AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Below is the naughty fun part. Take the "M" rating and the disclaimer at the beginning of chapter 1 seriously, dear readers!

CHAPTER THREE

In nothing but towels, Draco and I made our way out to the bedroom once more. Theo was sitting in the cosy chair, reading, a fetching pair of spectacles perched on the edge of his nose. He put the book down and took the glasses off, setting both on a side table. He got to his feet and made his way to us, his gaze straying from my face, to the cleavage barely visible over the top of the towel slung around my middle, to Draco over my left shoulder.

Without a word, he took my hand and drew me away from my husband, towards the bed. There was a determined intensity in his features I'd never seen before, and there was hunger for what we were about to do reflected in his blue-grey eyes. It made my thighs quiver and my throat tighten.

His wand appeared in his hand, as did the vial of fertility potion. I downed the purplish liquid in one go after he unstoppered it for me. It tasted like cherry and liquorice – female and male. He handed the vial over to Draco, who stood behind me. I didn't know where the glass tube disappeared to, because my focus was on Theo pulling my towel until it fell to the floor and lowering his wand over my exposed belly. "Aphrodisus Flammette," he spoke the odd Greek-Latin conjuration for 'aphrodisiac' and 'enflame'. A pink light hit me...

...and I gasped at the heat and the flood of desire that overtook me. Between my legs, I went instantly wet. My nipples ached, growing hard, and my clit felt too sensitive for even the curly hairs around my pubis to touch. I was seconds from orgasm.

Draco pressed his solid length against the sway of my back as he stepped in and put his arms about me. "Bring her," he commanded his friend.

Theo reached forward and stroked my cunt. The moment his fingers tickled my little nub of flesh and his lips wrapped around one nipple to suckle, I came apart with a loud cry. Thank Circe my husband held me up, because my knees shook so badly I almost fell to the ground as the flashing wave rolled over me.

The need that the spell created was heady, and returned almost immediately after the quaking in my womb ceased. I craved. I needed more. "Oh... God!" I shouted, as the smallest touches brought the fire in my core roaring back to life. Theo bit my nipple and thrust two fingers up into me and I came again – just like that. The sounds coming from my mouth were incoherent gasps and whimpers then as I burned and exploded, super nova hot.

Somehow, I ended up on the bed, lying flat on my back, and Theo was between my legs, slurping up my freely flowing juices. Draco knelt over me, high up on my body. He had his swollen, red cock fisted in his hand and was stroking it. "Open," he bid in a gentle, but imposing voice. He expected me to obey.

I gave myself to him and to this – what we were doing together. I took him when he pushed his weeping tip into my mouth and I sucked, hollowing my cheeks, holding to his hips as he thrust with small, controlled surges.

I was on the verge of coming a third time, as Theo impaled me on his tongue again and I wailed around my husband's shaft as I approached the precipice of sanity once more. He released across my tongue just before I hit the edge, and I swallowed quickly, fearing I'd choke once I fell over myself. He'd barely eased out of my mouth when my back bowed and the climax gripped me between its teeth, shaking me for all I was worth.

Draco moved aside, and Theo was suddenly leaning over me. He was panting like I was, red-faced and covered in my juices, and so very beautiful in that moment that I thought I might cry again.

"Can we?" he asked, giving me the last out - giving me the power.

I reached for him and spread my legs wide and he took that as permission, surging up into me with one powerful snap of his hips. He wasn't as thick as Draco, but he was a bit longer, and he was curved, so when he pulled back and started shagging me at a comfortable rhythm, he clipped that ultra-sensitive spot inside with his wide crown. The sensation was incredible.

I flung one hand out. "Draco," I called, needing our connection, wanting him to touch and kiss me, and to tell me that he was good with this. My body was out of control, desperately thrusting upwards to meet Theo's of its own accord, but my heart was never far from my husband.

Draco's fingers curled around mine, his lips kissing the knuckles. He took them into his mouth and began sucking on them, swirling that naughty tongue of his around the tips. He shifted, and it was my breast now getting the attention from his mouth instead. He nipped and bit my tits, knowing how swollen and sensitive they were. "That's it, baby," he cajoled. "Enjoy this. Look at his cock fucking you."

