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The Veela's Captive - Chapter 4 - Ginny's Plan - Feat. Luna Lovegood and Gabrielle Delacour


While Harry Potter was famous all around the world as an extraordinarily powerful, Dark Lord slaying wizard phenom, that reputation, and his everyday behavior, exist in a stark contrast to each other. Harry Potter isn't some enigmatic and ethereal mystery the likes of Dumbledore or Olivander, or any number of powerful wizards. No… Harry Potter was very down to earth, liked all of the usual pastimes and activities, had a normal gathering of friends, and he wasn't a source of awe slash fear in any of their minds.

The fact of the matter was, outside of slaying monsters, or preventing world-ending cataclysms, Harry Potter was just a man like any other. A mundane image that he cultivated to the very best of his ability.

Of course, appearing normal to the rest of the world meant that Harry spent a great deal of time hiding just how powerful he actually was… Harry Potter was essentially impervious to any and all magical manipulations, he could simply shrug off most curses, he was immune to most poisons, and his magical senses could dissect the world around him to an extent that was completely unheard of. Harry could quite literally feel the objects and people that were occupying his surroundings, he could channel or part the veil that made magic hard for muggles to sense, he could simply will magic to happen, he could manipulate the barriers and ambient magic that he walked through on a daily basis, he could see and touch and negate it all… everything… which meant there was very little that could surprise Harry James Potter…

No one knew just how incredibly observant Harry actually was, not his wife, not his friends… no one…

But there was something that Harry was becoming increasingly aware of as he, his wife, and her closest life-long friend day-tripped through Spain…

Ginevra Potter, Harry Potter's wife, was up to something… and she was massively underestimating him….

All day, while Harry, his wife, and her closest friend Luna played around on La Concha beach, Spain, various methods of relaxation and compliance magic had been floated his way, and while these magics were all subtle and non-invasive, there were a boat load of them…

Hundreds of relaxation and inhibitions squashing magics were layered on the private beach and hotel rooms that they were occupying, as well as on Harry's clothing, bathing suit and sandals. Dozens of suspicion dampening, trust bolstering, relaxation generating, and arousal amplifying potions were laced within all of the drinks that Harry was handed, and all manner of charm magics were cast upon Luna in a kaleidoscope of sex and desire.

Long story short, the magics surrounding Harry all damned day would normally be enough to make a wizard cheat on his wife directly in front of her, as if doing so was completely ordinary…

Which begged the question… Why was Ginny Potter trying to make him cheat on her? Did she know about Fleur? Was she simply bored with him? Was she trying to justify a divorce?

Harry didn't know what Ginny was up to yet, and he didn't want to simply brute force his way through all of the anti-Occlusion magics that HE painstakingly layered upon her mind, which meant that he needed to actually touch her body to subtly read her mind. This outcome was complicated by the fact that Ginny was keeping her distance from him in order to give Luna the spotlight, which meant that he'd likely have to wait until they moved into an enclosed space or area… In the meantime, Harry allowed himself to look as if the magics being inflicted on him were having a partial effect on his state of mind, which meant that he was smiling like a fool at Luna as they frolicked in the water, and he was staring at the woman's body at any opportunity…

Which wasn't a bad time at all, as the woman in question was extremely easy on the eyes.

Luna Lovegood was a milky white masterpiece of unnaturally full curves adorning a slim but healthy and robust girl next door image, complete with a few artfully placed freckles, ultra-long, silver-white hair, deep and mysterious slate-gray eyes and a simple little smile that never went away. The woman was long, she was lean, she glowed with good health, and her dramatically flared-out hips looked absolutely incredible in the pale purple bikini she was wearing.

While the arousal increasing and inhibition decreasing magics that were washing over Harry's body had basically no effect on him at all, that didn't mean he couldn't appreciate the woman that was trying to seduce him, or enjoy the way that she was rubbing herself against his body.

