A/N: Just an epilogue after this! It'll be posted next week on Hermione's birthday! Lucky girl!
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"And you're sure you've been cleared?" Lucius asked for the third time. Hermione rolled her eyes at him as she sauntered closer to him. Her body wasn't quite back to pre-baby standards, her breasts were fuller now that she was breastfeeding, and her hips were larger, but she was still rather slim. And the negligee she had picked out for this night, showed off her shape in excellent form. She was rather surprised that Lucius was so reluctant.
"For the last time, Lucius, yes. Healer Fawley cleared me a week ago. I'm ready, Severus is ready, you are ready. It's time."
Lucius nodded and let his eyes trail over her form as she approached. Severus was in the chair in the corner, having started with a glass of whiskey as was his custom. Merlin, she was horny. Three months of no sex with a newborn shouldn't make anyone as horny as Hermione was now, but watching Lucius with baby Julia was enough to get her blood going. Add Severus to that mix, and it was all Hermione could do not to jump them on sight.
"What abou—"
"Tippy and Tilly have it covered," Severus sighed. "Stop stalling, Lucius."
Hermione was now standing directly in front of Lucius and cupped his cheek, bringing his gaze to her own. "What's wrong, love?"
"I don't want to hurt you…" Lucius trailed off and looked away. His eyes went a little glazed as if he remembered something. "Narcissa didn't, I mean. She wasn't interested for nearly a year after Draco was born."
Hermione rubbed his cheek and stood on her tip-toes, pressing a soft kiss to his mouth. "I'm not Narcissa," she responded. "And I'm practically dripping over here. If you aren't ready, I'm sure Severu—"
"Absolutely not," Lucius snapped and pressed a crushing kiss to her lips while backing her to the bed.
"About bloody time," Severus muttered from the other side of the room.
Hermione found herself flat on her back as Lucius kissed his way down her body. He made short work of the lacy, black negligee she had donned. When she felt him leave the bed, she looked up to see Lucius undressing quickly. A silent communication between Severus and Lucius and Hermione was dragged along the bed until her head hung off one side. From this new angle, she could see Severus also undressing. Soon, Lucius' lips were back on her body as he worshipped her full breasts. Sucking lightly at her nipples, not enough to trigger her letdown, but enough to make Hermione's core clench in need.
"Please," she murmured as Lucius left her breasts and headed south.
"I've got you," Severus responded, and Hermione opened her eyes to find the head of his cock bumping her lips. She smirked at him and pulled his hips closer as she opened her mouth and he guided himself inside. From this angle, it was easy for him to slide down her throat and Hermione swallowed around him before he slowly pulled out and pushed back in.
Lucius had made his way to her core and was nipping, kissing, and licking every inch of skin that wasn't her pussy. She wanted to beg, and she tried to writhe, but Lucius held her hips fast with his strong arms while Severus kept her busy with his cock in her throat.
When Lucius finally, finally licked her from arse to clit, Hermione moaned so loudly over Severus' cock that he couldn't stop pumping into her face. Hermione pulled his hips to her and swallowed his come as it splashed down her throat. Severus bent heavily at the waist, his hands propping himself up over her as he breathed heavily. Hermione licked his cock clean, sucking it lightly before he pulled it from her mouth with a hiss.
The moment she was free, Lucius tugged her toward him and slammed inside her. Hermione's back arched off the bed, and her hands scrabbled for purchase in the sheets as Lucius fucked her furiously. Like he was a dying man. It was enough that within three strokes Hermione was coming around him and screaming through her climax.
She opened her eyes when she found someone at her breasts. Severus was tonguing and twisting her nipples even as Lucius continued to pound into her. Hermione clasped Severus' head to her as the feeling of his plucking at her nipples went straight to her core. She was breathless and on the verge of orgasm once more.
"Oh, fucking, Merlin," Hermione groaned when her second climax hit with the speed of a train. Her entire body arched and clenched. It was enough to bring Lucius to his own end, and he shouted as he emptied his seed inside her.
Severus whispered something into her abdomen, and Hermione smiled when she realized it was a contraceptive charm. That was something they were going to have to be diligent about if they didn't want to give Julia and Draco any siblings anytime soon.
"Welcome back, love," Hermione murmured when Lucius finally looked up from where he had collapsed in her lap. Lucius smirked at her and pushed his head down until he was settled between her legs again, licking her firmly. "Oh, fuck, Merlin, Circe, and Nimue," Hermione groaned.