I opened my eyes and looked down to where Theo was shuttling in and out of my body. I knew Draco was watching, too. His lips moved to the side of my face. "Look at him, desperate for you. He's going to come any second. He's going to come inside you. Watch."

I did. I couldn't tear my eyes off the sight of my lover's pounding hips. He was gasping in uncontrollable need as he sped up, sounding like a man tortured. "Oh, fuck!" he shouted in what sounded partial panic, partial bliss. "'Mione!" Throwing his head back on a loud cry, he surged one last time, going deep, and then I felt him pulsing warm liquid heat inside me. I orgasmed right as he pulled out a bit and slammed again into me, ejaculating more semen. The thought that this might be the moment I conceived a child at long last brought on a climax that overpowered my sanity.

Draco covered my mouth with his, capturing my keening cries, kissing me with love, pride, and appreciation.

Theo went still once the tide of his release receded, still fully buried inside me, knowing from the things we'd discussed a week ago with the Healer that he should not immediately pull out, and that my hips needed to be tilted back to insure his seed could easily get to where it needed to be. He moved us to accommodate that requirement, his breath still a panting animal against my shoulder.

"You did beautifully, baby," my husband complimented, meeting my glazed stare. "But we're not through yet." He rolled away and came back a moment later with his wand. "Aphrodisus Flammette," he cast at Theo.

Instantly, I felt my partner go iron hard inside me, and his spine stiffen. "Bloody hell," he rose up on his arms and grinned, shaking his head at Draco. "You bastard, you were supposed to wait a bit."

"Why should I when I want to see you fuck her again?" my husband easily admitted. He lay on his side next to us and propped his head up on one hand. "Besides, the more times you come in her the better the chances of conceiving, right? So, stop whinging and put her legs up on your shoulders. I want to see you shag my lovely wife into the mattress. I find I'm enjoying the show more than I'd suspected I would."

Theo looked down at me, his desire blatantly etched into every curve and angle. "Do you want it hard or gentler this time?" he asked, intentionally defying my husband, assuring I was on-board for everything we were doing.

The truth was that the Aphrodisiac spell was still enticing me, despite having come already so many times. My ravenous body wanted. And I desperately wanted to get pregnant tonight... "Take me," I dared him. "Make me scream your name."

His grin was as wicked as his best friend's. He adjusted my legs and leaned forward so that my calves were up on his shoulders and his mouth was on mine. With driving lunges, he took me just as I wanted, and by the time I orgasmed again, his sweat was bathing me and my lips were sore. "More?" he challenged, continuing to slam into me.

"Yes, yes," I babbled, my nails clawing down his arms. "Fuck me! Give us our baby, Theo!"

That spurred him on, and he came in me again, pushing up on the palms of his hand and thrusting forward until my knees were up around my ears in a position I hadn't tried in years, and which I knew the back of my thighs would pay for tomorrow.

As Theo rolled off, breathing heavy enough to start coughing, Draco was suddenly there, between my legs. "Wait!" I cried, as he began lining up. "We have to cast the spell... you can't... your wand!" I reached for his wand next to me on the bed and took it up. It wasn't the same as mine, but over the years, my magic and Draco's had become more in-tune, and so when we used each other's wands, it felt safe and right to do so; they seemed to recognize that they both had two masters. "Dormire Viri," I chanted the spell Narcissa had taught me, pressing the wand tip to my husband's belly. A dark purple light flickered from the end of it and then it was done. "To keep you from impregnating me," I explained to him.

He paused, seemed to consider that with a seriously disappointed frown from a moment, but then sighed and nodded in understanding. No matter how much we wished we could do this most basic, natural thing together, we knew it wasn't meant to be. That's why we'd invited Theo into our marriage in the first place.

The wand was dropped to the side and forgotten as he gently slid into me. When he was in to the hilt, he dropped to his elbows and touched my face with his fingers. "I love you, baby. Thank you so much for this."

I caressed a fingertip over his lips. "I love you, too, Draco. Thank you for this as well." I wrapped my arms about him and wanted to laugh with joy. Tears came to my face. "We're going to have a baby!"

He groaned into my shoulder and began moving. He loved me as sweetly as he had the first time we'd ever made love, and when we came together, it was that peaceful beauty you can only find when floating in warm water on your back, or staring up at the clouds.