Harry liked Luna, he highly doubted the very odd but entertaining woman was up to no good, and his faith in her character was the primary reason why he would wait until later that night to find out what was happening…

Finally, after an entire afternoon spent getting groped, massaged and pawed at by Luna Lovegood, who claimed that she needed to rub the nargles and gulping plimpies off of his body, the three of them slid into a hot-tub recessed into a shady patch of pool deck, and Harry finally had a chance to subtly make contact with his wife. After waiting until Ginny was descending into the water, Harry gently touched her arm, created a dimensional bubble around his body inside of which time moved fifty times slower than the rest of the world, and then he took his time rooting through her mind with the precision of a surgeon. He didn't break the barriers and wards protecting her mind, he didn't do damage to her psyche or push around her thoughts. He was gentle because Occlumency is dangerous and it's illegal for a reason…

And then he was happy that he was gentle when he found out the motive behind his wife's so-called 'dastardly plan,' and saw that in her own very misguided fashion, Ginny was trying to salvage their marriage. Of course, Harry would've preferred the woman just be honest with him about her insecurities so that they could work through them like a normal couple would, but then, having him fuck all her friends was a way better plan than most, and he was down to take part.

The one aspect of the plan that Harry didn't like, was how Ginny was trying to make him the person who breaks the fidelity of their marriage… While, yes, he definitely WAS cheating on his wife, SHE didn't know that, and she was trying to make him the bad guy so that she could dictate the terms of their new arrangement.

All in all, Harry wasn't mad, but maybe a little bit annoyed, as well as relieved that his wife didn't want to ruin him, and genuinely aroused at the thought of having Luna…

Now all Harry had to do was figure out when and under what circumstances he would cave to the seduction being applied on him…

Then Harry caught something else in his wife's mind, a new element of her plan that was about to take effect, and he smiled as he withdrew from Ginny's mind and relaxed back into the jets of hot water.

As it turns out, since Harry was managing to resist all of the magic tempting him to jump Luna's bones, the two of them had called in the big guns as back-up.

"Oh my, what a coincidence, running eento you three 'ear," a smooth, crystalline, French accented voice called out, as one Gabrielle Delacour walked up to the hot-tub, smiled at Ginny and Luna, and then stared down at Harry with smoldering eyes.

And Harry allowed his mouth to hang open and his eyes to grow vacant, as he acted his part of the mind-broken man. Gabrielle's allure was slamming into his body full-force, nothing held back whatsoever, and yet the most impactful thing about her arrival, was the teeny tiny little teal-blue bikini that she was wearing, and the way that it showcased her outrageously sexy body. Gabrielle Delacour wasn't six foot tall like her sister Fleur, nor were her breasts as large as her elder sisters… but she was no less beautiful, no less sexy, no less a source of sexual frustration to Harry…

Gabrielle was a Delacour, a family of Veela famous in France for being the most impossibly beautiful of them all, and while her beauty was quite different than her sister's, the impact was the same. She was shorter than her sister, at about five foot six inches tall, her shiny blonde hair cascaded down her back in waves, her legs were lean, her thighs were the ideal thickness, her flawlessly formed bubble-butt was larger than usual for her body type but not so large that it stood out as unusual, her belly was trim and tiny, her breasts were far larger than normal for her size but they were also perkier than normal, cuter than normal, sexier than normal, and had adorable little nipples that poked up towards the sky, her shoulders and neck were slim and elegant, her face was… lovable, little, heart-shaped, with massive azure eyes, a button nose and a set of pink and pouty lips.

Gabrielle Delacour was simultaneously a violently desirable and alluring adult woman that could far exceed a man's every sexual fantasy until they were left a twitching mass of limbs… and an adorable little creature that engenders intense protective emotions in absolutely everyone that she meets…

What's more… the youngest Delacour really liked Harry… which is the primary reason why the youngest Weasley, Harry's wife, REALLY didn't appreciate the woman hanging around.

Suffice it to say, Gabrielle's involvement in Ginny's little plan underlined just how important it was to his wife, and it demonstrated just how far she'd go to make Harry the initial adulterer in the cuck-queendom that she was forming.

Which was fine, since Harry was an old hand at this particular performance, and he knew just how to sell it.

With a vacant and yet desperately hungry expression upon his face, Harry allowed his eyes to scan Gabrielle's every flawless curve, and then he didn't resist the erection that visibly started tenting out the material of his bathing suit.

Very visibly, as Harry Potter had a very long, very thick, very veiny specimen of a cock.

"My oh my, what 'aave we 'ear," Gabrielle cooed as she gazed down at the lustful expression on Harry's face and the gigantic trouser snake that was jutting up out of the water. "Eet does appear, you desire zat I join you… Tell me, 'Arry… Do you want me?"

