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Blood Cocktail	By : DrackenLady Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 24768 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 15
Disclaimer: Don't own, either Harry Potter or Anita Blake. Not making any money from this!

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Hi everyone, okay as forewarning, I am 100% dissatisfied by this chapter because I just don't like that it's so short, so sorry if no one likes it but I really did try. Maybe one day I will rewrite it to make it longer but I'm not crossing my fingers. It's one of those chapters that HAS to be short!

Hope you enjoy!

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Harry was awoken from his daze at finding his first mate by Micah’s voice. “Nathaniel…what are you doing?”

Nathaniel shocked everyone by letting out a feral grown and swiping at Micah, who had been advancing towards them.

“Nathaniel!” Richard growled, not liking a feral wereleopard around Harry. “Let him go!”

“This doesn’t concern you wolf king!” Nathaniel growled back, snarling at Richard. “My mate is mine to do with as I please!”

“What?” Harry yelled in outrage. “Watch it, I may be your mate but that does not mean that you control me!”

Apparently that was the wrong thing to say to a feral wereleopard as Nathaniel’s eyes turned black. He grabbed Harry, yanking him along as he stormed out of the room. He led Harry to the first door in sight, opened it and pulled Harry inside before slamming him against it.

“No mate of mine speaks to me like that!” Nathaniel growled. “You are my submissive, you will listen to me!”

“You have to earn that!” Harry growled back. “I won’t just roll over and let you have your way!”

“You won’t have a choice now will you?” Nathaniel whispered against his ear, sending shivers down his spine.

Harry tried to remember what they had been arguing about but his mind had been wiped blank of every thought but ‘Mate, here, now!’ and he couldn’t seem to find the energy to resist anymore.

He moaned as he felt Nathaniel press their bodies together, laying soft kisses on his neck. Harry didn’t know what was happening anymore, he couldn’t even find it within him to stop it.

Nathaniel was fighting an inner battle with his leopard, knowing that he and Harry should talk about this but his leopard was not listening. It had finally found its mate and was not about to rest until he had marked him. His hand tangled in Harry’s hair, pulling his head back sharply to expose the long column of his neck, before he bit down.

Harry screamed in part pleasure, part pain as Nathaniel bit his neck, drawing and licking at the blood caused by the bite. He felt his magic explode outwards, slamming into Nathaniel who shivered at the power rush.

Opening his eyes slightly, he watched as the white tendrils of his magic calmed slowly and wrapped around Nathaniel, slowly sinking into his body.

That was all he managed to see before he was picked up and thrown onto a bed in the room. He had enough time to notice the satin sheets beneath him and the overabundance of pillows all over the bed before Nathaniel pushed him down onto the bed, covering his body.

He opened his mouth to protest when he was silenced by Nathaniel’s lips pressed against his in a frenzied kiss. His mouth involuntarily opened in shock, an opportunity that Nathaniel took to shove his tongue in, exploring Harry’s mouth leisurely until their air supply ran out.

He slowly ended the kiss, moving to press feather light kisses over Harry’s cheeks and down his neck. He began to unbutton Harry’s shirt, pressing the same feather light kisses on each piece of new skin revealed.

After removing the shirt, Nathaniel trailed his kisses up again until he reached Harry’s nipples, moving to lick and suckle on one of them. After he was satisfied with it, he pulled back to blow cool air on it, watching as it hardened.

Harry felt like he was swimming in a haze of pleasure. He had never felt anything like this in his life. The feather light touches that sent sparks up and down his spine were driving him insane. When he felt the cold air on his sensitized nipple, Harry bit his lip in order to stop a moan from escaping. However, he could not stop the scream of ecstasy that escaped his lips when Nathaniel bit down on his other nipple harshly.

“That’s right,” Nathaniel growled possessively. “Scream for me! Don’t hide your sounds of pleasure.”

Harry felt heat rise to his cheeks and was about to reply when he felt his pants being undone. He looked down and saw Nathaniel slowly pulling his pants and underwear off before throwing them along with his shoes and socks to the floor. He started kissing up his legs, the same feather light touches that drove Harry mad.

Harry looked down when he felt the kisses stop before he threw his head back with a loud groan when he felt his erect member being engulfed by Nathaniel’s mouth. His head thrashed from side to side as he felt the heat surrounding him moved up and down before gently nips were placed on the head.

Harry panted, feeling himself teetering on the edge of climax but still not managing to release until he felt Nathaniel’s hand grabbing at his balls and squeezing. Harry screamed as he was finally able to fall over that edge, feeling himself shooting off into Nathaniel's mouth. Nathaniel kept swallowing the more Harry shot out, causing his throat muscles to constrict around Harry’s over sensitized member, making Harry groan when he had given all he could.

