Sleep did not come easily for Apolline Delacour after the life-changing decision of her daughter's that she had agreed to support. At first the arousal was responsible, but later it was the worries over what had just happened and what she had agreed to her youngest daughter doing and becoming.
She barely knew Harry Potter at all, had hardly spoken to him prior to Christmas day, and the only one of those conversations that had contained anything of substance or importance had been when she thanked him for his heroics following the second task of the Triwizard tournament. But things had progressed suddenly over their vacation, thanks to her and her daughters being veela and their trust in Fleur's judgment of Harry's character. Still, other than Fleur's favorable opinion of him and the way he treated his girlfriends (and everyone else in his life), Apolline didn't have much to go on. She barely knew this young man, and yet she had just agreed to allow her youngest, her precious Gabrielle, to become his sex slave. There were even vows she'd sworn that would magically enforce certain elements of it!
There had also been a brief moment where she'd left her silenced bedroom and could clearly hear Gabrielle letting out sounds that were some mixture of body-wracking sobs and screams of immense pleasure. Apolline had scarcely been able to think of anything else once she returned to her room.
The next morning everything had almost seemed just as it had been prior. Harry had happily tended to the needs of his girlfriends as well as Aella, and now Gabrielle was added to that list as well. Apolline had felt many emotions as she watched it all. At times she wanted to rush over and thank him when she saw her daughter show sides of herself to the world that previously she'd only dared show inside the walls of Delacour Manor where she felt safe. The true Gabrielle was playful and really a bit of a chatterbox, and Harry was helping to bring that side out more often. For that she was thankful.
But there were also times when she wanted to wring his neck, like when she watched Gabrielle plead for orgasms, or plead even to give them orgasms. Even then, though, Apolline saw how much her daughter enjoyed it all, particularly when he would praise her so sincerely afterwards.
Apolline had been glad when the group visited a nearby muggle town to do some souvenir shopping and just generally do something other than fuck. She'd seen it as a way to take her mind off of everything that was changing in her daughter's life for at least a little while. But then something had happened while they were on their trip, and with it Apolline's feelings had shifted quite conclusively in one direction.
Gabrielle had been excited to find a muggle jacket that matched the one Apolline had given to her husband long ago; so long that it was completely worn out. Sebastian had tried to find a similar one to replace it ever since, but every muggle store he visited had not been able to accommodate him. This one was a perfect match though, and Gabrielle was delighted at the opportunity to buy it for her father as a souvenir. That it was exceptionally pricey seemed to fly over Gabrielle's head since she had little understanding of the equivalent value between muggle and wizarding money, but Apolline could tell that Harry was going to pay for it without complaint.
Some snooty woman had brazenly snatched the jacket right out of Gabrielle's cart, and from her spot in the background Apolline was pleased to see her youngest stand up for herself and argue back. Admittedly it wasn't much of an assertive argument, but it was still a marked improvement over before, where she would have meekly averted her eyes and not said a word. The rude woman had talked down to her though, and as quickly as it had rise, Gabi's sliver of confidence wilted.
Apolline's heart had felt ready to break at the crestfallen look on her daughter's face, but she'd been hesitant and unsure if she stood intervene or not. After all, hadn't that been part of what had led them up to the point Gabrielle had gotten prior to this trip? If she, Sebastian and Fleur stepped in to protect Gabi and solved every confrontation she got into, would she ever develop? Apolline honestly didn't think they'd been overprotective to the point of smothering, but they'd gotten to that desperate point with her nevertheless.
While she hesitated, Harry acted. He appeared from where he too had clearly been watching, and the furious look on his face gave Apolline pause. He'd stopped after a single step though, and even though she herself was unsure of what she should do she was close to growing furious with him. Maybe that wasn't rational, but he was supposed to be protecting her baby girl. That's the role he'd taken on when he stepped in and made Gabrielle his.
Astoria appearing as well with a similar look of fury on her face had helped calm Apolline. Astoria said something to Gabi and dragged her over to the scene, giving her a brief smile and a pat on the bum. She hadn't completely taken over either; instead she'd merely led Gabi over and gave the rude woman perhaps the coldest stare Apolline had ever seen. Astoria's words and her presence seemed to give Gabi her confidence back, and she'd snatched the jacket right back from the woman who had taken it from her. After a brief exchange in which she'd stood her ground, she and Astoria walked off, jacket in hand.
The woman, looking furious, seemed set to follow after them and continue the argument. That would have been Apolline's time to step in, but she hadn't even gotten to do that. Harry had beaten her to it, and she'd arrived just in time to hear him give the other woman a cold, callous laugh that sounded nothing like him, and then telling the woman that she was pathetic for bullying a young woman trying to buy a present for her father. He'd given some insult about something plastic that Apolline didn't understand; probably some muggle reference. Whatever it was, it caused the woman to snarl and then storm out of the store empty-handed.
