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Just Submit 2	By : grugster Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 190272 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 18
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and make no money from writing this story. All recognizable characters belong to J.K. Rowling, and I am not earning anything by writing this story.

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

Dear readers,

I hope you all still like the story. It seems each of you likes adifferent pairing and hopes to read more of it. So as much as I wish I will never be able to make you all happy. :( I hope it's still enjoyable for you all.

To unneeded: I'm sorry I so often forgot to answer your questions. I don't give my email address out and so it is hard to answer your questions. An alpha only decides to sell a sub if he/she isn't compatible/happy with his pack. Ages, the HEAD-alpha often sells subs as they get so many from the Dark Lord. They earn a lot of money this way and wouldn't have enough room for so many subs. Each clan is different but the Ages Clan is caring for their subs and their happiness. As dominant wolfs they just sometimes use methods we humans would call force. For them it is normal that they have to 'convince' a sub a 'bit' to make it happy. I think that's the main problem some readers have with this story. Most of this story is written out of Hermione's view and emotions. She often fears that she or another one could be sold but that doesn't mean the dominants see it like this. And in Ages clan nobody would beat anything out of a sub as you stated it. Maybe you mean the spanking Hermione gets for disobedience. In the dominant's opinion this is the way to make the sub realize it's submissive feelings, the spanking is more a domination thing then a punishment. There will come more explanations to this and the difference of Hermione to all the other sub in later chapters and I don't want to give away too much right now. I hope this answered your question at least a bit. If you have a website where I can answer your questions easier or another idea, let me know.

Characters: Fenrir, Hermione, Yorik, Draco, Severus, Darius, Toric, Janto...

Pairings: Severus/Draco; Yorik/Hermione; Fenrir/Neville

Warnings: wolf sex

Chapter 36 – Some Realizations

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So do I have to let Igor have me?

No, but will you allow me to jump your little friend?

Hermione snorted. How romantic. Do you really need my permission?

Sort of, I think. I can't explain.

You have my permission, my alpha.

He playfully bit her ear. We need to go back.

Will you bring me here another time in human form?

We will see, pup.

That was better than an outright no, at least.

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Draco watched with worry as Hermione left the clearing with Alpha Fenrir. They were leading her away and leaving himself and Neville alone in the clearing, open to anyone who wanted to mate with them. Ages still watched them closely in case anything went wrong, but they were still at the mercy of anyone who wished to mate with them.

He shivered and looked around, afraid. Neville was pressing himself next to Draco, trying to be as small as possible. Draco wished he could do the same.

“Let's give it a try, Draco,” Severus encouraged and nudged him up on his feet.

Draco was relieved it was Severus. With shaking legs he let the beta lead him a bit away from Neville, who was being bathed by Ages' tongue.

Lay down, Draco, and relax.

Draco obeyed. It was awkward when his leg was moved aside to give Severus' tongue more room to lick over his pucker. It felt good, like in human form, but Draco's heart was beating like hell. He could still remember their forceful mating when the other members of the clan hadn't had their minds under control. Ages hadn't always been there to protect him.

You are lubing up, Draco. Stop being so fearful. I have full control over my mind. I will stop if you don't like it.

Draco sighed with relief and only tensed again when he felt Severus mount him, seeking with his long member for the entrance so he could push in. Draco closed his eyes in fear, but when the member pushed in, he was in bliss. It felt amazing and he jibbed with excitement.

Severus chuckled. I guess it isn't so bad?

Draco pushed himself up on his legs to get Severus to go deeper, but quickly his neck was captured by teeth and he was pressed down by a growling Severus. My pace!

Sorry, but please move!

Severus chuckled again and then started to pound into Draco.

X-X

When Fenrir and Hermione emerged into the clearing again, Draco was running around excited, playing a game of tag with some dominants. When they caught him, they were allowed to pound into him for a time.

It seems the white sub is much more eager to be mounted than you are.

Hermione chuckled. Yes, it seems so.

