Chapter 11
Theo crashed hard after Hermione and Draco left in the early morning hours from the club. It had taken everything in him not to just keep them with him, but he knew that would be too much too soon and he didn't want Hermione, dear sweet Hermione, to bolt. Maybe it would be for the best if her passport was misplaced for a little while. Draco had been so blase about them the last time Theo had seen them in the kitchen, he'd bet anything they were sitting on a table in the bedroom now instead of the foyer.
When Theo fell asleep his dreams made him ridiculously hard, he woke up more than once and had to jack off, imagining Hermione's tits or Draco's chest as the place where all his seed would be spread. His libido had always been high, but he didn't usually want someone so quickly after a hot debauched night together.
To be fair, he knew that their relationship was new and that he needed to be careful with the two of them. Draco had the ability to cut and run and as much as Hermione did. He needed to spoil them utterly and make them so dependent on him that they never even wanted to leave.
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After he woke up, Theo decided that the best thing to do was to not give his two little pets a chance to over analyze what was happening between the three of them. He needed to have them in his presence again. A few phone calls and a text later, everything was arranged for Pucey to pick the two of them up and bring them to Theo's house.
He rolled off the futon and put it back into its regular configuration. He cleaned up all the mess that was left from the night before but the room still smelled strongly of sex and candy. He had never fucked anyone in his office before and he was already thinking of ways that he could make it better for Draco and Hermione next time. Perhaps the futon needed to be replaced with a high quality murphy bed, Draco and Hermione would be able to comfortably play with each other while Theo attended to business. He desperately wanted a way to tie their wrists to the bed and the futon really lacked the sturdiness for that sort of endeavor.
What he really needed to do was start working on the sex dungeon that he wanted to build at Nott Castle. He needed a space that was dedicated to his kink needs.
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Theo ordered delivery from one of his own restaurants that definitely did not offer delivery. The Assistant Manager was going to drive it over himself. Theo hoped the little desserts didn't get too warm on the way over, he wanted to spoon feed them to his darlings and see which flavors each of them preferred. Then he wanted to lick their lips and taste the sweetness of their mouths before washing it down with the salt of Draco's cum and the honey of Hermione's cunt.
He met the frazzled man at the gate and walked back to his house, only realizing when he walked back inside that he'd forgotten his suit jacket and his shoulder holster was visible.
Ah well. It never hurt to have the people that worked for you more than a little afraid of you. They definitely weren't going to have their fingers in the cookie jar or share your business with others then. Theo found that fear was a great motivator for people to provide him with respect, which was essential in his line of work.
He opened two bottles of wine, a red and a white, and didn't bother with additives tonight. He thought they were more than ready to give him everything he wanted without the encouragement of substances. He flipped on the stereo with his remote and chose something from his disc changer that suited the mood that he was going for and then turned the volume low so that it wouldn't inhibit conversation.
He removed his gun and holster and tucked it into a drawer where could access it easily if something unexpected popped off.
Blaise and Pucey were leaving tonight to drive back East to pick up Fleur and Pansy from the job he'd sent them on, so he needed to be worried about his own security for a change.
When a knock sounded at the door, Theo opened it to find Draco and Hermione standing there. He pulled Draco in for a hug as he walked into the house, despite wanting to kiss him so hard that he could taste his blood. Hermione on the other hand, looked equal parts nervous and beautiful in a pale pink sundress that had seen better days. It wasn't incredibly obvious that it was a few years old. It was clean and there were no holes, but some of the fabric looked thinner and the hem had a couple small loose strings. He couldn't wait until he could keep her dressed in designer clothes and never have to wear things from years ago.
"Hermione, you look divine," Theo smiled, his hands going to her blushing cheeks. He tilted her head upward so that he could kiss her deeply. She moaned into his mouth as though he was her favorite treat. He certainly hoped that was the case.
He pulled back and looked down into her blown pupils, "I'm glad you came."
"Me too," she exhaled, breathlessly.
Theo stepped into the foyer where Draco waited and gave him his own kiss, nipping at his lips within the privacy of the house instead of in the open, the way he'd kissed Hermione.
Theo took both of them by the hand and led them further into the house. He did appreciate that when he led, they followed. They both were learning their place and that tasted like perfection.