"Yes, I want you, badly," Harry immediately answered in the well-practiced lustful but robotic tone of voice he always uses.

"So sweet, so… obedient," Gabrielle mused as she slid down into the hot-tub, slid daintily onto the seat on Harry's left hand side, and then gestured towards the platinum-white haired woman that was sitting on his right. "And Luna… You want 'er as well?"

"Since I was just sixteen years old," Harry admitted, his burning hot gaze tracking over to the flaky Ravenclaw just in time to see a genuinely happy smile bloom across her face.

"I'm quite surprised you're so vulnerable to my allure, 'Arry, but I'm not un-'appy with zis outcome at all, because I 'aave wanted you seence I was just a leetle girl myself," Gabrielle admitted as she turned in towards Harry's body and affectionately cupped his jaw. "And now, I finally get to pamper you een ze fashion you deserve for all of your 'eeroics… But first, I will do what I agreed to do over Floo with your wife… I want you to do what you've always wanted to do with our dear Luna, 'ere. Do as you will, say what you think, take what you want…"

Without a second thought, Harry curled his right hand around Luna's tiny little waist, pulled her up into his lap, curled his left hand around her tummy from behind, cupped his other hand around her right breast, started kissing at her neck, and pulled her flush to his body with implacable strength.

After squirming in Harry's lap until his cock was hotdogged between the well-toned globes of her ass, Luna leaned back against the man's chest, lay her head atop his shoulder, rubbed her mouth against his cheek and then whispered into his ear. "I know you're still under the influence of wrackspurts, Harry… I know exactly what you're up to… Thankfully for you, I'm going to help you with your… rehabilitation."

Unlike Ginny, whose brain was an impenetrable fortress of mind Occlusions and defensive spells to protect her from Harry's enemies, Luna's mind was an open book. For that reason, Harry could read the woman's oddly fluid thoughts with simple passive Leglimency, which he did… at which point he was surprised by the results…

The woman knew.

Somehow, inexplicably, Luna really did know for a fact that he was merely acting under the influence of Gabrielle's allure, and yet she wanted to help bridge the gap between him and his wife (and she wanted to get herself Potter family dicked in the process).

As surprised as Harry was about Luna's bizarre extra-sensory perception, one thing wasn't surprising to him in the slightest… Luna Lovegood was a REALLY good girl… Which made Harry's response to her words completely obvious.

"Luna… I'm going to make you one of mine," Harry growled out for everyone to hear.

"That's the spirit," Luna enthused in her usual airy tones, before nibbling gently on the side of Harry's neck, sliding her hands down his stomach behind her back, and attempting to encircle the crown of his cock with her fingers…"

"It's too thick, I can't wrap a single hand around it," Luna observed out loud, as if she was dictating notes about some ultra-obscure magical creature.

"'Arry's going to ruin us for any other man," Gabrielle remarked as she hugged both Harry and Luna from the side. "'Iis magic and cock ees why 'ee eesn't welcome on ze reserve…"

Even as Harry pinched Luna's nipple, drew her into a hard, passionate kiss, and then recreated the kiss with Gabrielle, his magical senses observed Ginny Weasley sitting on the pool deck with her feet in the water, observing his infidelity. The beautiful redhead's expression looked… complex, at the moment, as she was biting her bottom lip in her rising anxiety, but her face was a bright red and her right hand was stuffed down in between her goosebump covered thighs.

It was in that moment that Harry realized just what effect Fleur's cruel prank at the solstice ended up having on his wife, and his certainty that the amoral French Veela was the best thing that ever happened to his sex life was solidified in stone… Ginny Weasley really was becoming a cuck, in the sense that she KNEW he was far too much for her to satisfy alone, and now she was getting off big time over the thought of him completely overwhelming her friends…

Of course, what this meant to Harry was that he intended to deliver the hard and effective fucking that Ginny wanted to see from him.

And there was no time like the present.

With a low and throaty groan growl mixture, Harry banished spelled Luna's bikini off her body, curled his hands around her tiny little waist, lifted her up the length of his body until her pussy was posed just half an inch above his cockhead, and then he paused as the woman started shivering in excitement.

"Do it, Harry," Luna breathed out, her voice more intense than anyone had ever heard from her before. "Claim me as your own… Don't let me move on… Don't let me get away…"

Due to the fact that Luna and Ginny were such close friends, Harry knew that the gorgeous magi-zoologist that was squirming in his grip was in the midst of an excessively slow, shy and awkward courtship with a work peer by the name of Rolf Scamander, and that she'd likely end up dating the man in earnest someday very soon...

