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Just Submit 2	By : grugster Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 190439 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 18
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Thanks a lot to my betas, remarkable, for correcting this chapter!

Characters: Severus, Neville, Draco, Hermione, Fenrir, Ages

Pairings: Draco/Neville/Hermione

Warnings: threesome

Chapter 32 – Bad Subs

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Miller smiled down at her while Severus went over to the sink to wash his hands. “It was good that you came down here. Always let us know if you feel uncomfortable.”

Hermione nodded and let Miller help her up.

“I will take her with me now, Miller. If you need me, send for me,” Severus said to Miller and then left the room with Hermione holding his hand. So her heat made him so possessive that he insisted on holding hands with her? Too bad that it was more like pulling a child behind him than an entangling of fingers with a lover. Hermione felt annoyed by it but knew better than to voice her thoughts. She smiled to herself, happy to any fleeting connection with one of her strong, virile mates. It was amusing to watch the big strong beta lose a bit of control. Feeling light-hearted, she allowed him to pull her along like a good submissive.

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Finally, she got to see Neville and Draco again. They were both in Severus' bedroom. When Draco saw her, he almost jumped her, but then he crinkled his nose. “Why do you smell so strange?”

Hermione sniffed herself, but couldn't smell anything.

“She had an allergic reaction, Draco. You already know that things like this can happen and the pup now needs to use a salve. That's what you smell,” Severus explained tiredly and dropped his trousers. “I'm tired and need some sleep. Behave, all of you.” With that, he crawled under the bed covers and snuggled close to Neville. All three subs looked at each other.

“He worked the whole night in the lab,” Draco explained, but worry was clearly in his voice.

“I'm still awake, and I'm all right. So stop worrying about me and come into bed to rest or do whatever you want without leaving the room. But please be calm, I need sleep.”

Neville snuggled closer to Severus and closed his eyes. Draco, meanwhile, gestured Hermione to follow him into the small bathroom.

“So you think he is really alright? I mean, remember what the Eldest said during the initiation? Maybe he’s ill,” Hermione suggested, worried.

“No, I got some information about this. The Eldest try to provoke him because they think he is fighting his wolf and still has too much of his wizard-self inside. They wanted Ages to show some dominance to Severus in public because he was not acting like he should around the head alpha. The Eldest are worried about Severus and just want him to give up his hold on his wizard mind a bit. They think he is hurting his wolf with it. He really fought a long time with Ages and then he just remained laying on the floor broken as if he were embarrassed. That's not the wolf reacting but the wizard in him. The problem is that the wizard should long be dead by now.”

“And that little explanation should calm me?” Hermione asked, confused.

Draco rolled his eyes. “I think he can handle it quite well and look how quick he was back on his feet when Roland challenged him.”

“I couldn't see anything.”

“Yeah, I remember. We were really worried that Fenrir would break your neck. You couldn't even move until he had let go of you.”

“I was all right. I just hope Severus is alright as well. Everyone seems to go crazy from my scent but he just goes to bed to sleep when he is around me.”

Draco chuckled. “Disappointed? I can make you happy if you want.”

Hermione rolled her eyes and pushed Draco away. “You are stupid.”

“Come on, pup. Severus is exhausted and nothing about this salve smells erotic. It is overlaying the smell of your discharge.”

“Really?” That was interesting. It would mean she had more peace from the dominants.

“Yes, really, but it won't stop your mates from wanting you, unless they are on their feet for over twenty four hours and exhausted.” Draco grinned.

“You can be lucky you haven't mine and Tara's problems.”

“Really, why do you think we’re not outside the room?”

Hermione looked at Draco in confusion.

“We also are in heat. We’re subs. Not only female subs get in heat. Male subs also get discharge it just comes out of our rear end. The Eldest said it’s because there are so few women that male subs also produce this kind of fake discharge. Can you imagine how it is for us to survive a full moon when several dominants try to jump us? We need to accept some poundings from those who will keep us safe from the others. Severus made a potion so we can relax better and sometimes even enjoy it. This time I 'm really curious if it can be more pleasurable as some more of the dominants want to try Severus’ mind control potion. Too bad Igor wants to be at your clearing.”

Hermione had already guessed that Igor would try the potion to get a chance to get her in her wolf form. She shivered when she thought about how many wolves would try to mate with her this time.

Draco sniffed the air and leaned closer. “We could have some fun while Severus is sleeping.”

“A moment ago you were complaining about my smell.”

“I wasn't. I just stated that you smelled odd.” He leaned even closer.

Hermione was affected by Draco's scent as well and felt her knees already weak. “I'm sick of being taken against a wall, Draco. There is nothing we...”

She stopped as Draco quickly went through the bathroom and grabbed all towels and made a makeshift bed out of them on the warm tiles. Inwardly Hermione felt touched. That was what she liked about Draco. He was so much like a child sometimes. Pure and sweet. How he tried to make it comfortable for her, but still mostly for selfish reasons; to get her to have sex with him.

Draco's advances pulled her out of her amusement, and she was quickly overrun by pleasure when Draco maneuvered her over to the towel-bed. When her back met the soft warm surface, she already was dazed with pleasure. Draco moaned over her and quickly entered her. His movements were slow and sensual, not harsh and dominating, but his eyes were closed and he bit his lower lip in concentration.

