbridled delight, or until she would scream and he would shout, and she could feel his hot seed spilling inside her twitching and spasming womb, and just simply glorifying at the overwhelming euphoria from their combine released.
At the image of Lucius driving his cock right into her, Hermione could not stop herself from plunging her fingers into his silken silver tresses, using her fingers to revel in the rich softness of his hair while she clutched him tightly against hers. Breathing his expensive scent, savouring his decadent taste, and relishing at the hard pressed of his virile body against hers. They kissed until their breathing became rugged and rapid. Their tongue and lips melding together in a dance of both passion and possessiveness.
With both desire and wanton abandonment, she gave herself to him and his son, who was now hurriedly sliding his fingers inside her, flicking and sucking her little pearl into his mouth relentlessly.
Hermione knew right then that inevitable end was near. She could feel the familiar clenching of her inner walls and the trembling of her thighs, when she grind herself wildly against Draco's ravenous mouth.
"Merlin! Lucius… Lucius...Gawd, Draco!"
Soon, Hermione was whimpering right against the tongue that massage hers with a swift masterful strokes and glides. Even after being thoroughly fucked and kissed, Hermione was still no way near as skilful as the three men.
She still had more to learn from them.
Voldemort suddenly let out a short and strained chuckle when Hermione's attention had completely shifted to the handsome blonde man.
"Careful Lucius, or your wife is going to be terribly furious with you when she finds out that you're thoroughly enjoyed kissing the mudblood! Now, will you get back to what you were doing and stop kissing her, you fool?!"
Lucius froze at Voldemort's threatening words, and he hastily detached himself from Hermione. For a fraction of a second, their eyes met and Hermione saw the conflicted expression on the blonde's face a second before it disappeared. His handsome, aristocratic features turning stoic as he looked at the Dark Lord.
"I apologize, my Lord - for kissing her without your permission." Lucius said as he moved away from Hermione's lips, which was red and swollen from his kiss.
And when Lucius glance at her once more, Hermione shot him a heated stare that spoke volume of her desire for him, silently telling him that she wanted to feel his beautifully-made cock sinking right into her very core, deeply until she could only feel complete fullness.
The Malfoy Patriarch sucked in a lungful of breath at the look she gave him. Her insides nearly quivered when she noticed how his wide shoulders had tensed and how his hand had twitched, as if he was about to grab her and do just that. Regardless, the man had iron will that he restrained himself, forcefully wrenching his silver gaze from her when Voldemort spoke.
"See to it that you do not do it again," Voldemort was saying, his blue eyes as cold as ice chips when he glared at the blonde.
Of course, he wasn't going to do that, not unless ordered by Voldemort himself. Even when Hermione desperately needed him inside her. But when it was obvious that it was not going to happen, she concentrated more on her other lover who was still preoccupied with licking her down there, making her tremble and writhe again. Draco had the same talented tongue as his father, whom Hermione wanted to fuck together.
"Yes, my Lord." Hermione heard Lucius tight response, where he consequently resumed his sensual ministration on her breast with renewed ardour.
Immediately, she felt the blissful jolt that generated from Lucius swirling tongue on her nipple. At the same time, Voldemort suddenly swoop down towards and kissed her once more, demanding and forceful than ever before. The Dark Lord claimed her lips and explored her in a breathtakingly and achingly possessive way that made Hermione realized that her raven-haired lover hadn't like it when she had responded to Lucius' kiss unlike she had responded to him.
At their passionate attention, Hermione lost all coherent thought while she whine loudly against the mouth that continued to kiss her. Gradually and inevitably, that familiar heat in her belly began to unravel while she was now shamelessly dripping down there as she crested towards that height of pure ecstasy. She could feel her vaginal passage clenching and unclenching as Draco used his three fingers and his mouth to force her to that familiar sweet precipice not too far away.
"Draco, is she near?" Voldemort broke their kiss to ask the question while Hermione kiss Voldemort's strong jaw and nipping the smooth skin of his chin with her teeth in sheer desperation.
"Hurry, hurry, please put your cock inside me!" she cried out with need, impatiently rocking her hips as her hand found Voldemort's broad shoulder and dug her nails into his skin.
The dark-haired man hissed in both pain and pleasure, when at the same time, Hermione's other hand found his cock as well. She immediately wrapped her palm around his thick length and began pumping him. Voldemort responded by suckling her on the neck greedily and hissing deeply into her skin at the sensation of her hand tightly moving around him.
By this time, Lucius was already moving away from her and towards the place where his son was pleasuring her, his intention clear as he palmed his cock with his right hand, pre-cum oozing from his tip which he rubbed with his thumb.
"Close - she's close!" Draco was able to say hurriedly while he drove his fingers into her.
And he was right.
Hermione could feel the heat inside her started to uncoil further. Her inner walls clamping tighter and tighter around Draco's pumping digits as she rocking her hips unevenly. A few seconds later, her inner muscles began to convulse - that tiny, preliminary tremor of an orgasm,
"Fuck, mudblood!" Voldemort grunted out loud after Hermione had unintentionally tightened her hold around his cock. Voldemort's hips thrusting forward as she moved her hand up and down his length fast, fast and desperately as she hurtled into that earth-shattering bliss, inhibition completely obliterated when faced with that undeniable ecstasy close at hand.
She was nearly there, so god-damn near that she didn't even realized where the other Malfoy had went to.
"God, ferret! I'm about to – God!" Her body started to tremble, sweat dotted her brows as she felt Draco licking the juices that trickled out of her. She felt the teasing glide of his tongue over her sensitive nub and she almost came undone when he suckled her afterwards, flicking and drawing circles while he still had her nub between his sweet lips.
