Slow, Steady Burn

(AN: I don't own Harry Potter or any known characters. Talia Potter, and Ara Malfoy are my though. Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling, I'm just playing in her sandbox.

A child's shrieking giggles broke Hermione out of her reverie. She turned in her chair just in time to see a raven-haired toddler run, giggling into her office, with an older, platinum blonde-haired child running after her.

"Mummy! Scorpius ate Daddy's cookies!" the little girl squealed.

"I did not Mummy!" Scorpius cried.

"Talia, Scorpius, how many times have I told you not to bother Mummy while she is working." A deep voice asked.

Hermione turned to see one of her husbands standing in the doorway, holding Talia's twin brother James in his arms.

"Papa, Scorpy ate Daddy's cookies!" Talia huffed.

"Scorpius, did you eat your Papa's cookies?" Draco asked.

Scorpius looked down at the floor and scuffed his little feet.

"Yes Daddy." Scorpius said.

"You will tell him you are sorry when he returns home and then you will not be having dessert for the rest of the week." Draco said.

"Yes Daddy." Scorpius sniffled.

"Good, now you and Talia take James and go and play with Ara and Lyra. And do as Lolly says." Draco said before he set James on the floor and the three children ran off.

Draco entered the office properly and shut the door. He let his eyes rove over his wife's pregnancy swollen body.

"Why are you looking at me like you want to eat me Draco?" Hermione asked.

Even after being married to Draco and Harry for ten years and being in a relationship with them for more than fifteen, the two men still acted like randy teenagers around her. Contrary to what everyone believed after Hermione, Harry and Draco had revealed their relationship to the world at the end of their last year of Hogwarts, the three of them did not get married right away. They decided to travel the world and spend their time making love on private islands and fucking each other in exotic locales.

After her seventh year of school, Hermione had returned to her summer camp one last time, but this time, Harry and Draco had gone with her. The three had shared a cabin, and much to the many other boys' displeasure, she only bedded the two boys she had brought with her. Except when Harry and Draco wanted to watch her with Ash, and she would fuck her old camp counselor while Harry and Draco were beneath the Invisibility Cloak that Harry owned and had charmed it to be larger and had also woven a Silencing Charm into the fabric so that the three of them could get it on anywhere they wanted to underneath the cloak without getting caught.

The two young men would watch as another man plowed her field and then they would go back to their own cabin and fuck her senseless. And now, fifteen years later, the three of them were married, and had five children and another on the way. Draco had fathered three of their children so far, while she had given Harry twins just two and a half years ago. Now she was once again carrying a Potter and Harry and his parents were ecstatic.

And the two men she was married to never got tired of her, even when she felt like she was as big as a house. The two men in her life definitely weren't turned off by her pregnant state, in fact, they seemed to take a perverted amount of pleasure in seeing her pregnancy swollen body, naked, every chance they got.

"Maybe because I do want to eat you. Your pussy at least. I haven't tasted you on my tongue for nearly a week love. I need to taste you." Draco said before he dropped to his knees in front of her and started pushing up her skirt.

"Draco…" she sighed.

He parted her thighs and inhaled deeply as the scent of her arousal hit his nose. She was sans knickers today, just the way he liked it. Hermione's hands grasped his hair as he leaned forward and gave her wet, swollen quim a long, slow lick. She moaned and pressed herself more fully against his mouth as he licked every fold of her pussy.

"Draco!" she whined, when he wouldn't put his mouth where she really wanted it.

"Patience lovey." Draco said.

He put his mouth exactly where she wanted it a few minutes later. Then he pushed his thumb against her tight back entrance and started rubbing her sensitive back entrance as he sucked on her even more sensitive clit. It didn't take her long to cum after that, and she did cum, with a wail of her husband's name, and Draco latched his mouth onto her cunt and lapped up every drop of his wife's essence that spilled from her weeping cunt.

She came down from her orgasm and as her eyes refocused, she watched her husband stand up and drop his trousers. He picked her up and sat down in the chair she had just vacated. With a few well practice moves, Hermione was bare from the waist up and impaled on her husband's straining erection.

"That's right baby, ride my cock. Take all you want from me. Let me see you fall apart." Draco said, cupping her breasts in his hands and squeezing the swollen flesh.

He took one of her swollen nipples into his mouth and flicked his tongue over it as he suckled it. Hermione keened loudly and Draco cradled her bum in his free hand as she rocked against him, needy and begging for release. A release he was more than willing to give her. She came a few minutes later, already sensitive from her first orgasm, and feeling her tight velvet walls squeezing his cock as she came, triggered Draco's orgasm. He came hard, filling her waiting quim with his hot, thick seed. She collapsed against him and he stroked her back as they both came down from their highs.

"You definitely haven't changed a bit lovey. You are just as needy and slutty as the first day Harry and I fucked you senseless. And I wouldn't change you for anything in the world." Draco said.

"Good, because if you did, you would only have Harry to fuck, and then where would you be without my pretty little kitty to keep your cock warm and milk it for all it's worth." Hermione said, squeezing her inner muscles around the cock that was still buried inside of her for emphasis.

"Shit baby." Draco hissed.

"I'm a horny, needy slut remember." She said, before she took his mouth with her own in a hot, passion filled kiss.

"We should probably go up to our room so the children don't walk in on us." Draco panted as Hermione's inner muscles squeezed his rapidly hardening cock.

Hermione sighed but pulled herself up off her husband's cock and fixed her clothing.

"I'll wait for you upstairs then." Hermione said before she turned and sauntered off, swaying her hips as she went.

Shit, this woman would eventually be the death of him, but what a death it would be. Fifteen years ago, he and Harry had stepped into a blazing inferno, not caring if they were consumed by the flames. Now, fifteen years later, that raging inferno had simmered down into a slow and steady burn. Risking everything to be with her had most definitely be worth jumping out of the frying pan and into the fire. The passion hadn't faded between the three of them, and it was more than enough to keep them warm at night. And all because one magic fueled storm had brought the three of them together.