Severus sucked hard on one of her breasts, and Hermione keened.
"Didn't think you were getting let off that easily, did you?" Severus asked as he kissed his way to her mouth.
"Thank Merlin, I'm not," Hermione muttered before pressing her lips to his.
Severus pulled back enough to whisper a spell and Hermione found her hands bound above her head. She was quite firmly caught as Severus straddled her waist and pushed her breasts together, sliding his hard cock through them until it nudged against her chin. Merlin, she loved it when he titty-fucked her. He thumbed her nipples as he slid his hot length through the valley of her breasts. She dropped her chin and opened her mouth, tonguing the head of his cock everytime it came close enough.
Lucius was fucking her with his own tongue, and it was everything Hermione could do to concentrate on Severus while her pleasure mounted. Her breasts were so much bigger, full of milk, that Severus' cock disappeared entirely between them and the look on his face as he watched was intoxicating. When Lucius began sucking on her clit, Hermione couldn't handle it anymore, she threw her head back and screamed her orgasm to the ceiling even as Severus' motions sped up, his cock sliding quickly through her tits now. He squeezed her breasts so tightly, all the while thumbing and twisting her nipples. It didn't take long for Severus to begin coming, this time all over her chest. Severus rolled over to the side, panting heavily as Lucius climbed on top of her, sinking his cock back into her tight sheath.
"Took a potion?" Hermione mumbled. "Planned this, did you?"
"I did," Severus responded. "May have slipped something to Lucius without him knowing."
Hermione groaned as Lucius licked her breasts clean of Severus' come, all the while providing long, languid strokes of his cock inside her. It was enough, and Hermione felt herself coming once again, this time bringing Lucius over the edge with her. She sighed contented to have them both back in her bed finally.
"It absolutely won't hurt her," Severus said again. "Beyond the initial pinprick to get the blood, of course."
"As long as you're sure," Lucius said reluctantly. He desperately wanted little Julia—now almost five months old— to be the Malfoy heir. He felt so vulnerable without one, but he didn't want to hurt her. Even if Hermione consented to marry him, because Julia was born out of wedlock, they'd have to perform the ritual regardless.
"Lucius, it's your own family's magic. Severus and I have done as much research into it as possible. It won't hurt her," Hermione said, laying her arm on Lucius' in reassurance.
"And you're sure this is what you want?" Lucius asked her. She had decided she'd rather stay a Granger, be the last of the Granger's, instead of consenting to marry him. Lucius wouldn't deny that it didn't hurt his feelings. It did. But he wanted Hermione. However, she would have him, and if marriage was off the table, then he'd learn to live with it.
"I am," Hermione nodded decisively. "I want this for you, Lucius." She leaned up into him, and he quickly embraced her as she kissed his lips softly. "I love you."
Lucius' heart filled with joy at those words, they weren't said often, as they made Severus uncomfortable. Even now, he could hear Severus snorting, but Lucius didn't care. They made his heart soar. "Love you too," he murmured and deepened the kiss.
"Can we get on with this?" Severus sighed heavily, and Lucius broke the kiss, leaning his forehead against Hermione's. She smiled indulgently, and Lucius wasn't sure if it was directed at him or Severus or both of them.
"Yes, yes, we're coming, dear," Lucius said sarcastically and grinned when Hermione giggled. Merlin, he loved making this witch laugh.
Severus rolled his own eyes as he turned his back on the two of them, cuddling Julia in his arms. For as much as Severus pretended to hate children, he was surprisingly cossetting of Julia. He was one to get up if he heard her cries in the middle of the night and several times, Lucius had caught Severus holding her as she slept with a look of rapture on his face.
"Let's do this," Hermione grinned at him and pulled him forward by his hand. They had to go to the Malfoy ritual stones to complete the ceremony. They'd chosen Mabon as the best day. If not Mabon, they'd have to wait until Yule, and Lucius wasn't sure he could wait that long. Samhain was entirely out, due to the nature of the holiday. Mabon was good, it was the equinox, which meant that the veil between here and beyond was thin. A good time to perform a blood ritual.
It was chilly for the end of September and Severus had bundled Julie up in numerous blankets for the walk out to the standing stones. Lucius snagged Hermione's hand, kissing the back of it, as they followed Severus out of the Manor.