She was whining in wild abandoned now. "Nghh…Faster! Ugnhh – ugnhh….faster you ferret! Suck me harder!.. Ughh! Yes!...Suck me right there! Oh –oh-god! God! Draco!"
And then she came hard, screaming to god knows what as her legs clamped around Draco's head. She bucked and shuddered helplessly in absolute bliss as her orgasm came crashing down on her. Draco laved her quivering pussy with his expert mouth, prolonging her orgasm by suckling her little nub. He whirled his tongue over it and drew it tightly between his lips until she was half-sobbing out in unbridled joy, squirting her juices right into his waiting mouth while he continued to swiftly pump his digits into her clenching and contracting vaginal passage.
Draco Malfoy swallowed and licked all of her juices from her - every drop of it - until Hermione felt the lingering imprint of his tongue and mouth on her. A pleasant burn on her flushed and heated skin.
And with Hermione still trembling from the aftermath of her climax, she hadn't stop moving her hand over Voldemort's amazing cock. Her dark-haired lover was in the middle of thrusting himself into Hermione's palm. His thick length pulsating in her hand and thoroughly moist from his arousal, which made it a lot easier for Hermione to work on him.
The temptation to have that glorious cock inside her mouth becoming too much to bear. She wanted to feel that hot hardened velvet entering her wet cavern and just simply suck and lick that delicious juices that seeped out from the slit of his shaft.
Hermione had to involuntarily swallow hard at the thought of his cock wrapped around her mouth. She had given them oral before, and at the memory of it made her mouth water, remembering how they had moan, groan and shout when she suckled them just right, and used her teeth and tongue to stimulate them a little more. It had felt incredible to have that sense of power over them as they came right into her mouth, feeling their hot viscous essence spurting deep down her throat, and how delicious and amazing it had been when she had swallowed their dripping cum just out from their jerking cocks.
Grasping Voldemort's thick length firmly with one hand, she rubbed him from his ridged tip until the base of his cock, and giving him a tight squeeze when she reached the bulbous head, where she rolled a thumb over the moisture that seeped out from his hole before sliding her hand downwards again.
Voldemort had a look of bliss on his handsome face as Hermione pumped him harder and faster that he was now emitting a lot of noises.
"Oh gawd mudblood…gawd- merlin…ughn…take -take me inside your mouth. Take me now!…merlin..ngah..." Voldemort was mumbling incoherently and needily against her neck, pressing his face beside her pulse point, licking her there and nuzzling her ears while the muscles on his shoulders bunched tightly. His narrow hips jerking in time with her pumping hand. "Make me cum - make me cum into your mouth…Nghh…Ugn..Merlin's breath!"
He was saying to her as he continued to knead her breast and pinched and flicked her nipple with his thumb and index finger. Regardless, his demands didn't register to Hermione. She was still preoccupied with the feeling of acute pleasure that generated from his and Draco's wonderful mouth and fingers that she felt her insides twitching; the heat in her belly began to burn hotly once more.
"Oh-oh-!" A wail forced its way from Hermione's swollen lips as Draco suddenly stabbed his tongue right into her wet entrance, swirling and licking her juices that continued to trickle out from her. She deliriously heard Voldemort sucking a lungful of breath when she unconsciously tightened her hold on his cock. She listened to her dark haired lover hissing and panting in unrestrained passion as he started kissing her face, her jaw and the corners of her lips.
Voldemort's kisses was drugging and heady, making her feel inebriated and high on ecstasy at the same time.
"I want to put my cock inside your mouth," he was murmuring to her, as he drew her lower lip between his teeth, suckling it in an erotic way that made her shiver and tingle to the very tips of her toes. His wonderful kisses making her want him all the more, desire his words as well, to make him cum into her mouth and take all of him down her throat.
But her thoughts fled for hills when Draco used his magical tongue to invade her entrance.
"Ugh—ngh-Ferret! Do that again!"
"Will you stop calling me ferret?!" Draco complained a moment after he released his mouth from her cunt.
Hermione felt frustration when her sexual enjoyment was temporarily put on hold.
"Or I swear to Merlin, I'm not going to make you-!"
She didn't hear Draco finished because she suddenly felt someone shove the younger blonde out of the way, while a much taller man settled between her open thighs. There was the sound of someone falling out of the bed, followed by an "Ompff," and a few colourful curses as Draco hit the floor.
"You talk too much, son." Hermione heard the deep, smooth voice of the older Malfoy said, just a second before she felt it. The wet probe of something large and hot rubbing against her moist and sensitive nether lips.
"I fucking knew it!" She hazily heard Draco said in annoyance as Hermione's body immediately flushed with excitement and anticipation at the feeling of that glorious cock right against her.
She opened her eyes to look, and her gaze promptly met a pair of stormy-silver eyes. Her breathing accelerated at the sight of him kneeling between her thighs with his cock jutting out proudly and brushing against her glistening folds. The tip of him grazing lightly above her clit in a tortuously teasing way, making her insides contract without volition at the feeling of him right there.
Holding her lust-filled gaze, Lucius Malfoy slid his hands beneath her butt to lift her up and aligned her completely against his stiff member.
Explicit excitement rushed through her body, propelling Hermione to move her hand over Voldemort's erection hurriedly that she could feel that telltale sign of his orgasm nearing. She circled a thumb over his tip and squeezed the ridge every time she moved her hands up and down his pulsating cock.
There was a prickle of satisfaction that tingled at the base of her spine, when she felt his balls drawing back sharply at her attention. Her handsome dark-haired lover was making this strangled pants and hisses that sounded remarkably like parseltongue, which nearly tempted Hermione to simply climb on top of him and ride him until she had him shouting in that ancient language of his in absolute bliss, alongside the man who had his glorious cock currently grazing hotly against her.