Which, of course, made Harry's next few actions completely obvious.

While holding Luna's body up in the air with telekinesis magic, Harry curled both of his hands around her cute little tummy, where he began channeling powerful healing, regenerative, and sensation filtering magics into her pussy, clit, and cervix, causing the woman to gasp, twitch, moan and hold his hands tight against her tummy. Then he started drawing the woman's hips back down towards his lap, impaling her virginal little cunt down the length of his bitch-breaker cock inch after inch after wrist-thick inch.

It was exactly as Harry thought it'd be… Luna Lovegood was a legitimate virgin, which he knew because his cockhead shredded the woman's hymen a few inches within her astonishingly tight and wriggling little cunt, and it was only the sensation filtering magic that he cast upon her sex that kept her from crying out… Of course, the damage was completely healed less than half a second later, along with all of the other damage that shoving a massive cock into a tiny little pussy would normally cause…

Long story short, rather than bearing the discomfort involved in losing her virginity, Luna Lovegood took to taking Harry Potter's gigantic fucking cock deep, deep behind her belly-button with all the gleefull enthusiasm of a nymphomaniac. She moaned long and loud, she called out the words 'yes and more and fill me," over and over again, she patted and pawed at her belly, investigating the cylindrical lump that she could feel trailing up from her pussy. Finally, she shook with the first of many orgasms as her ass settled down atop Harry's thighs in the water, and she collapsed back into his body with her mouth hanging open.

"So much - big - fat - dick," Luna slowly, haltingly slurred out, her ability to speak hampered by orgasm, her preoccupation with Harry's muscular body, the way his right hand was rolling and kneading her nipples and the way his left was rubbing her clit.

"Driving a virgin to orgasm during 'er very first penetration," Gabrielle remarked, awe in her voice.

"Cumming's not the problem," Ginny whimpered, her fingers furiously rubbing at her pink and shiny snatch. "Remaining conscious long enough to get him off in return is the challenge…"

"I'll do my best, I'll milk his balls," Luna keened towards the sky.

"You'll take my cum in your unused little womb, and you'll like it," Harry growled into Luna's ear, his words a command, his precum already beginning to stain her cervix.

"Yes! Yes, of course I will," Luna bleated out as she started bouncing and rolling her ass back into Harry's lap, grinding his cockhead within the entrance to her womb over and over again. A motion that grew longer and more dramatic over time, until the white-haired woman was slapping and clapping her ass down into Harry's thighs and splashing water everywhere with her fantastically attractive thighs.

But then, with a syrupy chirp followed by a high pitched, mewling moan, Luna's body started shaking like a leaf, her eyes grew vacant and glassy, her legs suddenly refused to bear her weight at all, and her breasts bounced atop her lover's hands as she crashed into his lap. An unbelievably intense and sudden orgasm was lighting up Luna's sex, her nervous system going haywire in a way that had her powerfully clenching cunt muscles squeezing the living hell out of Harry's dick.

Luna Lovegood moaned like a whore for the first time in her life as she squirmed and gyrated and humped her pussy down around the base of Harry's cock, her orgasm making her desperate for her lover's seed in a very animalistic way…

Only for Harry to rise to his feet with no warning whatsoever, push Luna's upper body downwards to rest atop Ginny's thighs, and then start fucking her from behind like a man on a mission. With Luna's long, lean, sexy as all fuck legs held straight together to pose her gorgeous, heart-shaped ass to perfection, Harry pounded his cockhead against the woman's increasingly submissive cervix again and again, with pleasurable waves of his magic flowing into her g-spot and clit and his mind-reading skills allowing him to strike at her most sensitive spots with perfect precision. The Potter family head power-fucked his orgasmically vacant new lover until she was squeal/moaning helplessly down into his wife's thick, sexy thighs, and he saw his spouse sympathize for her friend even as she fingered herself to an orgasm of her own.

Then Harry felt an explosion of allure immersing his entire body, he felt his left arm and thigh being sandwiched between impossibly perfect tit and thigh flesh, he felt Gabrielle's lips press against his neck from the side, and then he heard the Veela purr those words in his ear.