Go over to Yorik, pup,

Hermione went over to Yorik, who lay on one side of the clearing with a black-gray wolf. She eyed the unfamiliar wolf when she was close enough.

Hey, pup, Calan greeted her.

Come over, sweetie and let me have a taste of you, Yorik told her.

Hermione realized that it was awkward to roll your eyes in her wolf form. She lay down beside Yorik, who immediately started to lick her nose. Good to see you.

She relaxed under his attentions and closed her eyes. I will not mate with others.

Good for me. More fun for me.

She could sense his grin.

So up for some fun? He circled her and started to lick her center.

You are unbearable. Contrary to her annoyed words, she pushed back against his intruding tongue and encouraged him to go on.

X-X

Fenrir snuck up behind Neville, who still was lying as close to the ground and as near to Ages as possible. Trying to hide, little one?

Neville jumped and looked up at Fenrir.

A bit jumpy, aren't we? Your friend seems to be enjoying himself. Fenrir gestured with his big head over to Draco who was jibbing with excitement while Igor pounded into him.

Fenrir used Neville's distraction while he looked at Draco and snuck up behind him to lick his pucker. Neville jumped and tried to turn away from Fenrir.

Fenrir growled lightly. I was just licking.

When Neville ducked his head, Fenrir pranced around him, and when he managed to get close enough, he started to lick Neville again.

Neville was scared, but he couldn't deny enjoying the ministrations of the alpha. He was torn between running away out of fear and pushing back to get more pleasure. So he just stood stock still.

Fenrir grunted. Relax, sub. I won't bite. At least not hard. He had to chuckle over his own words.

Neville's legs gave out when the big wolf mounted him, and he started to whimper.

It will be all right. You are like your friend. Why wouldn't you enjoy it as well?

Neville knew that made sense, but he couldn't stop feeling scared until the alpha pushed into him and he realized that it was only pleasure he felt and not pain.

When the little sub finally pushed back against him, Fenrir sighed with relief and started to hammer into Neville. He had never taken a sub in the rear while being in wolf form. It was damn tight.

Domination fucks in wolf form were pleasurable because of the feeling of power, not because of the tightness of the pucker. This here was something totally different, and Fenrir was enjoying it a lot. It seemed he was the first one to take Neville. He wondered why Severus hadn't taken him.

After the sub had spilled his seed, Fenrir finished with a triumphant howl. He growled and had to grip Neville's neck with his teeth because the sub was stimulated by Fenrir's swollen, imprisoned member and started to wriggle for more. Go on like this, and we both are stuck until we change back.

Neville whimpered and lay still until Fenrir finally was able to slip out. Fenrir was still licking himself when Severus snuck up and pushed the tired Neville over close to Ages again. Fenrir watched him out of the corner of his eyes. When he jumped up, Severus reacted out of instinct and stood defensively in front of Neville and growled at Fenrir. It seemed he realized his mistake and stopped abruptly, not knowing what to do.

All eyes were on the two now. Getting protective over your bitch? Fenrir mocked Severus, but the lack of reaction from the other wolf showed him how confused Severus was. Fenrir snorted. Why don't you take him? Why did you let me mount him instead?

Again, there was no reply and that was more of an answer for Fenrir than any mind talk could have been. Severus was confused. He must have felt like Fenrir had felt being around Hermione. He had no desire to mate with her at the lake. It was weird- no, downright scary- to not feel the normal sex drive they normally were feeling. What was wrong with them? The potion must fuck with their brains. But Fenrir had felt desire to use Neville and wouldn't object to having a go on the male white wolf.

Severus was letting his head hang. He was scared and didn't understand this at all. I wanted to know if the potion works on him, he said when he finally got a grip on himself.

It worked. I can show you again if you enjoyed the first round, Fenrir teased, knowing full well that Severus would fight him if he tried to get near the sub again.

Severus growled and made a jump in Fenrir's direction.