Once he had swallowed the last of the younger males’ seed, Nathaniel moved up to press his lips to Harry’s, sharing the unique flavour with him. While Harry was sufficiently distracted by the kiss, he quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pants, stripping and throwing them off along with his socks and shoes.

Finally, he reached up and pulled a hear clip out of his hair, revealing the fact that it was actually ankle length, not waist length.

Harry gasped at the sight of the auburn waterfall of hair that suddenly enveloped them both. “Why…how?”

“It’s easier to manage.” Nathaniel replied in a voice less growly then it had been. “Waist length hair also doesn’t get in the way as much as ankle length hair does.”

Nodding, Harry just then realized that the man on top of him was naked. He blushed as he saw the pale skin, the engorged member and the hungry look in Nathaniel's eyes. He attempted to turn his head away but Nathaniel softly grabbed his chin and turned it back.

“Just like you’re my mate now, I’m yours.” Nathaniel whispered softly in against his lips. “So it’s not wrong of you to look, I certainly plan to look at you every chance I get.”

Blushing, Harry closed his eyes at Nathaniel once again meshed their lips together, getting lost in the feeling of his moth being thoroughly explored. He tensed up though when he felt something poking at his entrance, something long, slim and slightly slick.

He gasped in slight pain as he felt it enter him, its passage made easier by the substance coating it. Slowly, it thrust in and out of him, until he had just gotten used to the strange feeling before he felt another, what he now knew to be fingers, enter him.

He bit his lip harshly, not sure if he was stopping himself from moaning or crying out for more of the pleasure racing through his body. He couldn’t stop the scream of slight pain from escaping him though as a third finger was added and he started to feel a slight burn around his entrance.

Once he felt the pain ebb away, the only thought in his mind was ‘more, now!’ “Nathaniel please…more!” he exclaimed, his words coming out in a pleasure filled sigh.

Nathaniel's leopard roared inside him at his mates’ wanton behaviour, urging him to thrust inside already but through sheer force of will he forced it back. They may have not had a chance to talk about this like he had wanted to but now that he had some semblance of control, he would go slowly. Harry did not strike him as a person who had done this before, so Nathaniel knew to be careful this first time.

He slowly withdrew his fingers, silencing Harry’s whimper of disappointment with another kiss. Lining up his erection to Harry’s hole, he slowly pushed forward, groaning at the tight heat surrounding him.

Harry’s body tensed unconsciously when it felt the intrusion making him whimper in pain when Nathaniel pushed through that ring of muscle at his entrance. He gasped through the pain, glad that Nathaniel stopped to give him a chance to recover when he finally was fully sheathed inside. After a minute or two, he slowly nodded, giving Nathaniel the signal to go ahead.

Nathaniel started out slowly; not wanting to hurt his younger mate but Harry’s magic took that decision out of his hands when it shot a shock of pure magic into him, making his beast growl and move faster, harder and rougher.

Harry by this time was a pile of incoherent moans, pleads and whimpers with his head thrashing from side to side, facial sweat causing his hair to cling to his face.

Nathaniel could feel himself nearing climax, sucking on Harry had already made him almost shoot off once so he knew he couldn’t stave off his climax once again. Reaching down, he grabbed Harry’s erection, tugging and squeezing at it, determined that his mate needed to come with him.

Feeling his orgasm approaching, he leaned down and bit into Harry’s throat again, completing the mating as he let his leopard take over in the last second.

Harry let out a scream of ecstasy as he felt Nathaniel bite into him again, making him release for the second time that night, his head thrown back as his body was overcome with shivers of pure pleasure.

Nathaniel's beast let out a ferocious growl when he felt his mate’s cum hit his stomach and the walls surrounding his erection become unbearably tight. His body gave two shallow thrusts before it collapsed on top of Harry as he came within his mate for the first time.

Both of them lay there trying to catch their breaths and waiting for their vision to clear of stars. Once his body had finally calmed down, Harry turned his head slightly and stared at the room they were in.

Black and white drapes were suspended from the ceiling in a soft fan. The floor had one of those ankle-deep white carpets, which your feet just sank into. A vanity and a chest of drawers in black lacquer were placed at the far corners of the room. All in all, it was an elegant and well decorated room.

Looking over at his bed mate, he saw Nathaniel staring at him, this time with his usual lilac eyes. Not knowing what to say to the man whom he had just slept with, Harry kept silent and decided to let Nathaniel take the lead on this one.

