Hermione had just finished signing out of her lease on her flat; it was official, she was moving in for good. It had been two days since the wedding and she had called into work today. She received owls upon owls of people checking on her to make sure she wasn't bed ridden or dying. It also so happens to be the full moon tonight and she was anxious.

After a full two days, she convinced them to let her come, reluctantly. They were worried about the bonding. The addition to their pack and what that might mean. Hermione waved them off about it saying she was as good as theirs anyway. They kept from being physically intimate because Remus was so very grouchy. Potently so, actually and Hermione tried her hardest to be reasonable.

The witch walked into the front door, "Hunnies, I am home," she teased and Sirius came frolicking in.

"So, you are done? No more flat to run off to? We have you completely to ourselves?" He asked and she nodded.

"I am officially homeless if you no longer want me, Sirius Black."

He made a face and sighed, "why would that ever happen?"

She waved him off and glanced around, "where is my Remus?" She questioned and Sirius groaned.

"Hauled up in the library. He won't let me even sit with him like usual." Sirius sounded incredibly dejected.

"I am going to go check on him, maybe he wants some tea." She declared and Sirius nodded.

Hermione wandered over to the library door and knocked, "Moony, I am home. Can I come in?" She asked and the door knob clicked.

She went inside and shut the door to find him pacing the floor. "Remus?" She inquired and he snorted.

Approaching slowly with her palms facing him, she spoke softer, "Love, can I get you anything? I believe we have those steaks in there if you want me to make you some food. We have quite a few hours yet."

The werewolf shot his view toward her and his upper lip and nose skewed into a snarl. She dipped her head to the side and revealed her neck, gazing down at the floor. That calmed him some and he approached, sniffing her neck then licked it. His breath was hot against her skin. "Mine," he growled at her and she remained still.

His hands traveled under her shirt and Hermione's breath caught in her throat. "Remus," she whimpered gently and he growled.

She couldn't help it; he was arousing her and his sensitive nose picked up that in every detail. He yanked at the cloth between him and her body, tearing it with ease. Hermione knew she should stop him, this would lead to difficulties. "Remus, breathe-"

He halted her words with a powerful kiss as he worked the buttons on her pants. The werewolf yanked them down quickly and pinned her to the floor, knocking the wind out of her. His tongue invaded her mouth as one of his hands pulled the soft fabric of her knickers to shreds.

"Remus," she growled when he pulled away. "I know you can hear me, you don't want to shag me for the first time like this, do you?" She asked him sternly, holding his face between her hands.

"You smell so good," he grumbled, the golden flecks were almost covering the green in his eyes. "Let me taste you," he growled and moved down her body.

She sat up to protest, but his face buried between her legs and she cried in pleasure. Sirius opened the door out of concern and saw the scene before him. Remus was devouring her and she was gasping. The male animagus prowled around the couple before settling behind her and propping her up. He ran his fingers through her hair and she moaned loudly.

"Sounds wonderful," Sirius chuckled and she grasped the fabric on his pants.

When she climaxed, it was rough and Remus was not about to finish there. His fingers were eagerly sheathed and she whimpered. "No, it's too sensitive yet," she murmured and the werewolf chuckled.

"Pads needs to be able to fit, love, you are too tight," his voice was more normal and less feral.

"What?" She breathed and the animagus barked out a stream of laughter.

"I have a feeling our werewolf wants me to shag you so he can enjoy watching it and feeling it through the bond," Sirius told her and she gasped as Remus curved his fingers.

"I don't mind doing it myself, but this is far too tight for the likes of me at the moment." He grumbled and lapped at her again.

She tossed her head back in pleasure and Sirius pulled away and stood up. "Are you sure, in here?" he asked Remus.

The werewolf pulled his face away from her and nodded, "I have had fantasies of her in this library. Time to live out one of them."

The male animagus undid his belt as she panted, trying to catch her breath on the floor still. Remus was nuzzling her neck and kissing her as he removed her torn clothing. "This was unexpected," she murmured and the werewolf chuckled.

"You alright, love?" Sirius asked her and she giggled.

"Yes, now are you going to shag me or just look at me, Sirius Black."

He glowered and snarled, "such a smart mouth, you are lucky that Moony doesn't put it to good use while I am buried inside of you."

Sirius climbed on the floor with her and without hesitation slid slowly into her. Hermione gasped and moaned loudly as he inched his way in. He became completely encased within her and hissed. "Merlin, witch! How am I supposed to shag you when I just want to build a house and live in here!"

Remus ran his fingers over her and met Sirius gaze before he tucked her head against him. The werewolf started to nibble on her neck as Sirius slowly slid out and groaned. "Please?" Hermione begged and moved her hips.

Sirius chuckled and nodded, "you are right, Moony, she needs a good pounding."

The animagus took one of her legs and pressed it against his torso before sliding back in and she howled a beautiful stream of moans. Remus leaned over and started snogging the witch silly as Sirius found a pace he liked. "Honestly, this witch is divine!" Sirius growled and moaned deeply.