The silver gray wolf bared his teeth, but the human mind in his head laughed. Fenrir glanced over to Hermione, who was cuddling, sated, between Yorik and Calan. It seemed his beta had it all under control and Calan wouldn't dare to try to have a go at her. What about doing something to let our wolf side come out a bit more? Let's go hunting. Your little mate is cuddling with the head alpha, or are you denying him—

Severus jumped on Fenrir and bit his shoulder. It wasn't a real bite, just a nibble. It was more playful than aggressive, but it allowed some tension to leave his body.

Fenrir snapped for the black wolf's ear and punctured it. Then he laughed again and Severus growled not only with his wolf form but his human mind as well. Nevertheless, both felt much better, much more like wolves again and not love sick teddy bears.

Severus turned his head to look at Neville snuggled close to the big gray head alpha wolf. Ages was watching Severus and Fenrir thoughtfully and gestured with his head in the direction of the forest. When Severus still showed his reluctance to go, Fenrir bit his leg and then jumped out of Severus’ reach until the black wolf started chasing him.

X-X

Hermione woke and immediately knew she wasn't in her room. “Why am I here again?” she asked without even looking in the direction she knew Ages’ desk was.

“Because Fenrir is occupied, and Miller hadn't performed his final check-up on you yet,” Ages stated.

Remembering the last changing, Hermione asked, “Is he all ri—”

She stopped because now she saw that Ages wasn't alone. Ignatius and Dorothea were with him.

“He is all right, but on an errand, so you need to wait here until Miller comes to check on you. Now stay calm and lay down again.”

Hermione had sat up and didn't want to lie down again. She could feel the sticky efflux between her legs and she wanted to clean herself. She didn't dare look to see if she had stained the sheets, but she was very certain she had. “I can stay with Yorik until Miller comes.”

She stood up.

“No, you can't. Lay down!”

She could sense that he was getting angry, but she felt so damn sticky. It wasn't right to make her lie in it. “Why not? I need to go to the toilet.”

“Because your alpha said so and you won't go anywhere before Miller checks you though. He will come soon,” Ages replied with a raised voice, putting his hands on his desk to push himself up.

Hermione quickly jumped back on the bed and pouted. “But I need to go to the toilet.”

Dorothea chuckled, and Ages growled. “Miller will be here soon. You need to wait.”

“That's stupid,” Hermione muttered and turned away from them.

“Be glad I have more important things to do than discipline you for your disrespect, pup.”

“Oh, please don't hold back on our account,” Dorothea said.

Hermione turned again and glared at the old woman. She should be on her side.

“Disobedience will get you nowhere. Things concerning your health are the responsibility of your mates and you need to accept this,” Dorothea explained dryly. “Now stop scowling and rest!” With that, the old woman turned around and looked at the head alpha again, making it clear there was no more discussion permitted.

“We expect the head beta and Fenrir to come to us immediately after their return, head alpha,” Ignatius said.

Hermione tried to breathe calmly so they would think she was sleeping and so they wouldn’t stop speaking. She wanted to know what this was about.

“Do you think it is wise to push my beta as much as you do?”

“Your beta is playing dangerous games, as we informed you about several times. It seems you’ve made progress in his training, but he still is dangerous.”

“He is confused.”

“Then get rid of this confusion.”

“He will go insane if I sell the sub.”

Hermione's heart felt like it stopped beating. No! They couldn't sell Neville, or were they talking about Draco? No, it must be Neville. She couldn't stop her wolf from taking over and a whimper escaped her.

“Stop listening and try to sleep, pup,” Dorothea reprimanded her and then turned back to Ages. “You are downright stupid. It is a wonder you are able to keep this clan together. I thought you had finally managed to make good use of this thick mess in your head, but no, again you’ve proven to be a dick-thinking alpha. You don't deserve your position.”

Ages growled, and Hermione could scent his anger in every fiber of her body.

“No, he is a good head alpha. Selling... Neville...” She made the name sound like a question. “It won't help. I'm sure. You can't do this.”

“Of course we won't do it, but what did I tell you, pup?” Dorothea asked dangerously and pulled herself upright with the help of her walking cane.

Hermione's eyes got bigger with each limb the old woman was pulling in her direction, and she tried to melt into the bed.

