A/N: Disclaimer: I don't own HP, or its characters. Evelyn is all mine, and I wont give her up!
LEMONS! LEMONS EVERYWHERE! LEMONS!
Evelyn POV
The room was lit, dimly, with the thin stream of light falling in from the bathroom that I just stepped out of. We didn't have windows at all in our home, simply because of the fact that, really, we were halfway underwater. I didn't know whether it was the fact that my body was thrumming with excitement, or if my senses were heightened due to anticipation, but I was seeing everything.
Every twitch in Blaise's back as he stripped away his shirt, slowly, and hung it up and out of the way. Every ripple of Draco's thigh muscles as he slipped out of his tight fitting slacks to show off his impressive erection. Every crease in the bed sheets. Every wave in the carpet. Every dust mote floating through the seemingly thick air. Draco smirked in that sarcastic way that made the apex of my thighs ache, and asked, a teasing light shining in his eyes, "You just going to stand there, love, or am I going to have to come after you?"
Licking my lips, softly, I met his intense gaze with my own, and said, my fingers playing with the silk sashes tied around my waistline, "Come and get me."
He quirked a brow, then, paused, almost confused as to what to do next. His tongue probed his canine, his expression becoming thoughtful and pensive for a moment. I reclined on the door, my arm curling behind my head, and the seam of the silk gown rising up my bare, toned thighs. Licking my top lip with a warm, pink tongue, unhurriedly, and rocking my hips slowly, while glancing at the floor, I asked, in faux-innocence, "Something funny, Draco?"
He hiccupped, slightly, his chest rippling as he caught his breath, and Blaise chuckled at his reaction.
"Come here, baby," my top dominant beckoned, curtly, his large hand raised, pleading with me to come forth. Without realising it, I had already crossed the threshold, and was in his welcoming, tender arms. He pressed a kiss to the crown of my head, and said, "You shouldn't play with him like that."
His fingers tugged at the bindings tied around my waist, his hands soothing the overly heated skin of my hips. He tugged me forward, his hands palming my ass, sucking at my neck. I knitted my fingers in his dark hair, pulling him closer, feeling his hardened cock press against my lace underwear. He ground himself against me, and wheezed, lustily, "You're beautiful, you know that, right?"
Pulling myself out of his grasp, awkwardly, and sat down on the crisp, silk sheets below me, crossing my legs, and crooking my index finger at him.
"Come here, mio amore," I said, quietly. Draco's cool, trained fingers splayed over the small of my back, moving himself closer to me, our bodies sitting flush against one another, and Draco latched onto the other side of my neck. He groaned, lowly, as I trailed my fingers over the firm skin of his thigh, purposefully avoiding the place where I knew he wanted me to touch the most. Without pause, I turned on my spot, kicking my leg over his, and straddling his waist. Interweaving my fingers behind his head, I ground myself against his throbbing cock, feeling Blaise's fingers trail the length of my spine, sensually.
"You see," I said, coolly, biting down on the shell of Draco's ear, nibbling on the tendon in his neck, "I love you like this. When you're out of control."
His cheeks flushed pink, and he looked behind my head, at Blaise, and his grin became more.. Animalistic. More controlling.
And he spanked me. Like.. Really, really spanked me.
Hard enough to leave an imprint of his fingers on the supple skin of my ass, and I ground myself against him at the sudden jolt of pleasure that surged through me. Biting down on his neck, I whimpered, "Ouch."
He rolled his eyes, and said, staring up at me, "Good. It'll teach you to not be so.. Assuming. I'm never out of control. You just caught me by surprise, is all."
Then I was on my back, with Blaise dipping the bed near my head, and Draco's tongue dipping in and out of my belly button, swirling against the expanse of bare skin below my navel, but above my underwear line, his hold rough and restraining, yet his touch soft against my skin.
"I love these panties on you," Blaise said, quietly, his handsome face glowing from above me. The pads of his fingers were running over my temples, soft as a feather's kiss. The robe over my shoulders was removed, softly, revealing my blushing skin. He nipped, he licked, he sucked, he bit every expanse of skin he could find, and I could hardly stop myself from bucking up against Draco's heated form. My blond lover growled, low in his throat, and groaned, feverishly, "Off. Take it all off."
He reached behind me, unclasping the pretty white and pale pink bra that was strapped across my chest.
"So beautiful.. So so fucking beautiful," he groaned against my skin, licking and sucking at the newly exposed skin. His tongue probed my sensitive nipples, and I couldn't stop my breathing from becoming laboured and heavy, my chest heaving. Blaise moved us, so my back was pressed against his solid chest, and his fingers found through my own, knitting our hands together in a loving embrace.
"We'll take care of you. I promise."
Smiling at him, I said, pressing my nose further into his welcoming neck, "I love you."