They both didn't hear the door creak behind them, but when Hermione clamped her walls around Draco's member when she came and Draco released his seed into Hermione, he was hit with thick fluid on his back.

Neville moaned while he shot his seed over Draco's back. Hermione's smell was overwhelming. Draco didn't seem to want to pull out of her, but Neville wanted a turn. He needed Hermione; she smelled just too good. He crouched down beside Hermione and started to play with her nipples while he again started to pump his member, as it never had gone soft after his orgasm.

Hermione's head was full of fog and she was so dazed. When she opened her eyes she looked at Neville, who now was leaning over her and pushing Draco away to get in position to take her. Draco growled, and Hermione saw that his eyes were yellow. Neville growled back but offered his backside seductively, and Draco got the cue. Only a second after Neville had entered Hermione, Draco was mounting him and bit his shoulder while he entered him.

Hermione realized that Neville's eyes were yellow as well, but her mind didn't work and she could only moan and wriggle in pleasure. Neville was clumsy but still could satisfy her and he smelled so good. In combination with Draco's scent, Hermione felt as if she was high on some kind of drug. It didn't take her long and she came again. Her contracting walls brought Neville over the edge as well. Only poor Draco wasn't able to come before a fountain of cold water splashed over all of them and the boys jumped up.

“What did I tell the two of you?” Severus bellowed at Neville and Draco, who both let their heads hang and went soft immediately.

Hermione wanted to sit up but realized she couldn't move her limbs correctly and panicked. What was wrong with her?

Severus groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Was an hour of sleep too much for me to ask for?”

Draco and Neville let their shoulders hang.

“Go to the head alpha and go straight there!” Severus looked sternly at the boys and then tapped his forehead. “Remember, I already told him that you two are coming!” Sometimes being able to mindtalk helps a lot in this clan.

Draco and Neville quickly left, still naked. “No, wait,” Severus said and groaned again. “None of you will move. And you, pup, stop panicking. You are all right!”

Just that statement made Hermione feel better, but when Severus left the bathroom made her panic again she looked over to the boys. They looked at her apologetically, but that made no sense to Hermione. Only slowly did the thick fog in her head lessen. Severus wasn't gone long and came back with Neil.

Draco and Neville were led out by Neil, and Severus picked Hermione up gently and laid her on his bed. Then he snuggled close to her and spooned her from behind. “Sleep, pup. After half an hour you will be back to normal.”

“What happened?” It cost Hermione much effort to speak and build a sentence.

“Submissives are not allowed to have sex with one another during heat. They can't stop their lust and sometimes this even ends with deadly exhaustion. I had spoken with Draco and Neville and thought I could trust them, but it seems your scent is just too tempting for them. I'm sorry.”

Hermione couldn't understand her feelings. She was scared of what could have happened and that she was almost immobilized. “Please... bite. Please bite me,” she begged miserably.

“Why?”

“Please!” She couldn’t vocalize further, and she hoped it would be enough for Severus. His warm body behind her gave her comfort but she needed more.

He leaned over and nibbled at her shoulder. First he administered tiny bites, but when he felt that she needed more, he bit down on her.

Hermione was in heaven. She was safe. The moment those teeth were in her flesh, her body and mind relaxed and she sighed with relief.

Severus let go of her skin and kissed and licked at the bite mark so his saliva closed the wound. “Better, pup?”

“Much,” she said and snuggled close to him, not even realizing that she had a bit of control over her limbs back. It didn't matter any longer. She was safe.

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She woke to someone licking and sucking at her center.

“Ah, I thought you would never wake, pup,” Yorik said and looked up from between her legs grinning and licking his lips. “Finally, the full moon.” He looked very eager and happy as if it were his birthday.

Hermione groggily looked at him, but then let her head fall back on the pillow when he resumed his former ministrations. Soon she was a moaning mess and Yorik climbed over her, his eyes almost yellow, but he didn't look odd, as he still had his kind grin on his face. His erection found its way into her without help, and they were rocking at a medium pace. Yorik moved his hips in circles and seemed to enjoy the slow pace a lot. Normally he wasn't that way, but Hermione was fascinated by it. He looked deep into her eyes the whole time, and she felt so loved.

“You are so beautiful. I'm so thankful for having you in my life. You are the best thing that ever happened to me, pup.”

Hermione cupped his cheek. “I love you, Yorik.”

Again he didn't lose eye contact with her, but leaned closer to her. “I don't know what love is, pup, but I feel something so deep and so warm for you that I have never felt before. I want you all the time, want to bury myself in you, want to shelter you, want to make you scream in pleasure, want to make you smile and be happy.” Each part of his confession he emphasized with a deep, but sensual thrust.

Hermione leaned up and spoke against his lips. “You make me feel happy and safe, Yorik.” Then she captured his lips with hers and they shared a very long and sweet kiss. Their slow lovemaking went on for some time until they both came at the same time. Covered in sweat, they snuggled together under the blanket and fell asleep.

