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The room fell silent for a moment, each enjoying the warmth that the words Harry had said created in them. Harry raised his eyebrows at his mates and was waiting for the inevitable response of, "I love you too," when Draco smiled mischievously and snidely said, "Of course you have fallen for me! Who could ever resist my charm? I think I won a bet with someone about that, so if you will excuse me I will go and collect my money."
Draco tried to get up but before he could move Hermione and Harry piled onto him preventing him from leaving the couch. They immediately started to tickle him.
"Get off!" Draco tried to say but was muffled due to someone's hair.
"Not until you admit that you love us as much as we love you!" Harry teased while trying to tickle the blonde into submission.
"No, I won't say it! You will never break my resolve!" Draco said in between fits of laughter.
"This doesn't seem to be working," Hermione cried as Draco bucked and managed to get her half off of him, "we should try a different tactic!"
Hermione grabbed Draco's face and kissed him deeply. Draco response to the kiss was to immediately freeze and then relaxed as his arms went around her and he pulled her closer to him. Harry took the opportunity to sweep Hermione's hair to the side and nibble on her neck while his hand worked its way to Draco's chest where it played with a nipple. Harry used his other hand to run up and down Hermione's back, pausing at her butt and giving it short squeezes on each pass.
As soon as they got a moan out of Draco, Hermione broke the kiss and while kissing his neck breathily demanded, "Say it, and tell us you love us as much as we love you!"
"No-o-o-o, n-e-v-e-r," Draco stubbornly and breathlessly managed to say before being kissed again.
Harry growled at Draco's resistance but then a thought lit up his eyes and morphed his face into a playfully evil visage. Harry wiggled his way under Draco's arm, grabbed a fist full of hair and forced Draco's head further back so that he could bite Draco's neck with various pressures before whispering menacingly into Draco's ear, "Do you remember what happened last time you held out on us? You wouldn't want us to play again without you. We could go and be in love on our own, without you."
Harry's words made Draco's eyes pop open and mouth drop which produced a comical vision as he was still in the middle of kissing Hermione. Hermione adopted the same evil visage as she purposely moved her hand down Draco's chest to the button at the top of his jeans and deftly opened it before moving off of him and said while pouting, "I guess it will just be you and I, Harry. I can say with utter certainty that I am in love with both of you and I am not shy to admit it! If Draco cannot admit that he loves us then we won't let him enjoy the rewards of being in love."
Harry and Hermione made to move off of Draco but before they managed to completely untangle themselves, Draco launched himself at them and suddenly Harry found himself on the floor with Draco on top of him and Hermione's hand trapped between them at the level of his zipper. Draco kissed Harry hard and shoved his hands up Harry's shirt, before getting frustrated and resorted to just yanking Harry's shirt off.
"You will not leave me alone, again! Do you really need to hear the words? Because I would really worry about your mental capacity if you couldn't figure out that I am head over heels, completely and utterly, in love with you, Harry Potter, and you, Hermione Granger!" Draco growled out while using his mouth to trace Harry's upper chest.
Harry laughed with a burst of pure happiness before wiggling so that Hermione could move her hand, which she did by undoing his pants and slipping her hand in. He caught his breath at Hermione stroking him and watched as Draco's eyes darkened with lust as she managed to create friction for him with each of her strokes.
It took Harry three times to form the words but he finally managed to say, "I think we should get up and off the floor." At Hermione's confused and Draco's slightly hurt faces, Harry clarified, "I think the bed would be a little bit more comfortable for this."
They quickly scrambled off the floor and moved towards the bed. They kissed, touched and shed their clothes till they were once again down to their underwear. Suddenly they all seemed to notice that the bed was right in front of them, the nerves and butterflies that had plagued them during the day slowed them down, till they stood just in front of it. Each of them shot the other a sheepish look and a tension was filling the room.
"Umm, does anyone have any experience or know what to do?" Harry asked in embarrassment, insecurities plaguing him once more.
"I believe I have had a lot of experience with this," Draco said with a teasing smirk that grew wider as his mates regarded him with shock. He continued after a moment, "It's a bed. We climb into it. Lay down with our heads on the pillows near the headboard, feet toward the door. I would have thought that both of you knew how to use a bed by now? Or is a bed something that thick Gryffindor's don't use? Do you sleep on the floor in the dorms?"
"I meant after we get on the bed, you idiot!" Harry said as he playfully shouldered him.
"Oh, well since you have clarified, nope I have nothing," Draco responded in the same voice as before while engaging Harry in a little tussling match that had more kisses and intentional gropes than tickling and wrestling usually did.
Hermione ignored her mates, climbed up onto the bed and proceeded to take the rest of her clothing off before getting their attention by saying, "I think your suggestion to get on the bed is a good one, Draco. I don't think any of us have any experience, which I consider a good thing, because that means we will have to figure this out together. Now, strip and get your asses on this bed with me!"