"Geeve eet to 'er, 'Arry… Geeve Luna ze seeding zat she craves oh - so - very - badly…"

"Please, yes, I need it," Luna immediately yelled, her voice hot, loose, breathy, and desperate in the extreme. By this point, Luna's breasts were pancaked down into Ginny's thighs so that she could devote every scrap of her remaining energy into humping her upraised ass back against Harry's rapidly pumping thighs. She wanted it. She needed it. She was desperate for his seed, and was worried about passing out.

"Going to flood your cunt," Harry finally grunted out, his hands curling around Luna's waist to pull her big beautiful buttcheeks flat against his thighs, hilting his dick balls-deep in her hot and steamy pussy, and his cockhead womb-deep in her soft and sucking cervix.

"Gods, yes, do it, please, please," Luna cried out, her entire body rocking and her asscheeks rippling as Harry's words redoubled an already powerful orgasm. Then the woman lost her ability to think at all, as she felt Harry's cock expand womb-deep inside of her tummy, felt a hot and creamy mass flush into her deepest, most sacred depths, felt it swell to stain her every nook and cranny, and felt her formerly pristine womb flip-flop happily with chemical completion.

At which point Luna screamed… long, loud and unrestrained, as her entire body shook, her limbs lost the ability to do anything but flail about, her weak and boneless body remained upright by virtue of Harry's powerful grip, and her eyes rolled up into her head.

And when Luna finished emptying out her lungs by hollering her mind-broken heart out, a soft glug glugging sound could be heard down in between her thighs, because Harry's rapidly expanding cock wasn't done feeding rope after rope of his seed into her increasingly well-bred cunt.

Another ten, twenty seconds passed, during which time Harry ground his cum-spitting cock as deep as possible within Luna's cervix, until finally, a spluttering squelch announced the fact that the fucked-silly woman's pussy was creampied beyond capacity, and his seed started squirting from her sex into the water.

"Non! Quel gâchis," Gabrielle immediately protested, while dropping down into the water, yanking Harry's messy cock free from Luna's cumstained cunt, and then stretching her adorable little mouth wide around his crown. At which point, a rope of Harry's semen spilled out atop the Veela's tongue, the irises of her eyes dilated open like an animal experiencing a fight or flight reaction, her allure thickened and intensified, her face flushed red, a moan of whorish delight slipped from her incredibly cockstuffed lips, and she started chugging the rest of his cumshots as if they were water in a desert.

It would be hard for Harry to describe just how arousing it was to watch endlessly adorable Gabrielle Delacour mainline his jizz down her slim and swanlike throat, as her massive, baby blue eyes stared lovingly at his face. All he knew was, when his orgasm finally came to an end and Gabrielle wiggled her little mouth down his entire length to clean him Delacour style, he was still rock hard and ready to go…

Pop!

When Gabrielle's lips parted from Harry's cockhead with a soft and sensual kiss, his cock was polished clean, but it was dripping precum in the intensity of his need.

Gabrielle beamed as she rose to her feet, dried her hair with a quick spell, pushed Harry to the edge of the hot tub next to where his wife was cradling Luna's upper body, and then pointed at the pool deck a foot to Ginny's left. "Please sit up on ze deck and zen remain where I move you, 'Arry, so zat I may fulfill a… fantasy… of mine."

Following Gabrielle's gently worded order, Harry rose up into the edge of the hot-tub like Ginny with his feet resting atop the seat. Then he was being eased down onto his back as Gabrielle climbed up onto his lap, and the impossibly gorgeous Veela was biting her bottom lip as she straddled his thighs.

"I was eleven when 'Arry pulled me out of ze black lake," Gabrielle explained to no one in particular, her hands curling together around the base of Harry's cock to pump his shaft up against the soft skin of her tummy. "I remember being scared at first, zen surprised, zen 'appy… and zen so, so very… exited zat I was being saved by ze charming prince."

Along with her words, Gabrielle banished her bikini off of her body and then started gyrating her hips forward and backwards, rubbing her pink and perfect little pussy up and down the cumvein of Harry's cock.