He sighed, a small grin stretching across his lips, and replied, "I love you too."
Almost immediately after the sentiment, I was almost thrust halfway up the bed, so my shoulders were plush against the smooth pillows, with Blaise on my right hand side, and Draco flanking my left. Blaise nudged me, so I was on my side, and his fingers hooked in the side of my panties, shimmying them down my long legs and threw them across the room, leaving me bare as the day I was born.
"You're beautiful. So, so fucking beautiful, love," Draco groaned against the skin of my neck, and I felt the aching in between my thighs amplify. I was barely given enough time to smile before I felt his index finger plunge between my legs, stroking and rubbing the heated apex, making me cry out into his warm, inviting neck. Grinding myself roughly against his thick, strong fingers, I couldn't stop myself from groaning, gently, nipping at any skin I could find, and I gasped, "Hngh.. D-Draco, Jesus.. Wow."
He chuckled, low in his throat, and but said nothing. He nipped and sucked at my neck, his fingers finding a steady pace, yet his thumb circling my throbbing clit in a frenzied succession, making my eyes flutter shut, and my hold on Blaise's heated skin tighten. The Italian laughed, the sound echoing through his chest and vibrating against my back, and palmed the supple skin of my hips in his tanned, calloused hands, keeping me in place. He bit down on my neck, over his mark that had only just recently started ebbing away, and grinned against my skin.
"Why do you still have clothes on? Take it off. All off," I gasped, tugging at the dark, tight pieces of cloth that were strewn over their waists.
Off. I wanted it all off.
I needed to see all of them.
I wanted to taste them both.
Why was it so hot? So hot. So fucking hot.
My body couldn't take it. The passion, the magic. It was all too much. I could barely breathe. It was hurting. It really was. My heart was pounding in my chest, and my fingers were shaking, but I had to steel myself. This was it. This was the time where I would give myself over to them, for sure. No turning back. And I didn't care. I wanted to belong to them. I wanted to be owned. To be claimed. To be marked. For the rest of my life, it was all for them. I wanted a family. Children. A big house on a hill, somewhere warm and sunny. With white flowers, and a sturdy swing in the front garden. I wanted it all. I know they would give it to me. They loved me. I loved them.
And it was clear by the thick smears of pre-cum that layered my lower back and fingers that they wanted to fuck me. Their bodies wanted mine, and I would give it to them. Always and forever. Every day, for the rest of our lives. Every hour, if they wanted it. My body was theirs, the same way theirs belonged to me. We were a closed circle. Just the three of us. For the rest of our time together. My blond laughed, quietly, into my now messy hair, and commented, "Take it slow, love. We've got all night."
He withdrew his fingers from my body, and sucked at the digits, shamelessly, keeping eye contact with me the entire time, making my heart treble in pace, and my stomach churn. I grumbled, petulantly, "No. I want to see you.. Please?"
He smiled, softly, and grasped my hands, moving them down his body, and licking my jaw line, sensually. He moved my hands to cup his ass, and moved closer to me, pressing his covered erection against my bare stomach, and whispered, coolly, "Take them off for me then."
The affection in his tone made my eyes flicker shut, and my breathing quickened. Feeling the tautness in his sides at my gentle touch, I tucked my fingers in at the side of his black boxer briefs, and slipped them down, with care. Once they passed his impressive length, the organ flicked upwards, brushing past his bellybutton, coating the skin with clear, bitter pre-cum that dripped from his rosy, velvety head.
"Touch me.."
It was so quiet, so faint that I wasn't sure I actually heard it, but glancing behind me, I saw the stiffness in Blaise's eyes, and I sighed, softly.
"Come here, baby," I crooked a finger at him, once more, and I threw my leg around his waist. He clasped his warm, firm hand behind my knee, keeping me in place.
"I'm all yours, Blaise," I whispered, inaudibly, "It's all yours."
I removed his underwear, in the same manner I did with Draco's, and threw them in some other direction, forgetting them immediately as my gaze zeroed in on his impressive girth.
His length was different. Thicker. Longer than Draco's. and it looked painful as every imaginable Hell. I couldn't imagine that inside of me, but I couldn't wait to try. The light dusting of dark hair at the base of his cock looked soft to the touch, and without realising it, I began fondling the heated, blushing tip, feeling it thrum and throb between my fingers.
He sucked his lip between his white, squared teeth, and I rubbed the curve of my thumb in the tip of his pulsing dick, feeling the pre-cum leak out, and coat his hearty length. Glancing up at him from beneath my lashes, I asked, softly, "What do you want me to do, Blaise? Tell me."