Briefly, Lucius grazed the tip of his weeping shaft against her swollen nub, making Hermione gasped at the tantalizing touch of his ridged head against that sensitive bundle of nerves right there. She felt the sticky moisture slipping into her clit from Lucius' leaking hole, lubricating her there as he teased her so thoroughly that had her inner walls spasm and quiver from her unholy desire to have him inside her at once.
Hermione was whining in frustration now while Voldemort thrusts turned to uneven jerks of his hips, saying: "Oh good lord! I'm nearly there - nearly there, don't stop! don't stop yet, mudblood! Ugn..Your - your hands feel - feel so incredible...I'm about to -"
And then, Lucius was there, probing her first with his tip, making her ultra-aware of his velvety hardness touching her folds. Hot. Wet and Persistent.
Hermione's heart beat erratically when she saw the look of unparalleled lust that strained his aristocratic features. His fingers dug into her butt cheeks as he finally parted her swollen folds with the tip of his moistened cock, and promptly pressed himself right into her trembling entrance.
Their eyes met once more, and Hermione felt a hot flush of desire that went straight to her core at the thought of finally being filled to the hilt by his exceedingly large length. Just one thrust and he would be inside her, and at that angle, she knew she was going to orgasm fast.
"Come for me, my sweet," he said in obvious need and at once drove himself straight into her; the angle that he had her placed in allowed him to penetrate into her deeply, and hit that sensitive spot that easily battered her walls and forced her to surrender completely to him.
"God, Lucius!" She screamed, arching up with his name wrenching from her lips as she came hard with just the overwhelming fullness of his shaft buried deeply inside her.
"Merlin!" came the gasp of pure ecstasy that escape from the man above her as he sheathed himself to the hilt inside her. The feeling of completely and finally being filled to the brink made Hermione's entire body thrummed with unholy delight as her inner walls clamped down tightly around Lucius large manhood. Her insides twitching and spasming as the feeling of acute bliss swept through her.
"Oh Morgana's fuck!" The blonde above her said when he sensed her inner walls spasmed and tightened around his throbbing length.
She shuddered uncontrollably as she whined and cried out, rationality fleeing from her mind,
"Oh God! Lucius! Lucius! Lucius!"
"Damn it, mudblood! Your cunt feel so fucking incredible!" Lucius groaned in rapture at her.
"I want you to feel all of me," he said to her in a hoarse and aching whisper while Hermione let out a keening cry when he unexpectedly shoved himself further into her, trying to bury himself completely into her twitching tight walls until the tip of his shaft was pressing against her cervix.
"UGHN!"
It felt slightly uncomfortable somewhat, but also felt incredibly good to have him buried deeply into her. She felt wetness spurting out from her and directly into Lucius cock while she continued to convulse and quiver around him uncontrollably.
Hermione wrapped her legs around Lucius narrow hips, a whine welling up from deep within Hermione as her blonde lover began to thrust himself into her, the friction was just simply exquisite, amazingly electrifying, especially when he was prolonging her orgasmic bliss by the stab of his glorious heat into her still contracting core.
Hermione's hands leaving Voldemort's engorged member, who promptly growled in anger as soon as her hand had stopped pleasuring him.
She didn't even know what she had done until it was too late.
Lucius Malfoy was such a great and attentive lover that Hermione could feel tears springing from her eyes at the wondrous feeling of just totally being filled by him.
Then, the man above her leaned down towards her. His eyes as dark as storm clouds when he started kissing her passionately, picking up his rhythm and began pounding himself deeply into her trembling warmth.
Hermione grabbed the blonde man's muscled shoulders as she willingly responded to him. Her fingers tangling themselves into his long, silver-blonde locks while she began to move her hips upwards, meeting Lucius thrusts for thrusts, and relishing in the feel of him entering and sinking repeatedly into her heated core.
Hermione was lost. She couldn't deny the feeling of desire that course through her veins as she kissed and fucked Lucius Malfoy. Her fingers curling around his nape as she drown herself into his passionate kiss and every part of him.
Lifting her hips up in time with Lucius thrust, Hermione half-whined and half-sobbed at the delicious friction. The position felt incredible with he purposely hitting that spot deep within her womb. It made Hermione feel extremely stuff that she was soon cresting towards her third orgasm. Her insides began to quiver once more when Lucius increased his pace, demanding and relentless while her blonde lover started to breathe in a gasp as they kissed.
"Merlin! Mudblood, mudblood..," came Lucius raw groan against her lips as she felt his balls tightening, his fingers digging into her bare hips in a bruising grip when his thrust turned erratic, frenzied and desperate. At the same time her thighs began to tremble at the effort of meeting his downward stroke while her vaginal walls began to grow tighter and clamped harder around him.
Hermione started whining loudly now, nonsensical and explicit noises that made Lucius respond to her with throaty grunts and long, deep moans of his own.
"Come for me again, mudblood, cum for –"
Hermione froze when Lucius' blonde tresses was suddenly yanked to the side by a pissed Voldemort. She saw Lucius wincing at that while he immediately stilled above her. The corded muscles of his arms and shoulders tensing. His powerful thighs flexed and his taut buttocks strained as he tried to stop himself from ploughing right into her again.
"Didn't I tell you not to take her without my expressed permission, Lucius?! Now, withdraw the fuck out of her, you piece of scum!" Voldemort ordered as he pulled Lucius hair savagely.
Lucius, in turn, looked like he was about to punch the Dark Lord. His pale face contorted into one of absolute fury, potent magic crackled from both men as they glared at each other.
When Lucius didn't make a move to withdraw, Voldemort took matters into his own hands. With a feral snarl, he tried to pull the blonde away from Hermione. Lucius still throbbing member started to part from her, the grip on her hips reluctantly loosen.