Of course, I didn't see 'Arry again for several years, during which time 'ee became eenvolved with Ginny, and ze rest, as zey say, ees 'eestory, "Gabrielle sighed out, a pout on her lips and her pussylips rubbing against Harry's cockhead. "Except, eet eesn't all een ze past anymore, ees eet... I'm being given a chance to 'aave what I've always desired, and eet's all because 'Arry Potter ees too much man for any one woman to 'andle… I - am - so - very - grateful, 'Arry, and I'm going to gasp!…"

During the time that Gabrielle was saying the word grateful, she abruptly leaned forward to squelch her skin-tight, red-hot and rippling little pussy down the entire length of Harry's dick, hilting him inside of her violently pleasurable depths in one impossibly well-executed movement.

What Gabrielle did not expect, was that Harry's cock would grow an additional two and a half inches while she was slamming him inside, forcing his flared-out cockhead to pry open her magically cooperative cervix and then hook securely in her womb.

And the results were just as explosive as Harry expected.

After releasing a squeaky gasp of peak level surprise, followed by a hitch in her breath as she realized what she was experiencing, Gabrielle's lungs emptied out in a halting, stuttering, moan of helpless arousal that may actually have included French words but wasn't the slightest bit coherent. Instead, a string of hohhhs and hahhhs and shivering hewwws, preceded a moan so loose, throaty and complex it didn't sound like anything of this earth.

Gabrielle Delacour was cumming her fucking brains out because she was getting womb-fucked by a Merlin callibre wizard that she'd been in love with since she was a preteen… and her high-spec, Veela sex was reacting accordingly. At exactly the same time, her body began releasing every amp of sex-magic that it contained to assure that she gets well and truly bred, which meant the following things happened within the next two seconds. Her allure gushed free from her body to fill absolutely everything for three meters in every direction, her body took on a luminous cast, her skin grew softer, her hair floated gently in the air, her curves seemed to fill out without gaining mass, her eyes took on a bioluminescent glow, and her features took on an impossible to describe ultra-sensuality that was at odds with her more innocent image.

And a foot to Gabrielle's left, Ginny Potter rubbed her pussy to yet another powerful orgasm, because a French Veela just climaxed like a mind-broken fool and started leaking allure everywhere immediately after taking her husband's dick inside her cunt… and the vindication that this fact caused her was everything she wanted…

"Your… thick, majestic… cock… ees eenside of my wooooomb," Gabrielle finally enunciated while leaning back over the man's thighs to reveal the cock bump tenting out her navel. "You, you've done eet… You've made my womb submit to you… Now I will make you take responsibility for what you 'aave done to me…"

Leaning forward until her unnaturally full, smooth and silky breasts were flattened out against Harry's chest, Gabrielle pressed her cheek flush to Harry's jaw and then whispered into his ear too quietly for anyone else to hear. "I lied when Ginny asked me eef I was taking an anti-conception potion… I'm not. Still… Eef you desire to cum… don't 'oold back. Let eet all out wizzin my 'ighly fertile womb…"

With her message delivered, Gabrielle rose back up to cowgirl position, glanced aside at Ginny to assure that she was watching, and then scrubbed her supernaturally possessive little cunt up the length of Harry's cock, her insides literally pulling on his shaft as both her womb and pussy-meat squeezed to resist the removal of his crown. The visual impact was obscene, as Gabrielle's pussylips clung wetly to his shaft, dragging against his meat like a hungrily sucking mouth until only his cockhead was held within her visibly clenching cunt.

"I am Veela, as you well know and are taking advantage of," Gabrielle panted out to Ginny while massaging her palms up and down Harry's body, waving her full, fluffy breasts in his face, swaying her ass from side to side, and teasing his cock just inside her elastic tight little pussylips. "What you don't know ees just 'ow special our pussies actually are… Already, my sex ees releasing an aphrodisiac eento 'Arry's skin zat will eencrease 'iis pleasure, as well as 'iis virility. 'Arry will cum, often… such ees ze nature of my sex… Eef you desire to truly satisfy your man… I suggest you keep me eenvolved…"

When Ginny slowly nodded her head, her fingers sliding wetly up and down her pussylips, Gabrielle turned her attention back towards Harry, winked at the man, licked her lips, and then sloooowly pumped her ultra-eager sex back down the length of his dick, making sure to showcase the cock-shaped lump that grew up into her slim and sexy little tummy, and the way that his shaft spasmed as it was squeezed past her pussylips.

After taking Harry's cock balls-deep inside of her again, Gabrielle undulated her hips in a series of circles that popped the glans of his cockhead in and out of her supernaturally welcoming womb, and then she started rocking in his lap, riding his cock in earnest for the very first time.