The sun was just beginning to rise as they made it up the small rise to the ritual circle. The Malfoy circle wasn't nearly as impressive as Stonehenge, but it was in better shape. All of the stones still standing, and the alter uncovered in the center. Malfoy's had lived on this land since the days of William the Conqueror, and their magic maintained the stones as they had found them.
Severus cuddled Julia close as Lucius and Hermione began setting the circle. A salt ring around the outer standing stones and candles around the inner ring. Once the candles were lit, and the circle was drawn, the slight pre-dawn wind died completely. Letting them know that they had done the first part of the ritual correctly.
Julia had just fallen asleep when Severus carefully set her atop of the altar. The three of them ringed the altar as Hermione drew forth a ceremonial knife. It was the smallest and oldest in the Malfoy collection. A quick spell to sterilize it, and she fished one of Julia's hands from in her blankets, careful not to disturb her too much.
"Hush," Hermione said lowly, placing a kiss on the middle of Julia's palm. She gripped the knife tightly, and Lucius was desperately grateful that it wasn't his task to draw the blood from his daughter. Severus had offered, but Hermione had told him that she felt it was her obligation. Severus should be the one casting, she had said.
A small press of the knife was all that was needed to draw a drop of blood from Julia's palm. Hermione twisted the knife in her hand and handed it to Lucius hilt-first. He grasped it, making a small cut in his own palm and Hermione held Julia's palm up for Lucius to seize, their blood mingling.
Severus began chanting low in Latin, completing the ritual.
An artificial wind blew up and around them, before leaving with the softest caress of a kiss. A blue light flashed from the candles, and the circle fell apart.
"It's done," Severus murmured.
"Hello Julia Malfoy," Hermione said, just as Julia yawned and opened her eyes, staring at the adults around her.
"Merlin, I like the sound of that," Lucius rumbled as he picked up his daughter and held her close. He kissed her palm, murmuring a healing spell to close the small wound there.
"How will we know it worked?" Hermione asked.
"I expect an owl from Gringotts will probably be waiting for us when we return," Lucius said as Severus grasped Hermione's hand and the four of them began the walk back to the house.
"You know, if you married me, I'd get you access to Gringotts again?" Lucius commented as he trailed his fingers along Hermione's skin. They were nestled into the massive bath attached to their bedroom, having a 'business meeting.'
Hermione yawned, stretching, loving the feel of Lucius behind her as they lazed in their post-orgasmic bliss.
"Mmm, trying to get out of helping with the charitable arm of your own company?" Hermione asked.
Lucius chuckled lowly, "Never. Just trying to get you to marry me, witch."
Hermione smiled. It had become almost an old joke at this point. Lucius knew her feelings on the matter, and they wouldn't be changing anytime soon.
"Beginning without me?" Severus asked from the doorway. He leaned against the jamb with a glass of whiskey in one hand.
Hermione shot up. "Severus! You're home early." She stood from the bath to greet him, but Severus put his hand out to stop her before she got out of the tub.
He slowly unbuttoned his frock coat and let it fall heavily to the floor. "You are a sight for sore eyes, witch," Severus muttered. He took another drink of his whiskey before setting it on the counter with a clink. "Your body glistens as the water drips. Merlin, Lucius what did you do to her? She looks positively ravished."
Hermione smirked at him and ran her hands down her flanks, cupping her breast in one and slipping the other down to her core which was aching again. Needing to be filled.
"Haven't you had enough yet?" Lucius asked from behind her.
"Never," Hermione replied, not taking her eyes off of Severus and his slow strip tease. He was down to his pants and shucked them off before striding toward her. He relieved her hand of its burden, taking her breast into his own hand and licking the tip of it. Hermione tossed her head back and groaned when she felt the water move about her calves and a second set of hands settle onto her hips. She leaned back into Lucius' chest as Severus took his fill from her breasts.
"Perhaps we should move this to the shower?" Lucius suggested as he placed soft, wet kisses along Hermione's shoulder and neck.
"That would be amenable," Severus agreed, stepping back and offering a hand to Hermione to help her out of the tub. Hermione followed him, not bothering to offer her opinion. Bath or shower didn't matter to her, as long as she could have both her wizards again. Severus had been gone for nearly two weeks at a Potions conference, and she'd missed him sorely. Julia would be celebrating her first birthday in a few weeks time, and Hermione wanted her family to herself for a while before all the guests came to stay.