Quietly, I latched onto the tendon in his neck, sucking deeply at the patch of skin, bruising his collar and tightening my hold on his throbbing cock. He palmed my ass, pulling me infinitely closer, so his length was nestled between my thighs, hidden from view. He threw his head back, his eyes clenching closed as I trailed a particularly thick vein at the underside of his penis, and he gasped, "Touch.. T-Touch me."
"Fuck.."
Breathing out a smile, I glanced behind me, feeling Draco's blazing stare sear a hole in the back of my neck, and sighed, "I will, baby, I will. I promise."
Draco planted himself behind me, his chest slick with light perspiration, and his fingers pressed against my most precious spot, circling the wet, warm pads around my pulsating clit, and rubbed his cock against my back, scenting me for all those to see. Draco whispered, softly, into my ear, "You're beautiful."
"I-I love you."
He grinned, his teeth straight and white, even in the dimly lit room, making my heart thunder, loudly, in my chest, "I adore you."
Blaise sucked in sharp breath, and as I glanced down, I saw exactly why.
His cock had bled an angry red, the tip throbbing with unbridled passion, and his balls were tight and clearly uncomfortable. The veins leading down from his navel were evident, and the muscles on his thighs were tense.
He wanted to cum.
Apparently in me, as I was promptly thrown onto my back, and my legs tightened around his hips.
He was lying so his body was completely covering mine, but his elbows were by the sides of my face, and he was relaxing on them. He breathed, softly, "Tell me you want to stop, and I will. Now.. Please. Because.. I-I wont be able to.. When I.. When I start."
Tilting my head to the side, I looked up at him, feeling my chest redden in embarrassment, and I glanced down at his blushing, pulsing cock, as his length was hidden from my view, and said, absentmindedly, "Take me, Blaise. I want you."
Blaise smirked, tenderly, at me, tracing the side of my face with his slick fingers, and said, turning his head to the side, regarding Draco coolly, "On your knees. You don't cum until she does. Touch yourself all you like, but if you cum, you'll be in trouble, amore."
Draco followed his orders, quietly, and observed me, with a soft, affectionate gleam in his eyes. He sighed, soothingly, and answered my unanswered question, "I like it, babe. Maybe you'll try this out once in a while."
I couldn't even ask what he was talking about, as I felt Blaise's finger probe at my entrance, tenderly. He nuzzled his nose in the dip in my collar, and he pushed his three digits in further, his teeth gnashing at the supple area around my nipples. My back arched clean off the bed, and my fingers wound through his thick strands of hair, as if they were my tether to this universe, as my eyes rolled into the back of my head.
His fingers were quicker than Draco's, the muscles in his back contracting and expanding with clear effort, and I thrust into his hold, over and over again. The pressure in my lower abdomen grew with each second that passed, to the point of my body becoming almost delirious with pleasure, and I bit down on his neck, drawing blood from his body, out of pure frustration.
After a long minute or so of preparation, he said, his voice tight with effort, "I'm going to start now, okay, baby?"
Steeling myself, but then taking a moment to breathe in his masculine scent, I whispered, anxiously, "O-Okay."
I clamped my legs around his waist, tighter than I ever had before, but he didn't seem to mind much.
The first thrust was the worst.
It hurt, like a bitch, but I dug my heels in his back, and fought through the uncomfortable haze of pain that swarmed my abdomen. He calmed me, compassionately, and rubbed small circles in my back, helping me push through the burning sensation that I felt at my private area as I stretched to suit his girth.
Even though I couldn't answer as my jaw was clenched shut out of sheer willpower to not scream out, he talked me through it, and squeezed our hands together, huddling our foreheads together, with a soft smile on his face.
He tightened his hold on the skin behind my knees and once he was full seated, he bumped our noses together, affectionately. My skin broke out on goosebumps as I felt his back ripple as he tried to stop himself from thrusting into me over and over again. He mumbled, into my hairline, his grasp on my waist pleasant and warm, "You okay?"
Nodding into his neck, he pulled out until he was barely inside of me - why did I miss the sensation so much when it was gone? - and then thrust all the way back in, making the bed itself rock, and my eyes clench closed at the sudden wave of pure pleasure that shot through my body.
Pathetically, I whined, weakly, "Ngh, fuck!"
He grinned, proudly, above me, hardly able to stop himself from puffing out his already broad chest as he brought pleasure to my body.
Glancing to the side, I saw Draco's tight, pinched expression as he worked his fingers in and out of his rear entrance, and his other hand was clasped over his heated erection. Blaise shrugged, drawing my attentions back to my tallest mate, and said, "He likes to fuck himself. Watch, he'll cum soon."
"B-But you told him not to."
He ground himself against me in that way that made my eyes tear up out of sheer frustration and my ears thrum with oversensitivity, and said, openly, "He never does follow orders, does he?"