"NO!" Hermione protested as she clamped her legs tightly around Lucius hips. "Don't!"
Voldemort didn't like her response one bit as both men turned their attention towards her. Lucius with an expression of triumph and complete desire while Voldemort's eyes had flared red, his handsome face turning hard as granite.
Draco, on the other hand, was standing near the four-poster bed, wide-eyed as he watched his father and the Dark Lord fought over Hermione like she was a bag of bone that they wanted to pick. He had been pleasuring himself with his hand when the fight had started.
"Do you want him more than me, mudblood?" The Dark Lord asked in a cold, emotionless voice that made the two Malfoys and Hermione shiver in fright. Dark magic trickled out from the dark-haired man in waves as his intent to kill became apparent.
"You can have her, my-" Lucius began fearfully, as he tried to pull out from her, Hermione didn't let him. Tightening her legs around his hips, Hermione then slammed herself right back into his cock.
"Fuck!" Lucius grunted as Hermione impaled herself completely into him, which turned into raw gasps when a pleasant jolt shot through the both of them.
Then, she began moving against his amazing length, despite the fact that the blonde was trying to hold himself still with his face screwed shut. She felt his throbbing manhood jerked when she drew him deeper into her, a strangled moan escaping from his parted lips as Hermione moved against him.
"I'll take that as a yes then," Voldemort stated in barely above a whisper, his words inaudible due to his cold rage, but Hermione was having none of that.
So, without hesitation, and without an ounce of fear, she slightly rose up from the bed and aggressively pulled the other man into her arms. Voldemort lost balance and toppled right on top of her, where Hermione tried to soothe his anger with an assuring kiss, and tried to coaxed a response from his immovable lips.
"I want you too," she whispered to him, suckling the fullness of his lower lip which made the man inhale sharply. "So stop being angry."
And with the Dark Lord temporarily distracted, Lucius took this chance to start thrusting himself into her swiftly, intending to give them that sweet released before the Dark Lord would stop them again.
Hermione was so drenched down there that the sound of wet flesh slapping and sliding against each other was obscenely loud. She whined and whimpered right against Voldemort's impassive lips. She wanted him as well. She needed to feel his and Lucius cock ramming into her again. It had felt incredible the first time they had entered her together, now she wanted to feel them inside her and bring her to that earth-shattering and endless orgasm once more.
"Please," Hermione begged Voldemort as her fingers moved on his nape to grasp his wavy, raven locks, kissing him hungrily on the lips. Their eyes locked. Her pleading chocolate-brown eyes met his stoic, ruby gaze.
"I want to feel you inside me again," she murmured huskily, pleadingly. "I want to come against both of you. You both feel amazing the first time -please…"
Voldemort's eyes flared hotly, his breathing rapid and uneven, and she knew then that she had gotten the Dark Lord right under her thumb. He must have recalled how it had felt like when both he and Lucius had taken her, how it had made all of them climax repeatedly inside her at the intensity of their combine penetration. The feeling of being stuff and filled persistently had made her go over the edge endlessly that her creamy juices had trickled down her thighs and even clung to their thrusting manhood.
Voldemort certainly wanted to experience it again. So in a flash, Hermione watched Voldemort moved. He was so aroused that his cock stood straight up to his stomach.
"Roll the hell over, Lucius!" The Dark Lord ordered sharply, but the Malfoy was already in too deep.
Hermione was whimpering now as Lucius continued to pound into her. She touched her breast and her clit to bring herself to that earth-shattering climax that had been denied from her. With Lucius glorious length driving deeply into her, Hermione's body began to shake again, her legs strained as she rocked her hips upwards to meet Lucius' thrust, where they moan, groan and pant in unison at the intense friction of their rough coupling. The wetness of their combine arousal slipping and trickling between them as they hurtled towards that earth-shattering precipice together.
"Move the fucking over, you ingrate!" Voldemort's words must have pierced through Lucius' fogged mind because her blonde lover suddenly rolled them over, and placed her on top of him, their sex still connected.
Hermione placed her sweat-stained forehead on Lucius shoulder as he instantly picked up his paced again. This time, he had his hands gripping her butt as he brought her hips down to meet his upwards thrust, and then started hammering into her, pushing himself upwards and rolling his hips deliberately to grind against Hermione's swollen nub, with her nearly sobbing from the acute pleasure elicited from his penetration. The clapping of flesh growing louder as they both tried to reach that inevitable end.
"Merlin, Lucius… Lucius, Lucius," came her strangled whimper, like mantra as her insides began to contract around his thrusting manhood. And when she felt Voldemort's cock rubbing his moistened tip against that sensitive rim of her butt hole, Hermione let out a strained cry of surprise while a shock of bliss zipped right into her quivering core, making her nether lips swell and making her extremely aroused than ever before at the thought of another cock entering her, and the excitement of being filled to full capacity.
As Voldemort pressed the ridged and moist tip of his manhood into her tight butthole, the heat inside Hermione intensified and began to unravel. Hermione started clawing at the bedsheets, scratching at the hard muscles of Lucius chest and shoulders which left red angry marks on his skin, and started kissing the blonde with a desperation of a drown woman as her inner walls began to clamp around Lucius' relentless cock.
She could feel him nearing his orgasm as well. The familiar tightening and drawing of his scrotum, every time he continued to slam upwards into her, was a distinct indication that he was near. His grunts, moans and groans growing louder by the second.
"Oh, Merlin!..Ugn…ughn! My – my lord…she – she's about to – "
And then...
"Oh Fuck! .Sweet Lord!- UGH!"
