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Memoirs of Fate	By : TragicBackstory Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 23587 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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I woke up the next morning raw as hell to the sounds of whimpering.

Apparently “fuck me” meant “fuck me raw” in Colin’s book, because I felt like I’d parked a bus under my belly button. I got up on my elbows and immediately saw the source of the sound.

Remember that tongue on Debra? Well apparently Pansy sometime before sunrise lost her virginity to a taste test. The poor girl was arched up off the bed like she was running from Ron by the look on her face.

Debra looked almost smug and bored as she glanced over at me and wiggled her face back and forth between the thighs of the girl who was only touching the bed with her forehead and toes. Part of me wondered if the reason I felt so clean this morning was due to Pansy’s gentle administration and cleanings…. or Dragon maw. However seeing as I was a bit tender and more than a little randy watching this for a few minutes I decided to have my fun.

“H-wha-MMm!!”

Pansy’s surprised little noise when I pushed her chest into the bed and sat on her face made Debra laugh, and apparently that noise was deep enough in Pansy’s core to make her feet kick for a few seconds until she stopped. I didn’t feel it myself until days later, but the woman does feel like she’s tasting the bottom of your damned lungs.

I sat there, toes curled into Pansy’s hair and eyes closed happily letting the girl distract herself with the taste of my beet red and sensitive little pussy until I heard the groan and stretch of the man still up at the headboard.

“Mmmph….Is it always like this in your room?” Colin stretched, and when I looked over my shoulder at him I was greeted with a kiss so sweet I didn’t even care about the morning breath.

“You sleep here more often and it will be…” I grinned, closing my eyes as he wrapped his arms around me and played with my chest, causing me to hump the tip of Pansy’s tongue for a bit while he placed kisses down my spine. “So…” I felt him grip me tighter as I reached behind me to make a fist around the base of his morning wood. “We should get ready. I have a few things I need to do, first of which is to examine the egg properly.”

“O-okay…” I could feel him throbbing and I felt bad to work him up this much.

“Actually..” I grinned and looked at Debra who stopped and pulled…..way too much tongue out of Pansy till the girl shuddered and fell limp. “I need you to stay here and take care of my dragon.”

“Y-your dragon?!” Colin shivered and I worried he might not even realize who he was in the room with. “You mean the one Harry fought? I thought they recaptured it?” I watched Debra scowl, “It was so….scary.” I smiled at Debra who was grinning slightly.
“You really think she was all that scary?” I probed a little, winking at the older woman.

“Terrifying!” Colin carried on oblivious, “I mean. Beautiful for a dragon, I never cared for the Welsh or Chinese, too long and slim. Hungarian’s are fuller and heavier, like a real dragon you learn about as a muggle.” He was off in his own world, but I could see Debra panting faster. “I don’t think I could ever handle something like that Jamie, she’s too…awesome.”

“Do you know how a dragon does their mating rituals?” Debra spoke up with a grin, and I watched her walk on her knees up Pansy’s boneless body till her breast’s hit the back of his hands… over mine.

“N-no.” Colin barely whispered it loud enough to reach my ear, and he was right behind me. “They don’t really cov–”

“A female presents to a male she finds acceptable,” Debra kissed my cheek as her face passed mine, and judging by the breath in my ear they were almost nose to nose. “If the male is young and inexperienced he will simply mount her and finish his business, such a pair rarely results in an egg….but a real male.” She grinned, I know because I could feel her cheek against mine. “A man who wants her for himself… will take her fully, bite her on the back of the neck, and without permission take her tail hole.” I felt Colin tense, “the act is firm, demanding, and a bit painful…but the results are amazing. The trauma forces her into heat, and after half an hour of savage buggery she’s wanting for his seed so bad she’s drooling. Does that sound…scary?”

“Yeah, I mean…” Colin shuddered his breath against the back of my head, “for her.” I felt Debra this time tense. “Why not just…do it together? I mean…if they both wanted it, why fight? Why not just…go slow and enjoy it. I bet it would be–”

“It is not in a dragon’s nature to submit.” Debra cut him off a little coldly.

“It’s not submission,” Colin mumbled, and I felt his hand turn on my breast, and as the back of his hand caressed my nipple I felt Debra shiver against me. I knew he was cupping her chest now and I had to applaud his brazen behavior. “What is ‘given’, can’t be ‘taken’. If she gives herself, she can…never be taken.”

There was an awkward silence, and I felt them both stop breathing and I worried where this was going.

“Colin, would you like to fuck me in the ass?”

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Needless to say I did not stick around for the entirety of Colin’s education in dragon riding, but by the time I got my dress on and got Pansy in her own bed to relax I could actually hear the high pitched squeak coming from my bed. The one time I did walk back in I was greeted to a pile of blankets rising and falling at a pace that made my butt hurt looking at it.
Colin was a gentleman and kind soul…but the boy fucked like a toy breed dog getting ahold of your leg. He beat up a hole in ways the other guys wouldn’t dare. The fact that the poor guy hadn’t put two and two together from the conversation about putting a dragon into heat was hilarious.