Severus turned on the shower as Lucius flicked his hand to let the tub drain. Beckoning her forward with one hand, Severus stood under the spray, wetting his hair and drawing it back from his face with both hands. Hermione loved the way he looked without his hair hiding his face. She reached up for him, cupping his cheeks in both her hands.
"I've missed you," Hermione murmured and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him. Severus wrapped an arm around her waist, dipping his head to kiss her more fully. Hermione hummed into the kiss. She wanted to climb him like a tree, even though not thirty minutes ago, Lucius had given her several mind-blowing orgasms. She couldn't seem to get enough of either of these them.
Hermione broke the kiss and dropped to her knees. The hot spray of the water, soon had her hair drenched, but she didn't care as she ran her hands up Severus' thighs. A moan above her and she glanced up to find Lucius and Severus locked in a heated kiss. She pushed against Severus' hips until he was leaning against the wall. Then did the same for Lucius. They were side-by-side, each with a delicious cock jutting out toward her. Hermione took one in each hand, first kissing the head of Severus' and then Lucius'. Pleasuring them both at once was still something that gave her so much power, she was positively dripping. The noises both were making above her, each with a hand in her hair made Hermione wish she had a third hand, one she could use to fill her aching cunt.
She bounced between the two of them, sucking Lucius' cock in as far as she could take it and then a little farther when Lucius held her there with one hand and pressed his hips further. She squeezed Severus' cock, swiping her thumb at his slit as she pulled off Lucius' and repeated the same action with Severus' cock in her mouth instead. It was hypnotic, and Hermione wondered how long they'd let her go. Hermione nipped at Lucius' balls when Severus moved behind her and pulled her to standing.
"Enough play," Severus growled as he backed her into Lucius' chest. Severus reached down and grabbed her by the back of her thighs, and Hermione wrapped her legs around Severus' waist. His cock slid through her folds and Hermione bucked against him as it stimulated her clit.
"Fuck," she hissed, her head tossing back and connecting with Lucius' shoulder. Lucius placed a hand on her waist, and another reached around to cup one of her breasts, thumbing the nipple. A few moments later and Hermione felt Lucius' hard cock gliding along the cleft of her arse as Severus impaled her on his own. She tightened her legs around him, clenching at the sensations. Severus had both hands on her waist, moving her, bouncing her on his cock and Lucius was tugging at each nipple. Hermione held on to Severus' shoulders; it was all she could do as the sensations flooded her body.
"Mine," she whispered just before Severus leaned down to kiss her.
"Mine," Lucius responded into her ear, and then he kissed along her neck.
"Mine," Severus said, pulling back just long enough to get the word out before pressing his lips to hers again.
It didn't take long for Hermione's climax to overwhelm her and she was screaming their names as her entire body clenched rhythmically. Severus gritted his teeth through her orgasm, slowing to a complete stop as her cunt gripped his cock. And still, the shower pounded down on them.
"Severus, Lucius, fuck," Hermione chanted over and over again.
"Got another one in there?" Severus panted.
Hermione shook her head. She felt utterly wrung out with Lucius' earlier attentions, but Severus chuckled darkly, and Lucius flexed his hips, reminding her that his cock was still nestled between her arse cheeks. Lucius tugged once more at her nipples, rolling them between his fingers, it was almost too much and yet not quite enough.
"I think you do," Severus whispered as he began to move again. The slide of his thick cock through her oversensitized cunt had Hermione groaning. Whether for him to stop or to continue, she wasn't sure. Lucius didn't let up on her nipples, and each twist and pull went straight to Hermione's clit. She could feel it pulsing in time with her blood, and she found that Severus wasn't wrong, she was almost painfully close to having another orgasm.
"I can—" Hermione tried to say, but then Severus dragged his thumb along her clit, and she couldn't even think coherently, let alone speak.
"Fuck," Hermione groaned, and Severus did it again. She bucked into him, an attempt to get away she was sure, but when he did it a third time, she felt her climax break free and Severus finally, finally, started moving again, pumping into her with wild abandon. Her body slid along Lucius', providing him the friction he needed to find his own end, which she heard more than felt as he gasped and groaned into her ear. His hands still at her breasts, providing Hermione the friction she needed to drag out her orgasm for several moments until finally, Severus spilled himself inside her.
"Welcome home," Hermione gasped and was rewarded by Severus' rich baritone laughter.