Harry's and Draco's mouths first dropped at Hermione's words and then they started to drool at the sight of Hermione, completely nude, laying back on the pillows, obviously waiting for them. Harry could barely tear his eyes away from the picture that Hermione made on that bed and knew that it would be burned in his memory from that moment forever. Hermione's hair fanned out behind her, giving her a warm halo, as one arm was supporting her head while the other rested on her stomach. The lights in the room shadowed her in a way that was tantalizing to his eyes. Her eyes were molten honey, filled with a lust that, Harry suspected, would not be quenched until they came together.
Hermione gave them a smirk that would rival Draco's any day of the week before raising her eyebrows in impatience. Harry closed his mouth, feeling his mouth run dry as his boxers were very tight. His hands went to his boxers and he quickly pulled them off noticing that Draco had done the same thing. Harry didn't have a chance to admire his other lover because they both quickly scrambled to get on the bed as Hermione had demanded.
As they both climbed into the bed and settled on either side of her, Harry noticed a slight frown on Hermione's face. He was about to ask if she was sure that she wanted to do this, when Draco gave an easy smile and breezily asked, "What's wrong, love? Were you wanting a show and are disappointed that we followed your directive to the letter?"
Hermione blushed, laughed at her own silliness and nodded before replying, "I kind of did want to see both of you strip, slowly. Both of you got your boxers off so fast that I couldn't watch the both of you. You two, together, would make a brilliant sight."
"Maybe next time, Hermione, we will make it a show as I also wished to have time to admire both of you. That is, we will, as long as you are willing to give as good as you get," Harry promised making Draco chuckle that, Harry, was more Slytherin than he appeared.
Harry slowly bent his head and kissed Hermione deeply, pouring the love that he felt for her into her mouth and feeling the waterfall of her love pour into him. His hand gently massaged her breast and he could feel Draco's hand massaging the other one. Harry instinctively knew that Draco was laying sweet kisses on Hermione's neck, collarbone and down her arm, keeping his mouth busy while he waited for his turn. Harry broke the kiss with Hermione after it had turned from warmth of love to the burn of desire.
Harry raised his head till his mouth could capture Draco's mouth. Harry let his hand drift from Hermione's breast down her body till it was playing with her curls. As he poured the love he felt for Draco into Draco's willing mouth and once again felt that emotion returned to him with the same force, he simultaneously rubbed a finger against Hermione's clit.
Harry was intensely aware of the sounds Hermione was making, especially when Draco's hand joined his and added a finger inside her. He was therefore not surprised when her hands kept incessantly running up and down their chests, trying to do something to reciprocate the pleasure she was feeling but not being in control enough to concentrate on one single point.
Harry felt his kiss with Draco turn scorching with the heat of desire. He couldn't get enough of it but knew that he needed to share this feeling so he broke the kiss with Draco to share the burn with Hermione by kissing her fiercely. Harry knew that this fire that they were creating was a powerful force and it would devour them before creating something new out of them. As soon as he broke the kiss with Draco, Draco contorted his body so that he was suddenly on the other side of Harry.
Harry didn't have time to wonder what Draco was doing because as soon as Draco settled, he swallowed Harry's penis whole. Harry gasped in shock and pleasure, breaking the kiss with Hermione and without intentionally doing so put more pressure on Hermione clit which, with Draco adding another finger in her, sent her over the edge. Draco's mouth felt like heaven and Harry shook and quivered with every swipe of Draco's tongue.
Hermione, coming down from her orgasm, began to play with Harry's nipples with one hand while nibbling on Draco's neck with her mouth. Her other hand travelled down Draco's body to his cock and started pumping him in time with his strokes on Harry. Her ministrations caused Draco to moan in pleasure that travelled through Harry causing him to throw his head back with his eyes closed desperate to keep control.
After a few minutes of extreme bliss for Harry, Draco, sensing how close Harry was, gave Harry's cock one more pump before moving so that he could capture Hermione's mouth in a hungry kiss, giving Harry time to recover. Hermione's hand left Draco's cock and embraced him with the same wanton hunger that they were all feeling.
Harry watched his mates kiss and felt awed by the sight in front of him. Hermione's golden glow mixed with Draco's smooth marble paleness made for a beautiful vision, especially when each of them were caught up in a desire that made their eyes darken, their face flush, and their bodies sensuously entwine around each other. The only thing, Harry could think of that would make it better, was adding himself to the mix.
With that in mind, Harry closed the distance between him and his mates. He shimmied down the bed till his face was nestled in between Hermione's and Draco's hips. Harry wanted to reciprocate the pleasure that he received so he slid Draco's cock between his lips and proceeded to use his tongue in long languid strokes. Draco's hips, involuntarily, pushed forward and Harry soon had his cock completely down his throat.
As he withdrew from Draco's cock, Harry turned his head and licked Hermione's slit, which was glistening with moisture. After sipping up as much as he could for the moment and swirling his tongue around her clit, Harry once again turned his head and concentrated on Draco. Harry heard the moans from his two mates and knew his face had morphed into a wicked smile as he continued to use his mouth on both his mates. He was not concentrating on one of them long enough to have them come but just enough that they were on the edge.