"I ordered dinner, a little bit of everything because I wasn't sure what you two would like. I have a red and white opened too."
Dinner was just how Theo had planned it. He encouraged Hermione to share more about her life, even though he knew everything of importance already, it was interesting to hear about it from her perspective. What she left out told him almost as much as she shared.
Theo was tempted to ask her about her friends, the London cops, but he didn't want to ruin the perfect vibe that their meal had going. Draco was happily accepting Theo's light touches under the table. And Hermione continued to ramble about her childhood and a particularly ferocious orange Persian that she'd named Crookshanks. She clearly had really loved the cat who'd gone missing around the time of her parent's passing. Theo had never been allowed pets as a child, but he didn't mind them per se. He wondered how Hermione might react to him getting her a kitten. He could probably ask Greg's wife. Her mother bred several different kinds of purebred cats, if she didn't know where to get an orange Persian kitten, he'd eat his signet ring.
He would do anything for Draco and Hermione, keeping them content would be easy enough to do. He knew all the small things that made Draco happy, they hadn't really changed from when he was a boy although he could definitely add blowjobs and orgasms to their number. Hermione clearly enjoyed books (based on the number of times bookstores had come up while she talked about herself), cats, specifically her childhood cat, and visiting the beach. The both of them were such simple creatures. Draco had finished three glasses of red wine and Hermione had had just as many of white. Both had a lovely blush dusting across their cheeks and Theo could tell that they were both quite tipsy.
The way that Hermione ate her lavender creme brulee was decadent and Theo rubbed between Draco's legs in response to the way that her lips closed around the spoon and the low sound of pleasure that she made as she tasted each bite. He had gotten so distracted by her erotic performance that he forgot all about his plan to spoon feed the two of them. He would have to save that for another night.
When she was finished, she licked her own lips carefully making sure that she hadn't missed even a single crumb.
Standing up, Hermione announced that she was going to start the post-dinner clean-up process.
"That's not necessary," Theo informed her. "You are a guest, please sit back down and relax."
"No, I insist," she smiled sweetly. "Please, you've arranged everything else, let me at least take care of this."
Draco decided to help her as well for the same reasons and Theo was touched that he's the one being taken care of for once, he hasn't had that in so long without having to pay someone to do it, and even then his lack of trust for hired help prevented him from getting it all. Perhaps having Draco and Hermione as his pets would be more mutually beneficial than he had originally imagined.
His pets were in the kitchen, where he couldn't see what they were up to, but he heard giggling and decided to go investigate what the naughty little things were up to.
He leaned against the door frame out of harm's way, because a water fight had broken out at the sink. Hermione's front was completely wet and Theo could see the nipples through her sundress, the pale pink fabric was like a second skin. Her nipple rings were fully visible.
Theo's erection was almost painful as he watched the two of them, Draco tossed his head throwing his hair back and water flying. He'd already left his glasses sitting off to the side and he looked adorably boyish.
He wanted her to take off her dress so he could admire her body fully in the light of his kitchen, but he decided to make his desires sound innocent.
"Hermione, darling, you need to take off that wet dress, I don't want you getting sick because you're wearing a wet dress in an air conditioned house."
Hermione obeyed him instantly, her dress making a wet splat into the kitchen sink. She was being so messy at the moment. Theo enjoyed this obedient yet wild side of her. And that's when Theo knows he's won the jackpot, because she was listening to him. He knew that she would respond well to training.
"Draco, you need to strip too," Theo ordered. "I don't want my good boy coming down with a cold do I?"
Theo unbuttoned his own shirt, despite the fact that it was dry. He didn't want to let his sweet little pets have all the fun, but he kept it on to delay having the conversation about his scars that he knew was inevitable now that he planned to keep her.
"We need to warm you up now, come here." Theo sandwiched Hermione between himself and Draco. Draco took to kissing one side of her neck and Theo the other, leaving love bites all along the light tanned skin. Theo claimed her mouth with red hot abandon, invading it with his tongue as she writhed between the two men who rubbed their erections against her. Draco's hands slid up her thighs and ripped hard at her panties, tossing the shredded fabric to the floor. Theo enjoyed seeing Draco like this, aggressive with Hermione but still obeying all the commands that Theo gave to him. His dragon was the perfect combination of fierce and submissive.