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“Pup! Pup, wake up! Fenrir is back. We need to go to the lounge.” Yorik frantically slipped into his jeans without underwear.

Hermione needed some time to understand his words but then she was up and almost ran out in her nightie. So deep was the urge to go to her alpha, her soul mate. She had missed him so much, even though the others had distracted her well. Now she couldn't wait to hug him, sniff his wonderful scent and be engulfed in his big arms.

“Pup, you need to change, and you need to stay at my side and not run to the alpha. Promise me! You don't want to get in trouble!”

“But I have missed him so much,” Hermione whined.

“And he missed you as well, but he has brought some newly changed with him. The mood is... well, not very good, I assume.”

“Why?”

“No time, pup. Be quick.” He helped her dress in her skirt and top and then pulled at her hand and guided her to the lounge. It was crowded and a loud discussion filled the room. Yorik pressed Hermione close to him while he tried to sneak closer to his alpha to see if Fenrir had any orders for him.

Fenrir smelled his pup, but his heated discussion with Severus and Ages didn't make it possible for him to look for her.

“Why did you bring them here, Fenrir?” Severus asked, angered.

“That's the deal we have with the Dark Lord, Severus. Your former master doesn't care about the time of the moon when he holds his little shows.”

“He never was my master,” Severus yelled and advanced, but was held back by Ages. When the old werewolf growled at him, he stopped struggling immediately. The room was silent except for

the sobs of the four poor, dirty and bloodied persons Fenrir had brought with him.

It seemed nobody was interested in those poor newly turned. All eyes were on Severus and Ages. Severus submitted immediately as soon as Ages growled at him. Only later on did Hermione understand how important this little interaction had been for the whole clan, for at the moment she was just concentrating on the poor people her clan members weren’t paying any attention to because they were already dead to them.

“Fenrir is right. We have a deal with the Dark Lord and normally we benefit from it. We can't deny him now.”

“He could have killed them right there and then, head alpha. He has done so before,” Severus argued with his alpha.

“I do so when they are weak, too badly hurt, insane or otherwise not able to survive,” Fenrir thundered back.

“They are dead already. There are only thirteen hours to full moon.”

“And? They are healthy. Maybe they will survive. We need normal subs to sell them. Toren and the Borkas Clan are asking for new mates all the time. We need them.”

“They are dead!” Severus almost looked insane. This was the big difference between her mates. Fenrir saw no problem in seeing if they would survive or not. For him they were just some animals and did not really belong to the clan right now.

Severus had too much of his human mind and soul in him. He had the greater picture in mind. He knew it would stress several members of the clan to have the smell of death around after the changing; to hear their screams and see them die.

Severus stepped to a boy, of the age of twenty or so, no fighter, just a whimpering mess. He grabbed his messy black hair and pulled at it harshly. “You call this healthy?”

“He could make it. What's the matter? If he survives, good and if not, who cares?" The woman who looked the oldest started to sob hard, and Hermione felt sorry for her. She tried to go over to her, but Yorik grabbed her and swatted her twice for disobeying his order to stay with him.

“That is why I care, you moron,” Severus spat angrily in Fenrir's face, after all eyes had been on Hermione taking the punishment of her beta. “How do you think she will take it?”

“She will have to understand it. That's the way we live and if you had finally started to think and behave like a wolf, you would have realized this,” Fenrir bellowed and the thick vein at his neck pulsated dangerously. Then the battle started and both men started to transform.

A high pitched scream pulled Hermione's eyes away from her mates to the four newly turned. The youngest woman started to scream and pull her hair and under the young man's feet formed a steadily growing puddle. The young girl of maybe twenty years just stared shocked at the scene and the older woman sobbed.

Hermione tried to get out of Yorik's grip to go over to Severus and Fenrir, who both were fighting. Again she was bent over and five swats came down on her bum. “Didn't you learn from your lesson, pup?”

“Roland, they are your responsibility. Bring them away,” Ages bellowed at the alpha to take care of the newly turned. “Toric, Igor, help Yorik to bring the pup out.”

“No, you must stop them, head alpha,” Hermione screamed desperately, in tears. Ages didn't pay her any more attention; his eyes were on the fighting wolves in front of him but he didn't intervene.

Igor blocked Hermione's view of the scene, and Yorik struggled with her. With Toric's help, they got her out of the lounge and back into their quarters.

“No, please,” Hermione pleaded miserably. “You need to stop them.” She was sobbing now and her mates were handling her more gently.

“They will sort it out and will be all right, pup. Stop worrying,” Igor said calmly.

Yorik sat down on the couch in the living room of their quarters and pressed Hermione against his chest to calm her. “Come on, you know them. They will be all right.”

“Why do they have to fight? They will be hurt.”

“That's how they are; that's how we dominants are. Now stop worrying.”

She had been placed on their laps in turns to overwhelm her with their different scents. During her heat she was being affected by it even more, especially under emotional stress.

When she was roughly pulled from Yorik's lap twenty minutes later she was so dazed that she needed a moment to realize the scent she smelled now was the one of her alpha. “Fenrir,” she sobbed and threw her arms around his neck while he carried her down to their bedroom.

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