"Harry, please! I need you in me now!" Hermione moaned with desperate pleasure.
Harry stopped and looked up at her, judging if she was indeed ready. He met Draco's eyes for a moment and realized that at some time they had agreed that Harry should be the one to take Hermione's virginity.
"Are you on…?"Harry nervously asked. Hermione just gave him a blank stare not comprehending what he was asking
"What Harry is trying to ask is, are you on birth control?" Draco asked for him, the laughter in his eyes from Harry not being brave enough to ask.
"Yes, Harry, I have been on the potion since fourth year, as almost all of the girls are. Please don't ask me to explain, I don't want to wait any longer," Hermione said, while still wriggling on the bed as Draco's hand had replaced Harry's tongue and had kept her on the brink.
Harry slowly climbed up Hermione as Draco moved to the side to allow him space, removing his fingers from Hermione's body. Harry kissed Hermione deeply while settling between her thighs.
"Umm, Harry, do you think I could…"Draco asked in a nervous voice that was so unlike Draco that Harry froze.
"Draco wants to know if he could be in you as you are in me," Hermione finished for the blonde, giggling about how Draco's apparent bravery could flee so fast.
Harry's mouth went dry at the question and he found himself nodding before he felt he really had comprehended the question. The look of astonishment and pure love on Draco's face made his acquiescence of the request feel completely right. Draco then moved off the bed and came back with a jar that Harry identified as lubrication. Harry felt Draco crawl behind him before feeling the coolness of the liquid as Draco prepared him with loving extensiveness. Stretching him out with, first, one finger and then another, scissoring them to make room.
When Draco was done preparing Harry, he used his hand to position Harry at Hermione's entrance before positioning himself at Harry's entrance. Harry slowly nudged his way into Hermione, stopping for a moment when he felt her wall.
"Are you ready?" Harry asked breathlessly, as he was trying very hard not to thrust and tear into her.
"Yes." Hermione replied her eyes closed in preparation of the pain that she was sure was to come.
"Please open your eyes, Hermione. I want to see that you trust me to do this," Harry whispered lovingly in her ear.
Hermione opened her eyes and Harry took that moment and thrust quickly into her, breaking through that thin barrier easily. He immediately stilled as he felt her gasp with pain. He was struggling not to move as being in Hermione, was literally, the best feeling in the world that he had encountered. The only thing that dampened the moment was that he could feel her lingering pain. Harry used the bond to siphon most of the pain away from her but was surprised when she took it right back.
"Harry, it is my right to feel this pain and I will not have you take any feelings away from me in this moment. Please just wait, let me adjust and then take me to heights of pleasure that I have never dreamed of," Hermione's mental voice whispered through his head.
Harry had for the moment forgotten about his other mate but was reminded of him when Draco slowly thrust forward, into him. His body tried to move away from the intrusion, inadvertently pushing him deeper within Hermione, making her squirm. Harry was glad for the semi-pain that he felt when Draco entered him because he was sure that without it, he would have come right then and there.
"Merlin! You feel incredible, Harry!" Draco bit out as he obviously was straining to keep control.
"He really does feel unbelievable," Hermione replied saucily.
"Both of you feel so good that it is almost overwhelming," Harry grounded out, still trying to stay still.
Harry decided to test the waters, moving back so that Draco was forced further into him before thrusting forward so that he was buried deep inside Hermione. He nearly came with a groan because of how good it felt to him. His mate's howls of pleasure convinced him that it was ok to start moving and so he did.
Harry continued to withdraw and thrust at the same slow pace and soon his mates were answering with movement of their own. Draco thrust in time with Harry's withdrawal as Hermione bucked against him. Harry tried to keep the pace slow but with each stroke and with their answering moans of ecstasy it was becoming harder and harder.
All too soon Harry was thrusting into Hermione as hard and fast as he could as Draco did the same but to him. Harry finally panted out the question, "Are you close?"
"I'm close but I think I need something to send me over the edge," Hermione responded at the same time Draco said, "I have been close this whole time."
"Could you lend me a hand, Draco?" Harry asked, ignoring Draco's cheeky response.
Draco didn't reply but wound a hand around Harry and used his fingers to play with Hermione's clit. Almost as soon as Draco added his fingers, Hermione started bucking and quivering with an orgasm. Harry felt her walls tighten around him and that was it for his control. With a roar of pleasure he plunged into her three times more before his own orgasm engulfed him. He was fully cognizant of Draco's pace increasing to keep up with his and felt the powerful force of the last of his mate's orgasm rush through him.
It took a while for them to untangle themselves from each other due to the fact that every bone in all their bodies had turned to jelly. Soon they found themselves tangled in a more relaxing way as they curled up around each other, drifting off to sleep. Harry's final thought before completely falling asleep was; this is the best Holiday Break that I have ever had. I love Draco and Hermione and they love and care for me. Wow!
No one saw that as they laid there sleeping, their magic, which was once distinctively separate, slowly merged and condensed into one powerful form before dissipating back into their bodies. They would learn later, that the other members of the pack had suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of being loved and cared for before an orgasm hit them.
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