Squelch, fwop, plap, squelch, fwop, clap squelch fwop plap….

Faster and faster with every repetition, Gabrielle rode Harry's cock like the innately sexual creature she was, bouncing her fantastically full breasts up and down in a way that seemed to defy physical reality, humping her thick sexy hips down into his lap, and clapping her outrageously lewd fucking bubble-butt down into his thighs whenever she hilted him inside.

While yes, Harry lay on his back exactly as he was asked, he also released waves of his magic out of his cock to flow all throughout Gabby's sex, and he shifted his hips to have his cockmeat press against all those spots that drove the Veela wild…

And it worked.

With a ululating cry/moan that echoed all around the secluded beach they were occupying, Gabrielle started cumming again, causing her tummy to tighten as her sex went buck fucking wild, and she grabbed Ginny's left hand because she knew what was about to happen. Harry's cock was bucking and expanding deep within her belly…
"What?" Ginny started asking, only to gasp and then groan when she felt the wrist thick cock that was spasming violently behind Gabrielle's navel, felt the woman's sex tighten up to trap it within her womb, felt Gabrielle's body shaking and shivering in the intensity of her orgasm… and then felt a hot, liquid mass of genetic material expand against her hand.

Harry was cumming right along with Gabrielle, and the youngest Delacour was losing her fucking mind over it.
"'Arry, oh 'Arry, yes, yes, YES, fill me, take me, do what you will with me," Gabrielle screamed as she held Ginny's hand to her cumstuffed womb and saw the redhead start finger-fucking herself in her rising excitement…. But then Gabrielle yelped in surprise when Harry suddenly curled up to a seated position, at which point she realized that she just gave the man leave to 'do what he willed,' and that he was going to do so by way of her body…

"Oui, yes, do eet, fuck me," Gabrielle yelled as Harry rose to his feet with her legs wrapped around his waist, his finger sunk knuckles deep within her asscheeks and his dick impaled balls-deep in her cunt. Then she squirmed in his arms as he wandlessly levitated Luna onto the pool deck to lay on a mat that he Conjured, dropped to his knees with Gabrielle laying across Ginny's thighs, and started pounding his cock down into her semen sloppy cunt within just inches from his wife.

If Harry had learned anything at all during his time cucking the hell out of Ginevra Potter, it was that the redhead reached peak arousal when he completely overwhelmed the women that he was cheating on her with, which is why he pulled out all the stops. After sinking his hands into Gabrielle's dramatically bouncing titflesh, Harry began releasing magic into her nipples, her clit, her g-spot, all of the nerve endings in her pussy, and her womb, but that wasn't all… He also linked his mind with the deliriously happy Veela so that he could overlay ideas and images on her thoughts, and then he leaned heavily on the woman's pregnancy kink.

First, Harry drew Gabrielle's attention down towards her tummy by flattening his hand atop her navel and then releasing a fertility bolstering spell directly on her sex. Next, he allowed her to see deeper inside her tummy, where his cockhead was slipping and slurping in and out of her possessively squeezing womb. After that, he drew her eyes even closer, deeper, smaller, where her ovaries were working at a supernatural pace, creating several eggs that were destined for fertilization. Then he drew her eyes down between her thighs to where his heavy hanging balls were cracking down against her upraised asscheeks, and how they were churning out a freshly cooked load of unnaturally potent sperm. Then he drew the woman's attention up to his face, so that he could stare meaningfully into her eyes as he piston-fucked his cock into her slippery little cunt… Finally, Harry said just two words with the finality of a judge laying a life-sentence…

"Breed you…"

And that was enough.

In order of appearance, Gabrielle's mouth dropped open into a perfect capital O, her face flushed bright red, her eyes grew glassy under rapidly fluttering eyelids, her hands slapped down atop Harry's hand on her tummy, holding it like a lifeline, her legs started trembling atop his shoulders, her stomach muscles flexed, her pussy tightened to the point that his cockhead was trapped womb-deep inside of her, and then an impossibly slutty moan started POURING from her mouth as a wave of femcum flowed out over his balls.

Amidst all this, Gabrielle's newly climaxing cunt massaged Harry's cock in the unnaturally perfect way that Veela pussy's do, Harry felt his balls tighten up in preparation for release, and he lifted Gabby's calves up into the air. If Harry was going to cum in another woman, who wasn't Ginny, right on Ginny's lap, he might as well full-send and mate-press her ass.