“Turn around!”

“No, I'm sorry, I will behave!” Oh no, she didn't want a spanking from this woman. Why could she never just shut her mouth?

“I said turn over, pup!” the old woman commanded more forcefully and grabbed Hermione to make her move.

Hermione ducked her head and squeezed her eyes tightly shut; waiting for the impact of the cane on her backside, but it never came. She cautiously opened her eyes and tried to listen. No sound was to be heard. The silence was unnatural. They had cast a silencing charm over her. When she tried to turn to see if they were talking again, she felt that she couldn't move. Groaning with frustration, she accepted her fate and closed her eyes again.

The next time Hermione woke, she felt uncomfortable, as the smell around her didn't make her feel safe. She tried to sit up quickly, but she felt dizzy.

“Woah, slow, pup.”

Hermione gazed up at Miller with confusion. She was in the medical room. “What's wrong?”

“Your body is just still adjusting to the changes, pup. It's normal. I had to give you a potion to sleep better. You will be all right in a moment. Just give yourself time to wake fully. Here, drink this. It will give you more energy.”

“You gave me something for my mind again. I feel that foggy mist in my mind again.” Hermione grabbed for her head, but Miller caught her wrist.

“Yes, I did, but it will leave your system soon. Your alpha or beta will come soon to check on you, so I suggest you work together with me so I can let you leave with them.”

Hermione bit her bottom lip. “I know there is something I should be remembering right about now, something I should worry about.”

“If you think too hard I will give you another dose and you won't leave here before tomorrow.”

Hermione glared at Miller.

“That won't get you anywhere with me. Now drink!”

Hermione grunted and took the vial forcefully out of Miller's hand. She wanted to remember what it was they wanted her to not think about.

“And?” Hermione heard a familiar voice ask. She realized she was lying in the bed again. When

had she laid down?

“She is fighting the potion,” Miller explained.

Hermione felt a hand placed on her forehead, and she could smell Severus. She purred and pressed closer to him.

“When was her last dose?” Severus asked.

“The relaxant one was an hour ago and the antidepressant two and a half.”

Light invaded one of her eyes when Severus lifted the lid of it. Hermione growled, as it annoyed her, but Severus ignored her protest completely.

“Fenrir is still talking with the Eldest. How is Toric?”

Hermione tried to fight against the fog in her mind. She wanted to know what was wrong with Toric.

“He is recovering quite well. I think we can release him this evening. Roland was there in time to stop them from tearing him in pieces.”

“He should have known better than to go back to his friends, reeking all over of the pup.”

“What did you expect from him, head beta? He was caught between his rank and his status with the pup, and thought his buddies would take him in again when he was done with her.”

“Stupid, but I think he has learned his place.”

“It was either go back to his friends or be an outcast. It’s not an easy position to be in now that he is one of her mates. It will be a difficult position for him to be in until he is able to rise within the warrior ranks,” Miller said, obviously not agreeing with the harsh way Severus was seeing it.

“He is on Fenrir's good side. He should use it to his advantage. He could rise quickly through the ranks if he so chose, put some work and focus into it,” Severus grunted.

“He is too young and inexperienced. Darius warned him, but he didn't listen. It's hard for a young wolf like him to be outcast from his friends.”

“He should feel honored that the stupid pup chose him and not try to beg for his friends’ company during the full moon. He’s not worthy of her if he continues to act this way!”

It seemed Miller had given up arguing with Severus when the healer didn’t reply.

Hermione heard Severus step away from her bed and growled when Miller used the damn thermometer on her without warning.

“Behave!” Miller barked a bit sharply while he held her hip in place.

“When you are finished, bring her over here. We will let her rest with Toric. That will stop her from thinking too much until Fenrir can take her.”

Hermione sighed and snuggled against Toric as soon as she was placed in his bed. She inhaled deeply. Safe! The warmness was also very nice, and she nuzzled her face against Toric's shirt. The man chuckled and hugged her. “It's nice to see you too, pup.”

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