Lucius shouted unexpectedly after Hermione bit his shoulder. Fisting her fingers in the bedsheets, Hermione sunk her teeth deeper into the corded muscles of Lucius' shoulders, where she could taste his sweat and the instant burst of salt and iron – his blood.
She screamed against his perspiring skin the instant sweet oblivion enveloped every fibre of her being.
"Nnghh…!" came her muffled cry as her body was wracked by yet another strong marvellous shudders, her insides convulsing uncontrollably while her thighs strained. Her movements hurried and jerking as she moved up and down against that cock that slammed right into her, impaling herself repeatedly into Lucius's shaft to extend that feeling of bliss that washed over her.
She tried not to collapse on top of Lucius as she finally stiffened above him. Her vaginal walls clamping down tightly around Lucius' still moving manhood. The blonde's face had contorted into a familiar look of ecstasy at the feeling of her tightening around him.
"UGH! UGH! AHH…OH MERLIN!" Lucius was shouting as he drove himself into her - sharply and erratically. His short nails biting into the skin of her butt as he forced her to meet his thrusting cock.
She felt the trickle of her cum sliding down her inner thighs as Lucius slipped in and out of her. The wet sounds of their sex was distinct in an otherwise nearly-silent room. Hermione could only half-sob and half-mewl at the feeling of him squeezing right into her quivering cunt, still spasming from her unexpected orgasm.
"OH MERLIN! MUDBLOOD! MUBLOOD!"
Then, she could feel Lucius balls drawing back sharply and his cock jerking before -
Without warning, Voldemort thrust himself right into her - not into her butthole - but right into her moist heat, where she was still twitching from her orgasm and where Lucius was currently buried.
"ARRGGHHH!" Hermione screamed at the same time Voldemort exclaiming, "OH FUCK MUDBLOOD!" as another climax ripped through Hermione when her dark-haired lover sunk his cock right into her.
"GOOD GOD!" Lucius Malfoy shouted as he came, propelled into that sweet oblivion at the feeling of the astounding tightness and with another cock rubbing against his. With Lucius face flushed to the extreme, Hermione felt that familiar hot rush of his seed shooting right inside her.
Helplessly, she writhed and thrashed between the two men, who were currently groaning in absolute pleasure as they revelled in the feeling of her tight heat clenching and unclenching around their throbbing lengths.
"God's above mudblood! – you - you are exquisite!" Lucius told her in a low, deep growl as she continued to quiver around them, shuddering from the mind-numbing ecstasy of being filled by both of them. Her inside was rioting at the feeling of the two cocks that rubbed and squeezed into her cunt. She felt the sharp and electrifying jolt of raw delight streaking to the very tips of her toes and fingers, and then sweeping deep into her core and towards her nipples that made her ache in both places.
"Merlin, you are heaven on earth, sweetling," was what Voldemort said in a hoarse, tight voice.
With tears streaming from her eyes Hermione opened her legs wider and started bucking her hips wantonly against the two cocks that impaled her, shallow jerks that had the two men inhaling sharply and grunting in pure bliss as they both tried to prolong her orgasm with their combine heat.
Lucius was still thoroughly aroused. The man always had a voracious appetite when it came to having sex with her, especially now when Voldemort was there. She was stretched tight that they could easily rubbed that sensitize spongy spot at the back of her vaginal walls with their girth.
She was still quivering around them, gasping for breath, whining softly as a sheen of sweat slid down her spine and between the mounds of her breast. Sweat dotted around her forehead while her brown curls clung to her nape and her shoulders from her perspiration.
A bright flush dusted her cheeks and spread to her bosom from the exertion, excitement and the acute sensation of fullness by the two shaft that filled and stretched her. The two men were straining between her. They were thoroughly aroused just from the tight fit and from the added stimulation of another penis rubbing against each other.
Hermione could only feel slightly faint at the euphoria, mixed with a twinge of pain from being penetrated by the both of them.
Voldemort was kneeling behind her, and with his shaft still inside her, he reached out a hand to fondle her breast, propping his other hand on her hip to prevent himself from falling over her and Lucius.
If Hermione remembered correctly, Lucius had told her that Voldemort was positioned in what they call the doggy style while Hermione was doing the cowgirl position. She was sandwiched between them with her knees on either side of Lucius hips as the blonde lay underneath her.
As they allowed her to adjust to their girth, their hands sought out her breasts and her clit to stimulate her a little more, to bring her fast to another climax while Hermione could only whine like a wanton vixen against Lucius neck, biting and nibbling the skin there until he was hissing in either pain or pleasure - or both.
In no time, Lucius hissed turned to gasps of raw pleasure, with Voldemort gruffly saying, "Merlin! Merlin! Mudblood!" when Hermione involuntarily clamped around their cocks at the sharp, delightful sensation that surged right through her every time Lucius rubbed and circled a thumb over her clit, using the combine wetness that pooled from where they were all connected to stimulate her right there.
"Ngh..Ughn! Please! Stop! Stop – stop teas – teasing me! Oh – oh God! Merlin! Just fu - fuck me already! I'm -" Hermione writhed helplessly between them, keening wildly as jolt after jolt of dizzying pleasure shot through her from their erotic hands; and added with the sensation of their cocks still inside her, Hermione could not stop herself from feeling the familiar preliminary tremors of orgasm on her vaginal walls. Liquid heat was racing through her veins with Lucius and Voldemort rekindling that fiery embers at the pit of her belly into a raging inferno.
"Oh God! Merlin's fuck, mudblood! I love your fucking cunt!…Ugnn…nghh…," came Voldemort's choked voice as he fondled and tweaked her breast earnestly now while Hermione wriggled pathetically between them. Her thighs shook and strained to keep herself from collapsing on top of Lucius.