That was that, and he went back to nipping at my neck, and plunged into my tight, petite body. My form rocked, rolled and bounced at the sheer intensity of his thrusts, and I could do nothing but hold on tight, and scream out into the quiet of our bedroom. Everything was too warm. I wanted to get away, but at the same time, it was so pleasurable that I thought I would die right then and there from the hypersensitivity.
It was like I was burning alive. My body felt like it was made of nothing but lustful fire, and I wanted to take control of the situation but I didn't know how. The more animalistic part of me wanted to throw him onto his back, and ride him to next year. I wanted to feel nothing but his hard, thick length inside of me, but.. I just couldn't ask for that.
It was embarrassing.
So I hid.
I hid my face in his neck, and felt my eyes lock onto Draco.
Red-faced, horny to all imaginable Hell, and his cock thrumming in his lap. He had stopped touching himself, his hands shook with the effort not to, but his eyes burnt with unbridled lust as they stared into my own. His cheeks tickled pink, his pupils blown wide, and his magic flashing, feverishly, inside of his body, glowing starkly against his pale tenor, as he fought against himself to stay perfectly still.
I couldn't imagine what it would be like to be so strung out.
So close to being able to cum and be told not to, simply because the denial made the orgasm so much sweeter.
I didn't have that kind of control.
White hot light flashed behind my eyes, catching me off guard, and Blaise pulled me up, so I was sitting in his lap, but practically riding him through my sudden orgasm.
"Just like that, keep going," he groaned, his hands at either side of my neck, keeping my head upright, when all I wanted was to throw myself headfirst into the ecstasy that wracked my body.
Rocking my petite hips against his, pathetically, I rode out the last of my climax, feeling the need for more run through my entire form, "I-I c-c-cant. Hngh, so hot.. It's too hot, Blaise."
He said something else, but I couldn't hear him. I felt a flush of hot liquid coat my insides, and I felt, somewhere, inside of my body, slightly relieved. Blaise had came, and I felt good. My eyes had long been snapped shut, my ears blocked from the intensity of my climax, and I felt myself being moved.
Once the flurry of passion and heat subsided, I felt sick to my stomach. It was horrible. Like a layer of.. something covering my entire body, making me feel like I'm wading through thick, viscous fluid. Completely boneless and unable to speak, I was moved, so I had my back to Blaise's chest, and Draco's pale, ethereal form was slick against my front. The blond whispered in my ears, fingers knitting in my hair at the right side, holding my head up, "It's your Allure. You haven't got hang of it yet, but I've got you. I'll make it stop."
Draco set me on his thighs, slipping into my body, with little effort as I was nothing but slick and dripping with my previous orgasm, and started rocking with me, holding my hands, and letting my head rest on his snug collar.
Blaise grinned, lazily, from our side, and ran his fingers up and down the length of my spine, tethering me to this world. I felt Draco's heated erection inside of me, I really did, but I couldn't do anything. I couldn't say anything. It was like my mouth had disconnected from my brain, and I felt a sudden rush of weakness settle in my very bones.
Draco sighed into my hair, and tightened his hold on my waist, keeping me moving, as he thrust into me, gently, "I've got you.. I know. It happened to me too. First times are always hard. Especially for Veelas. Too much stimulation."
He arched his back, moving us so he was pressed against the headboard, and he moved my hands so I could - if I fucking was able to move, that is - weave my hands in the headboard and hold on, taking more control.
I didn't have a scrap of energy left in me. Blaise chuckled, lowly, and said, "She's going to be so fucking tired tomorrow."
I felt something well up inside of me. Something hot. Something fiery. Something rough. Something animalistic. Guttural. Angry.
It was wrenched from my being, and I couldn't hold back the scream as a second wave of overpowering, thunderous lust blasted through my body, making my eyes cross and my heart practically stop beating in my chest.
My thighs burnt out of pure exertion as I ground myself against him, over and over again, my grip tightened on the headboard, and my face tucked into his shoulder, biting down, viciously, without realising it.
I clenched around my lover, feeling him tighten his hold on me as he felt, smelt, and tasted my reaction, and another coating of cum painted my insides almost immediately. He followed behind me, his thick, heated splashes of sperm soaking my interior making my back arch and my throat run dry for a completely different reason.
It felt so good being so close with him. Having someone else's body heat thrumming inside of me. His magic caressed my own, and I felt my canines itch and vibrate as I pulled myself closer to his body. Draco growled into my flushing, clammy skin, still thrusting up into me, riding out the rest of his climax, "All yours. I'm yours. I swear."
It took a while, and a lot of fucking energy, but I, eventually, weaved my fingers through his hair, and pulled my face from his firm shoulder, and stared at him, openly, directly in his lust-blown, hazy eyes, and breathed, quietly, "I.. Know.."
And then I promptly passed out.
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Last update for a while, guys!