Mattheo's Pov

"January 13th," he spoke, a wide grin taking over his face, "I have information telling me that Azkaban will be unguarded by witches or Wizards."

So soon.

Visions of Fey and my rag-tag team of friends entered my mind, and I nearly cracked my teeth as I ground them together.

"You all know the plan. You'll be here the night before at midnight," My father said. His eyes trailed over each of his servants, causing their eyes to fall.

When he landed on me, I held his gaze for a moment before I nodded.

As much as I hated it, I would be there.

Fey's Pov

20 Days before the attack on Azkaban

"Grab your things, Fey. We need to hurry, or they'll leave us behind," Lorenzo fussed at the door, unhelpful to my current packing situation.

I shot him a glare as I shoved my clothes into my suitcase. Standing straight, I stared at the mess in my bag and tried to remember if there was anything I was forgetting. It was a useless thing to do, but I had a nagging feeling that I was leaving something behind.

"Fey."

"I swear, Lorenzo, if you tell me to hurry one more time," I warned him as I rummaged through my wardrobe, trying to find what I forgot. Tossing around more clothes and shoes, I finally saw it.

A little black bag. The enchanted bag that contained their Christmas presents. Hugging it close to my chest, I turned so he couldn't see me and shoved it under the clothes in my bag before zipping it shut and hauling it to the floor.

It would have been awkward if I had forgotten that. I imagined waking up on Christmas and not having their gifts. I could picture their faces, disappointed but trying their best to hide it.

On the way out, I snatched my wand and let Lorenzo lead me from the dorms. The others were outside already, waiting by the gate for us. We walked through crowds of rushing students, but I paid them no mind as I started to think of what Blaise's home would be like. What his mother might be like.

Will she be kind? He says she will be, but what if she's one of those mums who are overprotective of her children? What if she doesn't like me because we're together?

My mind raced, and suddenly, my heart dropped. Does she even know we're together? Will he spring this on her at the last moment and make everything uncomfortable?

My hands sweat as we pass through the gate and join the others. They're all standing around a small dusty pillow that lays on the ground.

I groaned when I realized we must be traveling by portkey. Blaise had said the train would take hours and a car ride to reach his home. What couldn't it have been the floo? I'd much rather be dust than take a portkey.

"Come on, we don't have much time," Blaise announces, crouching to grasp the pillow firmly.

I frowned but followed along, taking a corner of the pillow and gripping it tightly with my suitcase in my free hand. My breathing quickened as I tried to prepare myself for the tight squeeze and gutwrenching pull that would transport us to his home.

I'd much rather travel by foot or broom than portkey.

Draco glances my way and laughs, "Fey, don't look so down. It'll just last a moment."

"Says you," I grumble under my breath. I'm sure he lands gracefully every time. On the other hand, I always lose my sense of direction, balance, and, more often than not, my lunch when I fall from the sky.

As if on cue to torture me, the portkey yanks us into oblivion, and my stomach rolls violently. The pressure around my body is extreme, squeezing the air from my lungs. My body threatens to upchuck my breakfast and lunch as I'm pulled through time and space, stretched and pulled in every direction before finally spitting out.

I scream, and I realize I'm facing the clouds.

The ground is under me, and I can't see what's happening. I try to readjust myself and fail as my suitcase gets tangled in my legs before freeing itself from my grasp and flying away toward the clouds.

"Fey! Your wand!"

I don't know who shouted it, but I'm thankful they did. With my heart beating like a drum, I take a risk and let the pillow go to use my wand. The air flies by my face quickly as I cast a cushioning charm toward the ground and accio my suitcase to my hand so it won't smack into me after I've landed.

Even with the cushioning charm, the ground is not as soft as I need it to be when I land. The thud rings through my entire body as I bounce and roll, groaning onto my side.

Their hands are on me in seconds as they land. Ten hands softly felt me for broken bones as they whispered sweet words.

"How in the fuck did this happen?" Mattheo asked as he pushed my hair back from my face, kissing my cheek.

Gasping, I clutched my side, "I don't do well with Portkeys."

"We couldn't tell, baby girl?" Theo joked as he held my hand, "Great thinking with the cushion charm. I'm so proud of you."

His praise warmed me inside, and I grinned, "Thank you, whichever one of you reminded me I have a wand."

Blaise smirked, "Forgot you were a witch, did you?"

"I think it was the near-death thing," I sat up and shrugged, "Must have muddled my head about."

Lorenzo laughed and helped me to my feet before pulling me into a gentle hug, "Oh darling, I'm glad you're alright."

"Well, I think I might be bruised up, but I'll live," I told him.

Blaise, quiet as always, scooped me up from behind and held me in his arms like I was his bride, "Since we got you into this and since we're coming to my home. I'll carry you the rest of the way."