For the rest of the night, I was taken – owned – by these two magnificent men.

After a bit of a rest, Theo recast the Aphrodisiac spell upon us both, and sat me astride him. I rode him hard to completion. After he came in me, Draco pushed me forward and spread my cheeks. At first, I thought he planned to come into me from behind; we'd done anal before, and I knew he'd enjoyed it. When the head of him instead pushed into my already-filled vagina, I thought I'd die. Thank Merlin I was well-lubricated, because it was a tight fit. He opened me and slid in against Theo's cock. The sensation of being stretched so thoroughly was exquisite. Theo, apparently, thought so, too, because he gasped right along with me. We all came together that time, and it was amazing to feel all that rippling and pulsing and the push of fluids up into my channel.

That release knocked me out, and I fell asleep against Theo's chest before Draco even had a chance to pull out.

I woke up sometime later, in the hush of the cool, candlelit room, to feel my husband eating my pussy with hungry lips and tongue. He pressed his nose into me and inhaled, letting out a sigh of longing and a growl of approval. He paused to flip me onto my belly, and lifted my hips to lick me that way. It had been a set-up: Theo was leaning against the headboard, stroking his long shaft right in front of my face, his legs extended to either side of my body. He glanced over my shoulder and then back at me. "Do you want to suck me, Hermione?"

Draco's lips lifted away for only an instant. "Merlin, yeah! Please suck his cock, baby. I've got to see that!"

I wanted to do it, even though this had nothing to do with procreation, and everything to do with lust. Since this was a night of debauched fantasy making, and my husband clearly didn't mind, and I was, frankly, very curious, I decided to give in to the offered treat. I leaned forward and took Theo's dark plum-coloured head between my lips, sampling his flesh with suckling kisses. His knees bent upwards, as my head dipped downward on each pass, until eventually, I went as far as I could comfortably take him.

"Fuck, you should see that from this angle," Draco murmured from between my legs. "That's so bloody hot." He growled again and began earnestly feasting upon my pussy.

I licked and sucked on Theo, tasting his salty syrup across my tongue as his pre-come made taking him deeper an easier feat. Fondling his soft sac in one hand, I relaxed my jaw, dropped my tongue to the bottom of my mouth and inhaled through my nose, pushing further than I'd ever done before. His crest dipped into my throat and I involuntarily convulsed around him. "Oh, Slytherin's rod!" he shouted, unexpectedly coming with an upward thrust of his hips.

"Shite," Draco swore, and I knew he could see Theo's come drip out from between my clenched lips and down onto the coverlet, as I hurriedly swallowed what I could catch. I don't think he'd intended on releasing, because he'd given me no notice and I didn't think Nott was the type to let go in a girl's mouth without warning. My throat closing around him must have done him in.

As soon as he'd finished shuddering, I sucked him back up into readiness. An extra self-inflicted Aphrodisiac spell on himself, and Theo was panting in no time for round two... or seven... or whatever the count was now. In a practiced move, he and Draco spun me around together, so that now I was facing the opposite end of the bed and it was my husband's fully erect penis in my face. I gulped him down just as Theo grabbed my hips and slammed home. He fucked me fiercely and I was equally as delirious for Draco's taste. In concert, we tormented each other.

After banging me about for a bit, with a loud shout, Theo came in me once more. His body, however, kept moving, searching for that next high as the spell compelled. He shagged me until I was wailing in pleasure around Draco's flesh and fireworks of colour flashed behind my eyelids. He came a second time as my climax's contractions rippled around him, milking him. Fucking deep, he erupted with intense, gut-wrenching bursts that were so powerful they made him howl behind his clenched teeth.

When Theo collapsed onto the bed, my husband pulled his cock from my lips, grabbed me and pulled me up the length of his body. He brutally thrust me down on his wet, thick length and immediately shot his seed into me, his back arching high off the bed, as he shouted his love for me to the ceiling.

I fell across him and knew I was done for the night. My body could give no more. I must have mumbled something to that effect, for Draco's hands on me were soothing, and his voice gently hushed me. "Shhh, baby. No more, we promise. We're done."

"Now," Theo panted, crawling up on the other side of us and throwing his arm around us both. "We pray."

"Mmmm," was all I could manage before exhaustion turned my world black.

TO BE CONTINUED...