Apolline had seen the way that Gabi was almost clinging to Astoria after that, linking arms with her, and the youngest Greengrass grinned widely in obvious pleasure. As for Apolline, she caught up with Harry as he took a breath to calm himself before giving her a grin.
"You beat me to her," she said. Harry laughed and shook his head.
"Astoria beat all of us to her, I think," he said, making Apolline realize that Daphne and Narcissa had probably been standing by and ready to rush in as well. Her daughter would have no shortage of people looking out for her in her new life.
"It's almost annoying how you're trying to pretend that you didn't purposefully take a step backwards so Astoria could be the one who stepped in," she said, chuckling.
"If I did do that, it would only be because Astoria could use a reminder about how much progress she's made since she first came into my life," Harry replied. "Sometimes she worries about that, even if she doesn't say it. But I knew she would handle it by supporting her rather than solving her problem for her, and that's exactly what Gabrielle needs right now. Stori often gets adamant about none of us handling things that she should be dealing with herself, so I trusted that she would do the right thing with Gabi."
--
The shopping trip continued, and Apolline watched with no small amount of elation as Gabrielle and Astoria walked into the next store whilst chatting up a storm. Gabi's mouth just kept going, and she was speaking animatedly like she only ever had with her own family until now. Apolline's worried from earlier were all gone now. Now she was thanking the heaven that Gabi found this very strange relationship that was clearly so perfect for her particular situation. Harry and his girls would give her everything that she needed and they would save her from the risks she would have faced without this solution, not to mention they'd saved her from having no choice but to join a coven.
Or she could have remained defiant even if ordered to join a coven, which frankly had to be the worst option of all. They did not take well to veela that remained single well into their maturity refusing to join them, and it was genuinely frightening to imagine what actions they would take if a veela with a submissive nature like Gabi was out there in the open while single. There would have been a risk of her reminding the world that submissive veela did exist, which was something that had mostly been forgotten over the years. Those who ran the covens would have gone to great lengths to avoid that possibility, but that would no longer be necessary now that Gabi had found her place with Harry and his girls.
--
Later in the day, after their group had returned from their shopping trip, the Lady Delacour was happy to have the chance for a bit of one on one time with Daphne. Apolline was quite pleased with herself as she made Daphne positively squirm with pleasure, clutching at the bedding and moaning frantically like she was a witch possessed. It was very rewarding to bring such reactions out of the woman who had made her daughter submit. And of course she was also hopeful that if she performed well enough over the course of this vacation, she might be allowed access to Harry and his girlfriends once in a while when she needed a bit of extra relief.
She continued her work, concentrating on drawing this moment out for as long as possible while still putting focus on giving Daphne immense pleasure, and Daphne's clawing at the bedding continued. The witch had a considerable amount of restraint, which Apolline appreciated. Her legs were still spread wide at a time when nearly anyone else Apolline had ever been with would have clamped her legs around her by now without even thinking. She certainly wouldn't mind if this gorgeous witch did just that; it was always a nice sign of how good a job she was doing when she made her partner lose control like that. Apolline was not someone who needed an ego boost, but she happily took them where they came nevertheless.
"I'm going to cum soon," Daphne moaned out. Apolline responded by pushing up the intensity of her pleasure. Her fingers and tongue increased in perfect sync and at a very steady pace. It wasn't abrupt enough to jolt the witch and take her out of her journey to her climax like some might have done if they were impatient. Instead it was a slow enough escalation that Daphne was escorted on her journey rather than being shoved there.
Had Apolline been less skilled she likely would have just continued doing exactly what she had been. But she had spent many, many, many hours between the legs of other veela during her time in the coven, and she had pleasured more than her fair share of other witches since those days. She was certain that no one outside of another veela from a coven would be near her level of skill, and by showing Daphne her skill, she hoped to leave an impression that would increase her chances of being welcomed back into their bed in the future.
The orgasm she brought her certainly seemed like it would go a long way to doing just that, because Daphne finally exploded across her face with a howl that lasted for nearly a full minute. Apolline worked to wring out everything Daphne had and prolong her orgasm for as long as possible, and in the end the younger blonde was left a lifeless mess on the bed.
"Amazing," Daphne murmured. She looked as if she was desperately trying to gather herself and struggling to do so.
Apolline kissed her with a smile, forcing the witch to taste herself, not that Daphne seemed to either mind or was unfamiliar with the sensation. The veela would admit that it completely ruined her attempt at dominating the witch, though this wasn't a huge surprise to her given all she'd seen over their vacation.
"I'm glad I was able to top your list," she said. "Watching you come apart was quite near the top of my own, I must say." Daphne giggled.
"It was unbelievable," Daphne said, "but not the best I've ever had." Apolline was stunned.
"You've experienced Aella, Fleur, Astoria and Narcissa," she said. "Now I am very curious as to whom this witch was that was talented enough to surpass even me." This made Daphne laugh even louder, and some of her energy returned.