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I held on as he walked, "You don't have to, Blaise. I know I'm a bit heavy. You can put me down."

"Heavy?" Confused, he asked, "You're not heavy. Even if you were, I'm an athlete," I felt his arms flex, and he smiled down at me, "You can't be more than seventy kilos."

I laughed, "Well, thanks for that confidence boost, but you are very, very wrong."

"Well, what is it then?"

"102," I whispered. Give or take, it had been a while since I stepped onto the scale. Their silence made me nervous, but I should have known better.

"Honest?" Draco asked, eyeing me as he tried to weigh me by sight.

I nodded, "It's been a while since I took my weight, but that's what it was last."

"Must be in your thighs and ass," Mattheo mimed, squeezing them and grinning, "Can't forget your pretty tits too."

"Matty!" I protested at his crude words.

"He's right," Lorenzo muttered, "I mean, you've got the most pillowy chest I've ever seen. That reminds me, I never got to take my nap…"

Blushing, I groaned and tried to wiggle my way out of Blaise's arms, but he held me tight as they teased me. Praising my curves and soft body. They made me want to believe it. That I was just fine the way I was, but it was still so hard to believe…

"Look, we're almost there," Lorenzo said, interrupting my train of thought. He pointed at a large old-fashioned house three stories tall down the hill. The exterior was dark brick, enhanced by the light gray details that popped against the darkness. Surrounding the house was a dense forest and garden that grew thick, seeming to keep the world away. His mother had the house decorated with colorful lights and decorations that made everything all the more magical, almost like its own little world that no one could reach.

"It's beautiful," I commented to Blaise, lost in the gorgeous land.

"Thank you, darling. It's been in the family for years," he chuckled, "My mother plans to die here. She loves it."

I could see why the colossal house towered over us as we approached the door. The decorations moved as Draco opened the door, announcing our arrival for Blaise's mother. Looking closer, I could see that the lights were strung together, and in each orb was a different-colored pixie. They lounged around in their little bubble, some yawning and others chirping at each other.

"They're trained to be there, don't worry," Lorenzo assured me when he noticed me staring, "The house elf puts them in each day as the sun sets, and they're let go after a few hours to eat and drink."

Mattheo shrugged, "I don't know why it matters. They're evil little shits."

"It matters because they're alive!"

Draco smirked, holding the door open, "Alright, enough staring at the lights get in here before we have to heat the whole house again."

"How do you get the pixies?" I asked as Blaise set me down to rest on an oversized plush couch.

"They're bribed," Theo explained as he kneeled between my legs, "Come on, give me your foot, baby girl."

I pushed him away and reached for my boot, "I can do that," As I grasped my laces, I winced. The pain in my side shooting through my body.

Theo gently pushed me back until I rested against the pillows, "I don't think so, darling. Let us take care of you. You had a shitty fall," He carefully removed my boots, massaging my feet and calves before kissing my lips and taking my jacket from me.

"Thank you," I told him, squeezing his hand.

He smiled at me, his eyes wrinkling at the corners, "Anything for you."

"I've found my mother," Blaise announced, returning to where I sat, "She is currently taking a bath," he rolled his eyes and took the seat next to me, "That means we won't be seeing her until tomorrow."

Lorenzo spoke confidently, "She should come down now. I've missed your mum, Blaise."

With narrowed eyes, Blaise tossed a pillow at his head, "Shut it. She's had a long day and will join us for breakfast tomorrow."

"A long day doing what? Finding her next husband?" Draco teased.

"Haha. I better not hear any of you speaking like this tomorrow."

"You're all awful. Leave her alone," I scolded them as Blaise placed his arms around me.

Draco rolled his eyes and offered me a hand, "Come on, let's go see the tree she's decorated this year."

Theo groaned, "Last year, she had pictures of Blaise and herself up everywhere instead of ornaments."

"I nearly forgot about that," Mattheo laughed, stealing my other hand as Draco led us through the house, "A year before, she had a thing for muggle artifacts, and the whole tree was covered in these strange muggle items."

I giggled as they told me stories about the strange decorations Blaise's mother had put up, and when Blaise was distracted, Mattheo promised to find his baby book and show me all the pictures.

The topic was soon dropped as we approached the sitting room that was decked out in decorations. More pixies were strung around the room, lighting it softly in various beautiful colors as the little creatures slept. The tall evergreen tree sat in the middle of the room, strung up with tensile and ornaments of different sizes and colors.

"This is beautiful."

"Much better than the baby picture tree…" Theo teased as he lit a cigarette, "Can't say I enjoy seeing your naked arse even if you were a baby."

I laughed, my stomach cramping as I did, "Don't talk badly about his arse."

