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Hermione jolted awake, the warmth of two bodies pressing against her instantly setting her senses reeling as memories from the night before began to flood her mind.
Oh god what have I done?
Her phone buzzed and she reached over the body on her right to grab it, seeing a text from Pansy.
How was the date?? Need details…
Hermione closed her eyes, wondering how to actually explain what had happened last night.
Well I took one of those sex gummies before I left the flat and then he cancelled last minute :/
WHAT??? That fucker. What did you do?
Um, well his parents were home.
Don't tell me you just did what I think you just did Hermione.
Hermione glanced to her right and saw blonde hair and soft jawline of Narcissa Malfoy neé Black. She turned to her left and was nose pressed into the chest of Lucius Malfoy. Her phone buzzed again and she turned away from him.
HERMIONE??
I fucked them.
OH MY FUCKING GOD HERMIONE JEAN GRANGER!
A voice murmured in her ear, "Tell Pansy she can have the salacious details later sweetie." Soft lips pressed kisses to her jaw line as equally soft fingers drifted across her skin, sliding down across her stomach and hip bone before slipping between her thighs and reigniting the ache they had conjured not twelve hours ago.
Hermione quickly sent Pansy a text saying exactly that and tossed her phone away, hips arching as she searched for more pressure from her partner.
"He's going to kill me," she said, panting as the fingers stroking the length of her cunt used just enough pressure to turn her into a whimpering needy mess.
"Draco doesn't need to know," Cissa murmured before using her free hand to turn Hermione's face towards her and pressing their lips together. Hermione welcomed the kiss, immediately opening at the gentle requesting swipe of Cissa's tongue on the seam of her lips.
Cissa's fingers dipped low and slid into Hermione's aching cunt. The younger witch groaned into the kiss, trying to angle her hips to help them reach as deep as possible. A low chuckle from her other bedmate had her pulling away from Cissa's kiss to look back at the Lord of Malfoy Manor. His eyes, still cloudy from sleep, were also alight with desire as he watched his wife and their new playmate.
Hermione blushed and he grinned at her. The trio had done plenty of exploring last night, and Hermione’s slip of calling Lucius “Daddy” had resulted in her screaming and convulsing around his cock as he took her with enough force to make her almost black out.
“I think Daddy wants a show,” Cissa said coyly and Lucius’s eyes darkened to grey storm clouds in seconds. Hermione's cunt flooded with arousal and Cissa gave Lucius a feral grin.
"Oh she liked that. My hand is completely soaked."
Hermione could only whimper in reply as Cissa’s fingers began to thrust faster, the feeling of Lucius's eyes on her making Hermione's body scream as she hurtled towards the edge of bliss.
“I think that is the perfect way to start my morning Cissa. I want to see just how much our little princess likes being watched.”
“Fucking hell,” Hermione swore and the older wix both gave her a wicked grin.
“You two are going to be the death of me.”
“Little deaths only sweetheart,” Lucius said as Cissa began to circle one of Hermione’s nipples with feather light fingertips. “There is so much more to explore with us and we don’t want you to go anywhere.”
“Yesss,” Hermione hissed as Cissa sucked the nipple she’d been toying with into her mouth.
Her hands flew into Cissa’s hair as she wriggled and arched underneath the older witch, wanting to feel everything she had to offer. Her nails dug into the blonde’s scalp and she whined as Cissa picked up the pace of her fingers yet again, each thrust forward accompanied with a twisting grind of her palm against Hermione’s throbbing clit.
“Fuck… Cissa… pleeeease!” Hermione begged and the blonde witch pulled off her breast to stretch up and nip at her neck.
“Take it from her,” Lucius ordered, slowly stroking his cock at the sight of the two witches. “If you want to come, take it from her.”
Hermione dropped one hand from Cissa’s hair and wrapped it around the wrist of the hand currently torturing her cunt. The one still buried in blonde hair became a fist that bent the older witch’s head back and gave Hermione the perfect angle to buck her hips upwards and twist so that now Cissa was the one lying on her back with Hermione above her.
Hermione used her grip on Cissa’s wrist to pull the fingers from her aching cunt and lick them clean. Cissa’s blue eyes flashed with pleasure and pride as she watched Hermione’s tongue wrap around each finger and clean them completely. Hermione pushed her legs apart and ground her cunt against Cissa’s thigh for a few moments before rearranging their bodies so that her cunt was grinding down directly against the blonde’s.
“Such a good girl,” Cissa said, reaching up to stroke Hermione’s skin with one hand as she gripped her hip with the other. Hermione’s hips moved faster as she rode Narcissa for all she was worth, chasing after her orgasm like a witch possessed. The praise spurred her on, and as she looked over to watch Lucius she broke, nails digging crescents into the skin of Narcissa’s calf that she had draped over her shoulder.
Her hips stuttered as she rode the waves of pleasure, cunt slipping against the body beneath her as Lucius’s hand moved faster and faster over his cock. As her shudders subsided, Hermione slid down Cissa’s body until her face was level with the older witch’s cunt. She needed no prompting to dive in and immediately flattened her tongue the length of Narcissa’s slit.