She felt herself getting damp even more from down there as her inner walls began to truly spasm.
"Good God! You're going to be the death of us!" Lucius exclaimed hoarsely while Voldemort was murmuring needily, "Merlin! I can't get enough of your cunt, mudblood! You feel so fucking incredible! I want to fuck you again and again -"
The two men was emitting a lot of noises now, louder than before as they began to feel the change in her, the feeling of her tight walls fluttering around their shafts, the clenching and the sucking pressure inside her as Hermione neared her orgasm from their combine sexual stimulation.
She felt only undiluted excitement and joy at the feeling of their hands and fingers touching her breasts, nipples and her swollen nub. They touched her so sensually and expertly, yet they remained unmoving inside her. It was an exquisite torment while they allowed her to adjust to their combine penetration. They softly moaned at the sensation of her twitching around their manhood. They trembled and let out a gasp when she bucked against them, sheathing herself deeply into them and trying to force them to fucking move already.
As they continued to extract every last pleasured noises from her, the coil deep within her belly tightened, making her thoroughly wet down there and easier for them to slip right into her.
"Oh Merlin, oh merlin…," came Voldemort's hoarse and strangled words as Hermione finally felt him started moving, and the feeling of him trying to squeeze into her, the mind-boggling pressure of him filling her had Hermione's mind glazing over.
The pleasure was so intense, so intense that all sanity had fled from her. In seconds, she began spasming. The little control she had over her body slipped, making her nether lips glisten, unfurl and open wider around them, making her ultra-sensitive to their miniscule movements when they began jerking their hips and rubbing inside her.
"God! God!" came her high-pitched uninhibited cries as they slowly and shallowly moved in unison. The feel of their hot cocks rubbing inside her while they repeatedly grazed that erogenous spot had Hermione experiencing short burst of orgasmic bliss. Her eyes rolling at the back of her head from the explicit ecstasy of them hitting her right there.
They invaded her southern territory so thoroughly that she could feel the entire breached from wall to wall. It made her clamped on them tightly, so deliciously tight that left them scrambling for their breaths and giving them the trouble to either withdraw and invade into her walls.
"Oh sweet morgana's! – Ughnn…ngh! Shit! This is – God! just –Fuck!" came Voldemort's guttural groans as he thrust himself into her, trying to squeeze right beside Lucius cock while Hermione could only let out a weak whimper and mewl at the feeling of them entering her simultaneously.
She orgasm right then. A brief contraction that came with a surge of liquid inside her which had Hermione wringing her fingers around the bed sheets, pressing her forehead against Lucius neck, and gasping sharply when they finally found a rhythm and started picking up their pace.
She moaned, a rather deep moan that originated from the depths of her. The feeling was simply…inexplicably, mind-boggling and meteoric that her body was flushed red. Her inner walls continued to clench and unclench around them reflexively, short tremors accompanied by the pouring of her juices that provided them the right lubrication.
Then, the two men's voices began rising up as they fucked her together.
"Merlin, mudblood! Mud—Ugn!...Good God!" Lucius was saying right into her ear. The endlessly twitching of her cunt was only the beginning of their pleasure. Not when Hermione could feel the true end coming soon.
"Fuck! Mudblood…you – you feel – you feel - Ngnhh…!" Voldemort was grunting as he gripped her left hip that would surely bruised her skin.
And with Lucius holding her right hip, they invaded her together, ramming and pounding into her tight heat. She could feel herself breaking around them fast. All her defences disintegrating at the onslaught of their combine invasion.
Hermione could only bite her lip until she felt the taste of blood bursting into her tongue. Nonetheless, despite the wound, she didn't feel the pain - no she didn't - not when the two men between her was giving her such immeasurable ecstasy that she must have gone to Nirvana.
They dismantled her shields completely by pummeling straight right into her, right into that weak spot that would break down her inner walls until she surrendered to what they wanted from her - to that heaven on earth.
She could no longer hold herself together as she felt herself growing mildly faint at the intensity of their penetration. So, when Lucius felt the change in her, the telltale tightening of her inner walls, squeezing and squeezing until Voldemort and Lucius were pressed tightly inside her, her blonde lover began thrusting himself frenziedly into her, trying to make her orgasm before she would faint from the sheer ecstasy of it.
"Lucius! Stop – stop! Stop the fuck – Oh Merlin!" Hermione heard Voldemort protesting at the pace Lucius had set, and when he finally felt the clenching muscles down there as she neared her peak, Voldemort followed suit in driving himself into her, and mumbling all the while, "Oh merlin, oh fuck, come for us darling, come for us, I want to feel your cunt milking us dry, feel you twitching around us, yes that's it, like that, fuck! oh-oh merlin-"
Their combine wetness seeping from her entrance, lubricating their already moistened shafts as they sunk and rubbed between her drenched folds. The sound of wet, popping noises becoming distinct as they withdrew and drove wildly into her.
And when Lucius rolled his hips tightly against her swollen nub. Instantly, she broke and shuddered with tears falling freely down her cheeks as she screamed out loud, her voice reverting throughout the bedroom.
"OH GOD!"
Her body stiffening and trembling between the two men who was now thrusting unevenly and roughly into her. Lucius with his familiar look of ecstasy etched on his face.
"OH FUCK! OH FUCK! FUCK!" She heard Voldemort cursing behind her, and with one final thrust, he ploughed deeply into her and plant his seed into her womb, marking his territory, where he shortly stiffened and let out a masculine shout of complete bliss.
"FUCK MUDBLOOD!"
Lucius was not far behind and gave a shout of something like, "Oh Bloody Fuck!" right before she sensed his cock twitched and jerked, and then subsequently felt the hot spurt of his sticky essence shooting inside her, mingling with her and Voldemort's juices.