“Are you alright?” Nathaniel asked softly. “I tried not to hurt you but my beast would not be kept under control.”

“Beast?” Harry questioned.

“You do know that I am a wereleopard right?” Nathaniel questioned, startled by Harry’s question.

“Of course I do…I’m just wondering why you refer to it as a beast is all.” Harry replied.

“Oh…well most of the time I don’t really think about it but when I go feral, my leopard truly does act like a beast.” Nathaniel attempted to explain. “Like how it just took over and jumped you.”

“That was mating instinct though.” Harry interjected. “It wasn’t beastly at all! You shouldn’t call it that.”

“Why are you so insistent about this?” Nathaniel questioned curiously. “I mean I did practically rape you just now!”

“First of all, if you had attempted to rape me, my magic would have lashed out and fried your ass.” Harry explained. “Second of all, I truly believe that there is no such thing as a beastly vampire or wereanimal. Most wereanimals do not choose to be turned and when they are, they are only trying to live their lives from that moment forth. It’s the ones who go around hurting others for no reason at all who are beasts and monsters.”

Nathaniel stared at him in silence for a moment before asking the question that suddenly popped up in his head. “Have you ever talked to Richard about these thoughts of yours?”

“Who do you think finally convinced him that it’s alright to be a werewolf?” Harry questioned. “I had to shout at him from across the room until my voice was horse to get him to listen to me before I locked him, Anita and Micah in a room so that they could begin to discuss their bond.”

“So you’re the reason that they finally together.” Nathaniel smiled; both the pard and pack had always wondered how those three had finally gotten together. Mainly how Richard had accepted his wolf enough to join in with the other two.

They trailed off into uncomfortable silence, neither knowing how to acknowledge the giant elephant in the room. Just as Nathaniel was about to question Harry if he was alright again, Harry beat him to the chase.

“So…what now?” Harry whispered self-consciously.

“What do you mean?” Nathaniel asked, suddenly nervous.

“Well, now that we’re mates where do we go from here?” Harry elaborated. “I mean, I know that leopards mate for life but I hardly know you.”

“Are you saying…that there is someone else?” Nathaniel asked, feeling his heart start to crack and his leopard growling angrily. Nathaniel was forced to admit, even if it was just to himself, in that moment that he had been attracted to Harry from the moment he had first laid eyes on the younger male in Anita’s living room.

“Wha—No!” Harry exclaimed. “No that’s not what I meant at all, I just meant that I would like to know you. I know that we’ve pretty much jumped right in because your leopard and my magic were influencing our actions, but if I am going to spend my life with you, I do want to get to know you.”

Harry honestly did not know where these words were coming from, in his mind he had decided that he needed none of his mates and that he did not want to get to know them but it was like his magic had forced his mind to take a backseat and had taken over.

“Do you mean like…you want us to date or something?” Nathaniel clarified.

“Well…I guess I mean I’ve never dated but I do want to get to know you…before, you know, we jump into bed again.” Harry replied. “I mean…if that’s alright with you.”

“No…I mean yes…I mean, let me start over.” Nathaniel fumbled, blushing slightly in embarrassment. “I would love to get to know you better.”

“Good.” Harry replied lamely, not knowing what to say.

Smiling slightly at his shy mate, Nathaniel leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to Harry’s cheek, smiling at the blush that covered his face. “Thank you.”

He had just moved back when the door opened to admit the owners of the room that they had just had sex in. Asher and Jean-Claude.

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tbsigma08: Well think of it this way, if you're confused now, it will all blow away when his mates are revealed!!

917brat: Thanks hun, I'm glad you enjoyed it!

kyuubichild717: Yes Harry is the submissive to all the other mates, then Nathaniel is submissive too but Harry. Yes, Nathaniel is the mate to the Basilisk blood. Truth is not a member of Black, neither is Wicked a member of Malfoy but that is a very good observation. I never noticed that before...As for who else is a mate, you're VERY close, just not exact quite yet!

StarLight_Massacre: Harry is the snake, Nathaniel is the leopard. I know I LOVE possessive Nathaniel! Reminds me of a bristling kitty!

chester: Oh wow thanks for that compliment. Yes all four of them are involved but not for a few chapters yet. His necromancy factors in later but for now lets him meet vampire eyes as if they were normal and they are unable to roll him. Thanks, I will try to keep the updates coming!!

vampireslure: I'm glad you're enjoying and the dynamics get more interesting as the numbers increase!!
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