I couldn’t wait to tell him later, and see the look on his face when he was face to face with Debra’s “other birthday suit” after a long morning of wrecking her asshole. Regardless I sent a quick message off to Lavender to make sure everyone was ready.

Breakfast was being held in the library of my house, since the kitchen and dining room didn’t exist yet. The wolves were gathered on one side, my wives on the other. Lavender and Susan rose to greet me and I gave them each a kiss on the cheek like I got before being ushered to a seat at the head of the table.

“So tell me,” I snatched a piece of biscuit off Lisa’s plate, grabbing a kiss while I was there and leaning back. “How is everyone doing on their projects?”

“The rooms are nearly complete.” Hermione, of course, spoke up first. The scowl on Daphne’s face told me it was a photo finish on that race. “I’m getting them completed together so that when the time comes to add them it can be done at once instead of repeated renovation.”

“We agreed on this so as to save time and effort.” Daphne chimed in, and I saw Ron’s arm flex a bit, and I could tell he was gripping her hand under the table from the other side. Daphne and Hermione were sitting shoulder to shoulder, and despite their verbal animosity they seemed to share a common ground on research and study, and were developing a rapport even if rather slowly.

“We have names of those following the dark lord from the shadows,” Draco cut in at that point, “not just active voices, but those putting money in little by little to keep themselves vested but safe.”

“Even a blood few on our side as well,” Ron sounded bitter and bowed his head when Draco cut him an eye, “I mean, out of the lion’s den that is. Our side is just…our side now I guess?” He looked around the room. I smiled as I saw a few nodding to him in response.

We really were building a messed up little family, harem that it was.

“Speaking of sides, I heard a little rumor…”

We all looked over at Neville, sitting there holding his cup in one hand, and a very bright red Ginny in the other as she leaned back against his chest.

“Yeah?” Ron’s reply was curiously nervous, and I glanced back at Ginny who was staring at the table.

“Little birdie says we have a redheaded Veela in our midst.”

That got my attention, and Fluer’s, who up till this point had been sitting opposite me and doing her best to make out with a piece of fruit in my opinion. Sure it was dead but what a way to go.

“This is news to me.” Her reply was amused and musical, “I think if such a thing was possible to make, Ron would have done so by now.”

THAT statement made a few people blush, as apparently the two had been fucking often enough it was making Ron uncomfortable according to Pansy. The biggest fattest cock of the bunch was no match for my goddess nympho it seemed.

“No you haven’t met her, and neither have I. Apparently Ginny has a big–”

“Sister, yes.” Draco leaned into the table, steepling his fingers, “and yes she’s beautiful, her name is Billy.” The challenge in his eyes was unmistakable, and I felt myself get a little flushed at the determination in his eyes, and the thankfulness in Ron’s. “Speaking of little sisters….I can’t wait to meet yours.” That was not a response Nev seemed to be expecting, and I watched for the first time Neville get flustered at the prospect.

“These are my wolves we’re talking about.” I cut in, “and for your information, I won’t force any one of my wives to sleep with anyone else…but I wouldn’t mind sharing Abby or Billy with you Nev…as long as you’re willing to understand that I might ask something similar of you some time?” I grinned seeing him green at the gills a bit. Ever since he’d finally spoken the vow things had been a little awkward between us, but I’d made sure not to push too far too fast.

“Can we talk about something else?” Susan spoke up, and I could see her bashfully avoiding looking at Neville’s corner of the table. The fact that he had every urge and intention to fuck the living shit out of her at the first oppurtunity was pretty much common knowledge at this point, thankfully he’d been tactful and upfront about his intentions and his motivations. Susan had been put on her backfoot with his honest approach and calm delivery.

“Ronald please put some bacon back…two handfuls is a bit much.”

We all looked at Hermione and couldn’t help but break out in a grin and a chuckle as she chastised her husband’s rival, and her boyfriend, into a bit of an impromptu diet. I poured myself some juice and took a drink now that the situation had been diffused.

“Ginny, what about your project? Any luck?” I saw the girl look up at me, and her eyes seem to clear from her embarrassment of sitting in Neville’s lap like a VERY involved relationship.

“Oh she’ll soon be very-”

“I have talked to Luna,” Ginny cut him off with a burst of words, and I smiled at Neville as he winked at me, “she is a yes, but curiously. Demelza and Romilda said yes the second they found out y– that Harry was involved.”

“Good, good.” I played with the muscles in my neck as I looked around the table at everyone involved curiously watching us talk. “ Luna is a bit petite, but she’s had a crush on Ron for years so we’ll go with that. Besides, she's scary smart, so she’ll fit right in with Daphne and Hermione who’s always hovering around the big lug.”

There was a bit of confusion and tittering, and I watched Hermione look back and forth before leaning forward.

“I’m sorry, what is happening?”

“I’m growing the pack a bit. Ron seems to have a knack for pale blondes with big…brains.” I grinned as Hermione scowled. “Besides, by the time they get to know each other you’ll be getting to know your leaders.”

“Leaders?” Hermione looked worried, which only made me grin more.
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