"Come on, you lot, let's find our room and settle in for the night so you can quit talking about my arse," Blaise said, "Maybe if we're lucky, Fey will let us talk about hers."

They didn't need any further motivation. Mattheo picked me up, careful of my injured side, and carried me up the stairs to the bedroom. Blaise took us down the hall lined with smiling and waving photographs toward the end of the wing.

"Home sweet home. We'll stay here because I doubt anyone will want to sleep in their own bed," he opened the door into an ample, open space lined with bookshelves on the far wall and windows that let in a massive amount of light. A large bed was the centerpiece, large enough for three or four people. Maybe more if they crowded in.

"I'm sleeping with Fey," Lorenzo said, grinning as he jumped into the bed, claiming his spot, "So if she's here, I'm here."

"Oh, we're calling it now?" Mattheo asked, "We'll I've got her, so I get a spot. Who else is coming?"

Draco, Theo, and Blaise shared a look before dashing toward the bed. They landed around us, filling up the remaining space, and then suddenly, there were ten hands on my body, tearing at my clothes as their lips kissed and nipped at my skin.

Draco crawled over my body, his mouth claiming mine in a fierce kiss that stole the air from my lungs, "I think it's only fair that I fuck your little pussy first, don't you think, love?"

I nodded, a whimper leaving my lips as Mattheo sucked the sensitive spot on my neck, and Lorenzo freed me from my knickers, leaving me naked between them all.

"Say it," Draco demanded, and he captured my hands and gave them to Blaise to hold above my head, "Tell me who you want to fuck your sweet cunt."

"Oh, God, you Draco. Please fuck me, Draco," I pleaded as Theo's head moved between my thighs and lapped at my clit. Teasing me with his tongue and fingers as Draco smirked and tortured my breasts.

Overwhelmed by their touch and held down by hands, I had lost track of. I had no choice but to allow them to use and please me how they saw fit.

"Such a good Little Girl," Theo praised as he moved to make room for his friend, "You listen so well, darling."

"You're all wearing too many clothes," I pouted.

"In due time. Today, we're the ones in charge," Mattheo whispered from behind me, "We're going to fuck you until you can't walk."

"I like the idea of carrying her around," Lorenzo mused as he tossed his shirt behind himself onto the floor. He was lined with lean muscle that flexed and rolled as he moved.

Hands cupped my jaw and forced my head to turn, "Eyes on me," Draco ordered. He pecked my lips and removed his clothes, revealing solid arms and abs toned from years of Quidditch, "Hold her. I don't want her moving an inch."

The others grasped me as Draco spread my legs. His eyes trailed down my body as his fingers spread my damp lips, teasing me slowly as he lowered himself between my legs, "We were interrupted the last time I tried to devour you."

Tears welled in my eyes as he touched me everywhere but where I needed it the most. His lips kissed the outer sensitive skin of my thighs. Planting sweet kisses on the jagged scars until he thought I had suffered in waiting long enough, "Please, please, Draco."

His tongue firmly licked around my clit, tasting and teasing while he thrust his fingers into my eager pussy. My hips moved against his face for only a moment until he smacked my ass and held me to the bed, not allowing me to move as he began to suck at me.

I screamed, begging and pleading for him to make me come. He didn't listen, and the others decided to join in my despair, their mouths sucking at my breasts.

"I've never seen you look any more beautiful than you are now," Blaise muttered in my ear, "Begging and crying for us to make you come while he sucks on your little clit."

"Please,"

"Say it, Baby Girl. Ask for what you need," Theo ordered, pinching my nipple.

"Please let me come. Please," I screamed, a sob building in my throat as they continued to build me up and not allow me to finish.

Draco curled his fingers inside me, reaching a sensitive place inside me that caused my toes to curl, "You'll come on my cock, or you won't at all," he positioned himself at my entrance. The thick head of his cock pushed into me as he held my hips in his hand, forcing me to stretch around him.

He thrust into me, groaning as I squeezed him, "You're so fucking tight."

As he began to fuck me, my face was turned to take Lorenzo's dick, "Suck me."

I opened my mouth and allowed him to take my mouth. He thrust to the back of my throat as I massaged him with my tongue.

"A perfect little slut," Draco commented as he watched me, my mouth filled as I sucked. He thrust harder and faster as his fingers found my clit between our bodies and moved in small circles.

Whimpering around the shaft in my mouth, I concentrated as much as I could while he drove me up the wall, closer and closer to coming as he manhandled me. Mattheo gripped my breasts in his rough hands, squeezing and rolling my nipples.

"Fuck me," Draco grunted, "You're gonna come, aren't you, baby? That's why your little pussy is gripping me so tight."

I nodded, a whine in my throat as I sucked harder on Enzo's cock as he shoved his way into the back of my throat, gripping my hair and moving me along his shaft.