The torn lace and cotton lay there abandoned as the two men continued to have their way with the beautiful brunette that they had between them.
They teased Hermione with their hot kisses and she went for Theo's belt. Her fingertips bit into the skin of his stomach and he grabbed her wrists, reminding her quickly of who was in control here.
"So needy. But what is it that you need?" Theo asked her playfully. "Remember to use your words pet."
"You, I need you." Hermione begged. "Please Theo."
Theo lifted her up by her waist and sat her on the very edge of his kitchen island, which put her at the perfect height for him. He dropped his belt to the ground and lowered his pants just enough to free his cock, which he slapped hard on his palm meeting Draco's eyes as he did so. The hungry look on the blond's face was nearly enough to push Theo to orgasm right then and there, but instead Theo took two fingers and slid them up and down Hermione's wet opening.
"Fuck Hermione, you are completely drenched," Theo murmured in wonder. "What a naughty girl you are." He pulled his fingers from her body, making a few circles on her clit, before he gripped her hips tightly and pulled her even closer to him, so that he could fuck her the way that he intended. He filled her with one deep thrust and moaned as she clenched around him, her head thrown back, her back arching, her pierced nipples pressed into his pecs.
He didn't give her even a chance to breathe, nor was he overly concerned about whether or not she was going to come. He'd take care of her with his mouth at the end after he and Draco both fucked her if he was worried that she hadn't properly finished. Theo fucked her hard, biting her shoulder as he came inside of her. She was panting desperately as Theo stepped back.
"Draco now I want you to fuck Hermione nice and hard too. I know you have it in you. She's wet and filled with my cum so she should be all ready for it, aren't you darling? Our dirty little whore?" Theo fingered her shoulder where his bite had drawn blood and wrote his initials there on her clavicle.
Hermione bit her lip and moaned as Draco stepped forward. He'd already left his pants and his boxers laying on the floor and was completely naked except for his socks. Theo found it endearing to say the least.
"Remember Dragon, I want you to be rough with her. I want her to have bruises tomorrow to remind her about tonight."
Draco kissed Theo on the lips, pulling a smile from Theo before Draco lined his cock up with Hermione's body where she dripped onto the counter, her arousal and Theo's cum mixed together between her legs.
Draco fucked her hard and then Theo commanded, "Put your hand on her throat and squeeze just a little." When he did as Theo commanded, he began to thrust even more violently into her and Theo could see her body tremble in orgasm as Draco chased after her release. His hips stilled and he pulled back.
"No, we aren't done with her yet. Keep that hand on her throat, now fuck her pussy with two or three fingers and press your palm into her clit. Make her cum as hard as you can." Draco kept his right hand tight around Hermione's throat while fucking her with his hand, the wet sounds coming from her body grew more and more obscene. Just before it looked as though Hermione might pass out from the way that Draco was using her body at Theo's instruction, her back arched and fluids sprayed all over Draco's hand and arm and covered the floor.
"Would you look at that? Perfect, perfect girl," Theo sighed, pleased.
He was definitely keeping the two of them and never letting them go. They were both fucking perfect.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
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The Nott property had high walls with razor wire discreetly placed on top of said walls. The backyard was exceptionally secure. No one was going to accidentally stumble onto Theo's property. In fact, they weren't getting through the gate without a biometric scan or someone inside the house buzzing them in. This allowed Theo to feel somewhat safe when he was home and the outer perimeter was secured.
He'd also had the driveway in the front redone and new trees brought in. He was in talks to buy the mansion next door so that he could increase the length of the driveway to the house, so that he could increase security even further.
The back of the house faced a high brick wall and it also kept out nosy neighbors and the threat of kids being kids.
Theo had already started his Jacuzzi tub and he easily put a naked Hermione into the warm water. She was made of rubber and clung to him as though boneless. He stripped down to his boxers, careful to keep his back facing away from her. Theo sent Draco inside to get more drinks with a smile, a wink and a whispered, "Water for Hermione."
Draco smirked and dashed into the disaster of a kitchen to do Theo's bidding.
Theo sunk into the perfect warm water and pulled Hermione onto his lap, kissing her and sucking love bites all over her skin. She melted into him.
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In the distance a tele-photo lens camera went click-click-click-click.