At the feel of their released, Hermione's climax once more against them, this time not as explosive as the previous one, but still she shuddered and trembled and spasmed against her two lovers. The two groaned when she clamped down hard around their cocks once more while they continued to jerk themselves into her.
Afterwards, Voldemort was rumbling from deep within his chest in sexual gratification, his hand splaying over the small of her back and caressing her there, subsequently settling to knead her hip as he continued to bury himself inside her in a shallow thrust.
Hermione wasn't surprise when she felt both Voldemort and Lucius still aroused inside her. She knew that they were going to milk themselves dry to the very last drop into her, and it usually happens after they had five to six orgasm in a row, while Hermione would always end up climaxing countlessly before either of them could reach that number.
Lucius was groaning when he turned to nuzzle the side of her face in a needy and reverent way, while Hermione was crying when she kissed him again, suckling his full lower lip into her mouth and slipping her tongue into his parted lips, where Lucius immediately deepened their kiss, and half-growling and hissing into her mouth.
The two men was still moving inside her to prolong their orgasmic bliss, and hers as well, as she could feel herself twitching around them from the aftermath.
That's when she felt someone pulling her away from her blonde lover. She thought it was Voldemort, but she was surprised to see that it was Draco.
"Stop hogging her will you, father?! You've been terribly needy with her since she woke up! You're not the only man here in this room, you know!" Draco snapped at his sire while he pulled Hermione's face towards his, and Hermione eagerly leaned towards him.
She didn't realize how much she had missed Draco's kisses until now.
Within second, Draco hungrily possessed her with his mouth, scraping his teeth over her bottom lip, rasping the sensitive nerves there and Hermione immediately succumbed to his slow-burn kisses. He slid his tongue between her lips, asking for entry and Hermione instantly gave it to him.
She parted her lips for him to plunder, to claim this part of her, and let him dominate this territory like no other. And as his tongue tangled with hers, a moan of surrender wrenched from the confines of her lips.
She glorified in the sensation of his lips dragging ceaselessly over hers, the gliding and stroking caresses of his tongue that left a fiery fluttering in its wake. Her breathing became a rasp as Draco sucked her tongue that elicited an electrical current sweeping directly into her groin.
Then, she felt his hand on the side of her neck, cupping her right there where he must feel the thundering beat of her heart, from the combination of being thoroughly fucked by Lucius and Voldemort, and from his burning kisses.
Meanwhile, Lucius looked quite shock to see his son talking to him in such a way, which then turned to a look of anger as he watched Draco kissing her.
"I quite agree with your son, Lucius." Voldemort said, and gripping Hermione's hip, he thrust into her deeply again, and Hermione had to gasp out at the sensation of him squeezing into her tight passage with Lucius lips falling apart as he panted, "Goooodd…," the blonde's neck and shoulders strained. His cock jerked inside her in excitement, right against Voldemort's squeezing shaft, at the same time, Hermione's walls involuntarily fluttered around them, where the two men grunted and hissed at the sensation of her inner muscles clenching around them.
"You've drawn the mudblood's attention from me multiple times now, Lucius." Voldemort was growling as he punctuated each word by the sharp jerk of his hips.
Hermione whimpered against Draco's mouth, kissing him deeply and passionately while Voldemort pleasured both her and Lucius with his thick length, withdrawing from her before thrusting back again, slowly and tortuously. Hermione was in all fours that she had trouble keeping herself stable with Voldemort driving into her repeatedly.
Then, all of a sudden, he stilled, and Hermione could only squirm and buck against him in frustration and primal need.
With a soothing hand on her hip, he said to her: "Not yet, my darling. I still need to talk to the ingrate currently underneath you. I have suffered most of his disrespectful behaviour throughout this, but no more. His past misconduct must be address, for I do not like a repeat of it in the future."
At his harsh and dark words, Draco tore his lips away from hers to look at the Dark Lord fearfully. He scooted at the edge of bed as if ready to bolt out of there when Voldemort started emanating his familiar dark and malevolent magic over them.
Tired and sexually satiated, Hermione sagged right on top of Lucius, who was looking rather pale beneath her, when Voldemort directed his ruby-eyed stare at him.
"Don't forget Lucius that I was the one who invited you here," Voldemort began as he leaned to glare at the blonde over Hermione's head, who was getting sleepy by the second.
"I invited you here and your son to partake in the girl's deflowering. I allowed you to have a taste of her tight, virgin cunt, and I could just as easily send you back to your bland wife, and your son away, if you forget your place again." Voldemort growled in cold fury, his eyes flashing with menace.
"I don't want to remind you whom the girl truly belongs to, Lucius. Remember that first and foremost, the mudblood is mine. And not yours or your son's." He reminded him frostily while Lucius Malfoy had grown paler by the second, but Hermione felt her blonde lover tightening a hand around her hip in silence that belied his inner turmoil. It was an unconscious way for him to make a territorial claim over her.
"Don't test my patience, Malfoy, I might be open to sharing the girl with you and your heir, but never forget that I'm only using both of you to draw out every bit of pleasure from her to test this new body of mine. Do you understand?" The Dark Lord said in a threatening tone, where both Draco and Lucius instantly replied in fright, "Yes, My Lord."
"Good then. I won't have –"
"Are you done talking?" Hermione murmured drowsily, without thinking. "I'm getting sleepy and I don't have all day waiting for either of you to stop sizing up your cocks."
The man beneath her stilled. His hand tensing around her hip at her obtuse question, gripping her tightly as if afraid what the Dark Lord might do to her as a repercussion.
Surprisingly, Voldemort took it in stride and simply run a hand over her spine, a soft but firm caress that had Hermione undulating towards him, seeking and needing for more of his arousing touches.