"What a good Little Whore. Taking my cock so well and sucking on another too. I'm going to fill up your little cunt, and you're going to come with me, aren't you?" he said, more demanding than asking, "Fuck me, baby, come. Come on my cock right now while I fill you with my come."

He pressed harder on my clit while he circled it, and Mattheo and Blaise took my nipples in their mouths, nibbling at my breasts to drive me mad.

With a final thrust, I screamed as he hit my cervix. My toes curled, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he lost his rhythm, filling me with his hot come while I sucked harder on Lorenzo, a scream in my throat, unable to get out around his cock coming down my throat.

They pulled from my used body and placed open mouth kisses where they could reach. I whined, and Blaise took Draco's place between my thighs, turning me onto my stomach.

"Not finished yet, are you beautiful?" He kissed up my spine while his cock pushed into my sopping pussy, "If only we had you like this all the time."

"Whining and dripping with our come," Mattheo said, grinning, his fingers stroking my cheek, "You'd like that, wouldn't you, Little Fox?"

Feeling unfocused and tired, I nodded, "Yes, I want it."

Blaise thrust hard into me, stretching me and hitting deep within me. My body moved with his as he fucked me how he wanted, using me how he saw fit.

A hand came down on my ass, smacking me hard and firm, "You have a perfect ass, Fey. Wide soft hips, meant for carrying our babies," he grunted, smacking my ass again, "Just wait. I'll put my baby in you, darling. Fill you with my come and then watch you grow big with my baby."

"Please, please give me your come, Blaise. I need it," my voice came out breathy and needy as he fucked me harder.

Draco cupped my face, forcing me to look at him through half-lidded eyes as Blaise fucked me harder and faster, "You want that baby? You want us to fill you with our, our come? Our babies?

He looked deep into my eyes, waiting for me to answer.

Did I want that?

Right now? No, eventually?

Fuck yes. I wanted them to fuck me hard and fill me with babies as they used me.

"Shit, Fey," his lips took mine roughly before pulling away, "Just wait. Please. We'll give you everything."

Blaise spanked me harder this time, and his free hand found my clit pinching it as he moved faster. Draco kissed me, and Theo marked my neck, all of them overstimulating me until I was screaming and crying. Tears rolled down my face as I came again harder than before.

Blaise pulled from my body, rolling onto his side and taking me with him. He wrapped me up in his arms, panting, "Fuck baby, I've never had pussy so good."

I reached back and smacked his leg, "Shut up."

Theo laughed, "Yeah, shut up. She doesn't want to think about you fucking other women."

"Shit, fuck. I'm sorry, Fey. I just meant that… fuck I don't know what I meant."

We all laughed, and they stroked my skin as I shuddered sleepily.

When I had recovered enough, Mattheo and Theo maneuvered me. Placing me between their bodies as they softly caressed my aching body.

"Ready Baby Girl?" Theo asked softly from behind.

"Yes, Daddy."

His lips kissed my neck while Mattheo moved me over his cock, lowering me down onto his shaft slowly until I was whimpering and clawing at his shoulders.

"Lean on me darling, he'll be ready soon," Matty cooed, holding me in pace as Theo's fingers massaged warm between my asscheeks, his fingers thrusting into me until I was slick and ready to take him.

Theo's hands took my hips, "Breath for me, baby."

The head of his dick pushed against my asshole entering me slowly. Allowing me to adjust to the burning as he entered me, "Shit, your ass is even tighter than your cunt."

When he was fully seated inside me, he and Mattheo held me between their bodies as the others watched them fuck me in unison. Their thrusts moved against each other as I was filled to bursting.

My pussy was practically beaten and weeping with their come and my own as Mattheo fucked me hard and fast. I screamed and begged for them, my words losing all meaning as my mind was overcome by sensation. My whole body was a live wire, and I was ready to explode. They worked me as a team until I was panting and begging. When one entered, the other withdrew, keeping me full and gasping for breath.

"Fuck me," Matty grunted, moving faster as Theo placed his hand on my clit, brushing against his cock as it stuttered inside me, losing pace. Theo rubbed my clit firmly and fast.

My hips bucked, and I held onto Mattheo, my teeth sinking into his neck as I tried to hold back my voice. Unable to keep it in, I groaned as my head fell back, gasping silently as I was overcome with pleasure that shot through my body. Tingles like a million feathers brushing over my body exploded across me as I came hard and fast around them both, squeezing them with my inner muscles until they were clutching me to them like a lifeline in the sea, their only hope of rescue.

The three of us collapsed, panting against each other, a mess of tangled limbs, and come.

"That was hot," Enzo said quietly as we separated.

My eyes closed, and I collapsed, laughing and breathing hard against the pillows, "Yeah, it was."