After standing atop the seat in the hot tub without pulling his cock out of Gabrielle, Harry drew the Veela's feet up and over her head to lift her ass up in the air while pressing her head down directly into Ginny's stomach, and then he rooted his cock as deep as he could with all of his bodyweight piled atop her pussy. As a result, Ginny had a marvelous view of Gabrielle's upraised tummy, her cockstuffed pussy, and the big fat veiny dick that was spearing down into her body. Remarkably, the woman's hand never strayed from its spot down between her thighs, even when Gabrielle's weight got in the way…

Then it was time… Harry relaxed his control, a jet of thick and sticky seed started surging down the length of his cock, and was launched into Gabby's womb like a swelling molten mass.

"Je vais le faire … Je porterai tes enfants… Je serai ta breeding bitch," Gabrielle babbled in barely coherent French, as her arms curled around Harry's lower back, and she held on for dear life through an orgasm so intense her vision started to tunnel.

Splurt, split, glug, splurt…

With a start, Gabrielle reopened her eyes, looked up at her upraised pussy, saw a geyser of semen spurting free from her cum-stuffed cunt, dribbling down her belly towards her underboobs, and down her ass between her cheeks. Harry Potter had filled her with so much cum during his earlier creampie, the lion's share of this one was going to squirt and drool all over the place.

"No, such a waste…"

All of the sudden, a shock of white hair moved in from Harry's right, Luna Lovegood was yanking his cock out of Gabrielle's incredibly creampied pussy, and she was shoving her mouth around his cum-spilling cockhead with the tenacity of a snake devouring a meal. Harry grunted in surprise and pleasure, as Luna sucked on his cockhead as hard as she could and then choked on the cum he released into her mouth. Nevertheless, Luna didn't give up her first foray at cocksucking, glucking and gagging as she swallowed his seed, and the feeling of her tongue twining around the very tip of his dick was good enough for Harry to decide the woman had a gift.

Unlike Gabrielle, who flawlessly chugged and then cleaned Harry's dick, Luna made a mess of her face when she failed to keep up with Harry's cumshots and they spilled free from her mouth to her cheeks, down her chin, and onto her tits.

It was really, really sexy, and once again Harry was as hard as a rock by the time his climax came to an end…

"Keep going, 'Arry," Gabrielle panted out with her body laying languid in Ginny's lap. "Eet does appear our dear Luna eesn't finished with you yet…"

With an obedient nod and a smoldering quality to his eyes, Harry descended on Luna, who sat on the edge of the hot-tub, opened her legs, and held out her arms as if asking for a hug…

Two Hours Later…

Harry lay on his back on the pool deck with a Conjured pillow beneath his head and two astonishingly cum-covered, phenomenally well-fucked young women sprawled out across his thighs…

A few moments earlier, Luna Lovegood somehow managed to pass out from exhaustion with his cock still stretching out her mouth (which was adorable by the way), at which point Gabrielle drew it away from the newly unconscious woman, sucked it into her mouth instead, started milking one last cumshot from his balls, and then proceeded to do the same…

Now Harry was debating pushing Gabrielle's sexy little mouth off the head of his dick, or just leave it there and hope for the best…

A decision that was less laziness on Harry's part than it was a matter of strategic importance.

"We need to talk, Harry," Ginny suddenly pointed out, as Gabrielle's allure stopped flowing, and he acted like he was coming out of a trance.

"I… can see that," Harry mused, his eyes tracking back and forth between Gabrielle, Luna, Ginny and his dick still lodged in the Veela's O'd out maw.

One thing was obvious to Harry in that moment. He and Ginny were finally going to have the long-drawn out conversation that they should've had well over a year ago… He just didn't know if his wife was going to let him clean the pussy-juices and cum off his body before they did it…


French Translation

NON! Quel gâchis = No! What a waste

Je vais le faire … Je porterai tes enfants… Je serai ta breeding bitch = I'll do it… I'll bear your children… I'll be your breeding bitch


To Be Continued


Author's Note:

This story can no longer be hosted on another website that I operate from because it features a Veela that doesn't care about consent, and that website has a zero-tolerance policy regarding such things. Over the next few weeks, I will post another chapter of this story on AO3 and . Do not go looking for this story on other sites.