"I think we have an hour before the effects of Severus potion's is gone from her system," she heard Voldemort said to no one in particular, but Hermione dazedly felt Lucius and Draco stiffening at his words. "The aphrodisiac and the contraceptive herb only last for no more than twenty-four hours as Severus have said. No matter. I will have Severus prepare for another batch the next day. In the meantime, let us finish with her."
Voldemort began moving again, and Hermione gasped as he slowly entered and withdrew from her, with Lucius breathing harshly beneath her.
Then, everything was a blur to Hermione from there. Voldemort and Lucius fucked her from either both her butt or cunt at same time, or just fucked her in the cunt, while Hermione gave Draco head. The feel of Draco's cock sliding into her mouth making her more horny and responsive to the two men, who were fucking her.
The sticky feeling between their thighs becoming more pronounced after the two men had her orgasm four times consecutively. She had contracted uncontrollably around their cocks until they orgasm alongside her. Their viscous white essence trickling out from her convulsing entrance, and Hermione had been shuddering non-stop and smearing the skin of her thighs with their juices.
The forward motion of their thrusting movements was propelling her forward towards Draco's cock, effectively giving him the best blowjob while she received multiple orgasms from her two lovers. Sometimes her two lovers used their hands to entice her body to the breaking point and forcing her over the edge until she felt raw.
With saliva and a bit of pre-cum dripping from her lips and chin, Hermione took Draco's shaft inside her mouth, marvelling at the feeling of that hot velvety hardness with the use of her tongue. She circled the tip, laving and suckling it hard before taking him deeply into her, and all the while she use her hand to either massage his balls or pumped him from the base of his penis in time with her mouth.
Her noises of pleasure stifled by Draco's cock deep within her throat. The vibration that elicited from her low moans and mewls providing him more stimulation as both of her two lovers brought her continuously to the brink of ecstasy.
As Hermione pleasured Draco, he showered her with compliments. He praised her amazing mouth, telling her that he loved her tongue and lips, that he adored her small hands, and he thought she was beautiful and brilliant.
He told her that she was perfect - for a mudblood that is - and Hermione had been captivated by his words, enthralled by the sound of his low, gasping voice, and soothed by the gentle caress of his fingers on her scalp, her shoulders, her neck as she brought him unbridled joy.
It made her feel loved. It made Hermione feel beautiful in his eyes - and not because she had his cock in her mouth - but because there was a look in his molten-silver gaze that spoke of sincerity, honesty and the feeling of undeniable longing - a deep heartache that had been repressed and hidden for so long.
While Hermione had stared at him - only at him - and listened to him as she suckled his cock, dragged her tongue around and across his length, and took him deeper into her, swallowed him up until his words became garbled then soon turned into a deep moan of pure bliss.
Of course, the other two hadn't like it at all.
Draco had kept paying tribute to her - a homage to a goddess. He sang such a lovely lyrics that the two men had become annoyed and had told him to shut up or they were going to kick him out of their territory. Instantly, he had, and Hermione had felt somewhat sad about it.
And by the time Draco was allowed to join in with the other two, Hermione was thoroughly spent. She fainted the instant she climax against the three of them.
Much later, when Hermione was out cold and sleeping like the dead, the three men started discussing her - or rather it was Voldemort who was talking.
"Remember, what I said Lucius. Do not ever forget it. One slip and your family shall suffer from your mistake."
"Yes, my Lord."
"You as well, Draco. Do not talk to her the way you did earlier. I did not like how you heap praises at her. She's a mudblood and must not be considered more than that. The way you speak to her makes me believe that you hold the girl at a sentimental value, or am wrong?
"No - no, my Lord - I mean. I do not regard her as such! She's of no value to me at all! I apologize if you may have misconstrued my action, but the truth my Lord, I absolutely despise her filthy blo-,"
"Shush! No, need to elaborate, Draco. However, I just want to make something very clear to the both of you... We can say sweet things to her - and yes, she may give us unimaginable pleasure. Nevertheless, never get forget that she is a mudblood. Be certain that the words that you speak are just empty words, and no more. The mudblood is nothing but a slave to us. I will kill her once I grow tired of her, so do not get attached. Do you hear me?"
"Yes, my Lord."
"Good, and before each of you leave from this room. Kindly please inform the elves to prepare a variety of desserts by tomorrow evening."
"As you wish, my Lord…"
"And one more thing, Lucius...call Severus to prepare another batch of his new potion by tomorrow and tell him that we need three of it for the feast."
"For a feast, my Lord?"
"Yes, Lucius. A feast...where all three of us must partake, alongside our mudblood here."
"Very well, my Lord. I will do everything you have requested."
"I am sure you both want her again...So, by tomorrow, we shall have a feast on her. Who says we can't play with our food before we take her?"

NEXT: THE FEAST OF THE THREE KINGS (BATHS SCENE AND FOOD PLAY)
Author's Note: I told you that the three are going to be evil bastards. But don't worry, Hermione will have her revenge soon. And like I said, this chapter was bland and boring compared to the first one due to the amount of description and other things, and I apologize that it didn't quite meet your expectation.
After "The Feast of the Three Kings", I plan to write two or three more, and it's going to be called, "The Fall of the Three Kings" then "The Rise of the White Queen," and then lastly, "The Queen and her Three,"
I also made a new banner for the second chapter, you can check it out in my tumblr account (bloomsburry-dhazellouise dot tumblr dot com). If you want to ask me a question or just talk in particular, you can reach me in tumblr. You will also be able to see my recent edited banners, gifs and trailer that I made there, along with some updates with my WIPs.
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Three Kings in the Kingdom of Heaven