Sirius had tried to pace himself but she was gripping him so tightly. His thumb was grazing the sensitive flesh that made her jolt and squeezes in between thrust and Remus was rubbing her chest with need. Hermione was enveloped by the sensation and squirmed for release.

She was whimpering and moaning in Remus' mouth as Sirius panted and moaned, "love, hate to ruin the party, but I am close," he said through teeth and she panted as the werewolf let her breathe.

"Why don't you show Padfoot how much you appreciate him and finish up," Remus ordered and that sent her over the edge.

She arched against the werewolf and howled as Sirius thrust deeply. Hermione felt him empty inside of her and cried in jubilation and pleasure as she rode out her peak. Sirius put her leg down and pressed his forehead to her chest, still remain together.

"Merlin, Hermione. You make me feel like I am shagging for the first time. That was absolutely masterful."

He slid out of her and Remus chuckled when she let a soft whimper go. "Seems you aren't quite spent yet, love?" He asked and she gazed up at him.

"It will do for now," she breathed and the werewolf chuckled.

She pulled Remus next to her and reached for Sirius, "come snuggle with me, please?" She asked and Sirius chuckled.

"Now she is polite, sounds like I will be shagging you when you get ornery." He declared and crawled on the floor next to her.

She giggled and pulled them closer, "that is one way to be welcomed home."

0o0o

The small animagus opened her eyes and glanced around the room. Sirius' room. Alright, but why was she so sore? She was wrapped in Remus' arms and she turned, grunting, so she could see him fully. His eyes opened blearily. "Hello, love," he grumbled and she groaned.

She felt agitation wash over her and she heard the door click. "Good, you are awake. I have a bath running if you want, Hermione." Sirius said and she rested on her back so she could see them both.

"I can't remember most of last night. I feel like I drank too much and blacked out," Hermione admitted and Sirius chuckled as he started to mend the bruises on her body.

"Probably because Moony decided he wanted to rough house with you and pinned you to the ground. He was frolicking like a puppy. I almost felt left out. At least until he started to get carried away with his new little girlfriend. Then, of course, I stepped in," Sirius declared and Remus grumbled.

Remus felt completely depleted and Hermione could feel it on the side of her own. It touched hers lightly like it had its own compartment in her consciousness now. She felt confused and intrigued. "Don't worry, you will get used to it. I always feel this exhausted after." Remus murmured and smiled at her, but grimaced when Sirius moved his arm.

"Sorry mate, I have to try and get the dried gashes cleaned and healed on her," Sirius explained as he pulled Hermione toward him.

Sirius was focused on his task but he seemed agitated, at least that's what she could feel coming off him in waves. "Sirius? What's wrong?" She asked him and he shook his head.

"Nothing, love," Sirius grumbled and sat her up.

"Tell her, Pads," Remus grunted and turned over on the bed, laying on his back. "Fine, I will. He is flustered because you were submissive with Moony but wouldn't with him."

She remembered bits of last night as she was waking up and grimaced, "Sirius, I had to let Moony establish himself. That's why we are there, to take care of Moony. Every time I pranced over to play with you I had a large werewolf demanding my attention. It was only the first full moon and I am one animagus." Hermione declared and Sirius glared.

"And will it happen like that every time? Will Moony always take priority?" He snapped at her and she could feel his guilt after he said it.

"I am going to get ready for work. You both need some bonding time I think." Hermione spat and launched herself off the bed and walked out of the room.

"Seems I always ruffle her feathers," Sirius sighed and tossed himself on the bed.

"You know that she is right, Pads. She is only one girl. We have to be patient too, she is incredibly flexible with us. May I remind you, I have yet to shag her," Remus grumbled and pulled the animagus to him, resting his head on the Sirius' chest.

Sirius' relief radiated from him and he nodded, "you are right, mate. I am being a prat," he grumbled and patted the werewolf's back.

"We are pack, Padfoot. I know my limitations with you, we need to learn ours with hers." Remus sighed and Sirius ran his hand through the soft brown hair on his chest.

"Are you hungry yet?" Sirius asked him and the werewolf grunted.

"No, I need our witch to come back in here and curl up between us," Remus growled and his nose flared. "You realize you cannot spy on us anymore, Miss Granger."

She was in one of her work outfits but smiled and crawled on the bed next to Sirius. Kissing Remus' forehead she ran a hand through his hair. "Be good to each other today." She sighed and leaned over to Sirius.

She kissed him deeply and felt the surprise and elation flow from him like waves lapping at the sand. He was pulling her into it with him and she moaned. Pulling away panting she shook her head, "I don't know if I will get used to that. I will see you after work, my Marauders."

When she left Remus grunted, "now I need to shag her," he hissed and Sirius nodded.

"It is going to be a long week, Moony." Sirius groaned and the werewolf nodded his head. "Alright, time to get your arse up for some breakfast. I know you are sore, but you also enjoy sitting outside for some well due sun."

"Whatever you say, Pads," Remus mumbled and sat up to stretch his sore limbs.