Narcissa let out a startled scream as Hermione wasted no time in licking every possible inch of her cunt. Hermione was very inexperienced at sex with another witch, but she prided herself on being a quick study and used everything she could remember from the night before to take Cissa right to the edge of her own orgasm. She thrust her tongue inside the older witch, dying to taste as much as possible of her partner. She moved up to nibble and suck on Cissa’s clit and manicured hands wound themselves into her unruly morning curls, holding her head fast to that spot as the Lady of Malfoy Manor ground her cunt up into Hermione’s waiting mouth.
“Such an eager little whore,” Lucius said and Hermione moaned, the vibrations causing the witch above her to clamp her thighs around Hermione’s head as she shattered on the girl’s tongue.
Lucius groaned as his wife fell apart on Hermione’s tongue, screaming her release until her body relaxed and her grip loosened enough for Hermione to raise her head and press gentle kisses to the inside of CIssa’s thighs. She rested her head against Cissa’s lower abdomen and looked over at Lucius.
“I think I like being watched, Daddy,” she said shyly and Lucius hissed as his hand practically flew over his cock.
“Say it again,” he commanded, his voice strained. She gave him a wicked grin as she licked her lips and asked as sweetly as she could, “Please come for me Daddy.”
Lucius roared his own release, white ropes of come splashing onto the sheets and his hand. Hermione summoned the strength to crawl the short distance to him and lovingly licked every drop from his hand and skin before nudging his hand out of the way and cleaning his cock with her tongue, making him swear under his breath as she teased his now over sensitive head.
He stroked her cheek softly and smiled at her.
“Draco was a fool. And I am so very glad that Cissa and I get to reap the benefits of his idiotic ass cancelling on you.”
Hermione’s smile faded a bit as she admitted quietly, “I don’t know what to do about him now.”
Cissa snuggled up behind her and wrapped an arm around Hermione’s waist, pulling her back so they were completely cuddled together.
“You let us handle him. He obviously didn’t know what he had, and that is his fault. Accident or not, the three of us worked beautifully together last night, and just now, and I think that deserves further exploration. Wouldn’t you agree, Luc?”
He scooted down to wrap a long arm around both witches as he agreed, “I absolutely do. Draco’s loss is our gain, even if this is just an every so often experience. We can discuss logistics later, but I think a bath is in order for all three of us and then we need some breakfast.”
Hermione bit her lip as she looked at Lucius and he pressed a sweet kiss to her lips before encouraging, “Speak your mind princess. You have just as much of a say in this situation and Cissa and I do.”
“I just… I don’t want this to be an every so often thing. I like you, both of you, and I think I have for a while. I feel more than a bit overwhelmed with you both but I like that too. I just don’t want to disappoint you with how little experience I have at this kind of dynamic. And by little I mean absolutely zero.”
“Hermione, the only way you will ever disappoint us is by not communicating clearly and speaking your mind. We’ll do our best to answer as many of your questions as we can, but this whole thing is just going to take time and lots of communication. You have an equal say in your relationship with each of us individually and Lucius and I as a couple. Triads aren’t uncommon in the circles we run in, so any social events are places we want you to be with us as long as you are comfortable there.”
Cissa kissed her shoulder and Hermione relaxed into the embrace of two people she had never thought would look at her twice. Thank the gods for Draco being obnoxious and cancelling at the last minute, because she had a feeling that what she had stumbled into was going to be more fulfilling than any other relationship she had ever been in. And she couldn’t wait to see where things went.
"Being anxious about this is normal, princess. Cissa and I will take care of you as long as you let us," Lucius pressed a kiss to her temple and Hermione hummed in contented pleasure.
"You both make me feel safe. That more than anything helps me know that this is something I want."
There was a knock on the bedroom door and the trio shared a look that spoke volumes.
"Mum, dad, have you seen Hermione? She wasn't at her flat when I went over this morning." Draco's voice sounded concerned and Lucius wasted no time in clearing his confusion.
"Yes, Draco, we've seen Hermione. After you so rudely cancelled on her last night, your mother and I were happy to make sure she knew just how important she is. She's currently curled up with your mother and I in bed."
The door flew open as Draco shouted, "What?!"
Hermione tucked her head into Lucius's chest as Cissa snuggled her closer. There was zero apology in Lucius's voice as he replied, "Whatever excuse you have for abandoning this gorgeous witch last night, and multiple times over the last three months, had better keep your bed warm at night because Hermione won't be doing so any longer. Now get out of our room, we have to get cleaned up and downstairs for breakfast. You're welcome to join us in the dining room if you're hungry."
Draco's face paled at the idea of eating with his parents and now ex-girlfriend and he turned around and practically ran from the room.
Hermione let out a shaky laugh and Cissa laughed with her.
"Well, the kneazle is out of the bag now," she said dryly and Hermione snickered.
"I think I'm ready for that bath now," she said, wriggling out of the cuddle pile and walking towards the ensuite door.
She could feel Lucius and Cissa's eyes on her and it made her feel powerful. She threw a wink at them over her shoulder. Last night was the best slumber party she'd ever been to.