This had to be heaven.
That was the thought that kept echoing through Hermione’s mind as she drifted in a state of euphoria and ecstasy. Lips brushed across her breasts, tongue teasing her nipples, another set of lips on her upper thigh, tongue lapping at the juices dripping from between her legs. The brunette witch opened her eyes, smoldering brown the color of dark chocolate, looking from the blond head between her thighs, pale blond hair so soft and just a bit too long, to the raven-hair brushing against her collarbone, black as midnight against her fading tan.
She wasn’t quite sure how this had happened, how she now found herself the willing lover of two of the most attractive and intelligent wizards at Hogwarts, but it had been going on for six months and none of them seemed eager for their relationship, sexy and sensual and twisted, to end any time soon. In fact, quite the contrary. Words of a future and a home whispered when they lay in her bed, sated and sleepy, murmured whenever they found a chance to speak without drawing suspicion.
No longer enemies but not in a position to be lovers. They were all caught in this web of their own making, the fighting and insults between her and Draco, concealing the passion and lust, the cordiality and friendliness between her and Blaise, concealing the craving and need. No one would understand, they would not comprehend the feelings that she had for these two men, so different yet so similar, nor would they appreciate the beauty and love that the three of them had found together, the acceptance and desire and friendship.
Hermione could hear herself begging, felt Draco’s triumphant smile against her thigh as he nibbled on her flesh, the juices on his face rubbing against her bare flesh. Blaise’s lips against hers, the kiss gentle and playful but intense, just like the dark Slytherin. He laid down beside her, releasing her lips and urging her to straddle him. Draco moved from between her thighs, his hands moving over her body, possessive and rough yet tender, just like the blond Slytherin. The smell of sweat and sex mixed with the scent of vanilla and jasmine, her scents, and spice and citrus and their musky odor, the scent intoxicating, just like them.
Straddling Blaise’s legs, she leaned down and ran her tongue over his length, her eyes meeting his indigo stare, his eyes nearly black as he licked his lips. Hermione took the head of his cock into her mouth, licking his length as she began to suck him, preparing him for her. Draco’s fingers in her hair, soft whisperings of encouragement, knowing she loved it when he talked dirty, her juices dripping down her thighs as he spoke, that husky voice sexy in her ear. She watched Blaise open his mouth, sucking Draco’s length inside, the dark wizard wrapping his full lips around their lover’s cock and preparing him for her.
Fingers on her arse, Draco’s hand squeezing her cheeks, moving between her legs, entering her playfully, not giving her the pressure she needed to release the tension, merely teasing her and making her even more aroused. Finger sliding into her arse, her head pausing it’s movement as she groaned around Blaise’s thick cock. Draco’s hand tangled in Blaise’s thick black curls, fucking their beautiful lover’s face eagerly, his fingers stretching her arse, lubricating it with her own juices, her body moving back against his hand, needing more, needing them.
Hermione released Blaise’s cock, moving forward, rubbing her wet pussy against his shaft, her lips meeting Draco’s in a passionate kiss, tongues battling, neither wanting to submit, Blaise’s hands moving to hold her thighs as he stopped her teasing. The kiss ended and she finally starts to slide down onto Blaise’s cock, nibbling on her bottom lip as she stretches to accommodate his size. Soon, he is deep inside her, her body beginning to move, up and down, grinding her sensitive clit on each stroke.
Draco moved behind her, his tongue replacing his fingers, slowly licking her arse, tasting her darkest place, licking from her pussy to her arse, kissing her cheeks and nipping at the flesh. Hermione loved to feel them both inside her, loved to be in the middle and often is, though it still hurts for Blaise to take her arse, his cock thicker though not as long as Draco’s, the blond wizard never able to fully penetrate her bum, sinking deep inside her pussy and touching places that send shockwaves of arousal throughout her body when he’s on bottom.
Hermione moaned as Draco slowly entered her, his lips on her shoulders, his cock slowly pushing into her arse, his hands caressing her breasts as he buried as much of himself in her as he can before it becomes more pain and no pleasure. Blaise leaned forward, his tongue licking her nipples, then they began to move. It’s close to heaven, having them both within her, having their love and respect and affection, the closest thing to heaven that anyone can ever find on Earth, they are all lucky to have found one another. The gossip and disgust and confusion that will greet their relationship once it is public means nothing because they are in love, they know this is right and don’t care what anyone thinks.
Draco thrusts into her arse slowly, his chest against her back, his lips finding hers as his fingers brush through her unruly caramel colored curls. She feels Blaise’s lips on her cheek, turning her head away from Draco’s kiss to accept her other lover’s. They are moving as one, the sex intense and fierce, gentle caresses even as their bodies blaze from the heat between them. Draco begins to move deeper, his breathing erratic, signaling his impending orgasm. Three thrusts and he is coming, burying his cock into her arse as far as possible, whimpering her name as his body arches, his seed spilling inside and dripping down the back of her legs as he pulls out. His tongue moves inside her, licking her clean before moving down to lick at Blaise’s balls and shaft on each upward move that Hermione makes, his talented tongue lapping at her pussy from behind as his fingers move inside her arse.
Hermione comes with a soft cry, the sensations too much for her aroused body. Her muscles tighten around Blaise her orgasm spreads over her, the dark wizard pushing Draco out of the way and reversing their position, fucking her into the mattress as he pushes inside her. The blond wizard watches, telling her what it feels like to watch her being fucked by Blaise, what it feels like to be buried deep inside her arse, his words keeping her aroused as her body continues to spasm from her orgasm. Blaise grunts as he comes, burying himself deep within her as she muscles squeeze his release from his cock.
Exhausted, Hermione falls against the bed, her eyes sleepy, her smile sated. Her lovers curl up on either side of her, Blaise’s arm around her waist and her head against his chest, Draco’s hand on her breast and his head on her shoulder. Her last thought before falling asleep is simply, this is bliss.
The End.