"Not witch," Daphne replied. "Harry." Apolline's disbelief grew to even greater proportions at that, and Daphne grinned back at her. "He may not have refined his ability quite as much as you have, I'll admit that. But I swear that he was born to pleasure witches."
"Explain," Apolline said, very nearly snapping at her. She didn't like the fact that she had almost gotten rude, but her ego and pride in her skill had just taken a hit. She was proud that she was able to reign in her frustration so she merely sounded curious rather than irritated and jealous. Daphne laughed, not noticing anything, and Apolline figured that even if she hadn't completely managed to mask her reaction the normally sharp Daphne probably wouldn't have picked up on it since she was still in the midst of that post-orgasmic state of bliss.
"Well," Daphne began, "he has that enormous cock you've gotten torn apart by, of course." Apolline just nodded impatiently, waiting for her to get to the part where she explained how Harry could be better with his mouth than her. "But he also can speak to snakes." Apolline blinked.
"I'm aware of that, yes," she said slowly. "But I don't understand what that has to do with this." Daphne smiled like she knew something that Apolline didn't.
"Well, when you hiss, things tend to vibrate," Daphne explained. "And his tongue vibrates more intensely than any toy I've ever used on myself." Apolline's eyes went wide as comprehension set in, and Daphne giggled. "I suppose you want to experience that as well."
"I don't see why not," Apolline said. Now it was her turn to smile.
"It isn't that easy," Daphne said, much to her surprise. "He doesn't really share that talent unless we give him permission, not that we've ever spoken about it."
"And why is that?" Apolline pressed. Daphne shrugged.
"Just an adorable aspect of Harry," she answered. "He knows it has always been something that makes Astoria feel special, even when things weren't so great for her but she deserved better. And he's always making sure we feel like we're his queens, even in little ways like that." Daphne got a far-off, dreamy look in her eyes as she thought about how her boyfriend pampered her, and if Apolline was honest it was quite endearing.
"However, I think I could make it happen for you," Daphne continued when she focused on her again. Apolline smiled, but a coy look crossed the younger blonde's face. "For a price, that is." The veela groaned, and her frustrated sound made Daphne chuckle. "It's a fair price, I promise. And it's even a price you'll enjoy paying too."
"I'm listening," Apolline said, inclining her head.
"I'm not really the best in anything, sexually, in our relationship," Daphne said quietly. For possibly the first time that Apolline had seen, the woman looked insecure or unsure of herself. "In fact, I'm probably the worst in every aspect, or tied with Narcissa there. Astoria is the best at sucking Harry's cock and getting fucked, and I doubt anyone will ever seriously challenge her in either. She can take that monster in any way imaginable, no matter how painful it is. In fact, the more painful and demanding it is, the more she loves it. As for me, I'm not even as good as Narcissa at sucking it." She shrugged.
"I'll get there," Daphne continued, almost as if convincing herself. "I just need a bit more practice." She looked more confident and like her normal self after that. "I'm not worried that Harry doesn't enjoy me, but I am competitive." She laughed slightly. "I need to be the best at something. I think I just found what I can be the best at."
"So I'll teach you what I've learned, and in exchange I get to experience this magical vibrating tongue of Harry's?" Apolline said, stating the terms Daphne had presented.
"Exactly," Daphne said, nodding. Then she smirked. "But you'll also get to experience having me between your legs for hours whenever we have the time to sneak off and practice." It was a nice proposition, but considering she had been attempting to earn consideration for future playtime, Apolline wondered if this might be a chance for her to push her luck just a bit further.
"I'd like to be able to enjoy the company of the three of you, and Harry, at various points," she said. "Occasionally moments do flare up where I need a significant amount of sex. In those times, I need enough sex to wear my husband's laudable stamina out several times over, I'm afraid. And with Fleur now a much more regular fixture in their lives than I've ever been, I don't think that your parents will be able to handle satisfying those urges for two veela."
"I almost want to deny you for trying to be so conniving in how you went about asking for it," Daphne said, giving her an amused smile. "But I won't, for two reasons." Daphne held up one finger. "First, we were all assuming that this would be the case anyway after you joined us on this vacation." Apolline smiled.
"And the second?" Apolline asked, speaking up when Daphne's pause lingered. Daphne's grin turned into a smirk as he put up a second finger.
"The second is that watching Harry make you into his bitch will probably be the most enjoyable thing I've ever seen," Daphne said. Now it was Apolline's turn to smirk, because such a thing was impossible. But her stomach did several nervous flips as she thought about what her friend Aella had become for the young Lord Potter.
Maybe it wasn't so impossible after all.
--
The afternoon after their group shopping trip, Harry chuckled to himself as he watched Daphne being led off by a rather excited-looking Apolline. He was the only member of their group around to see it currently.
Astoria and Narcissa weren't around to see it because they were busy exploring their own relationship further, which was something they'd been doing often whenever they weren't involved in group fun or getting fucked by him (or both.) Narcissa had taken Astoria off somewhere a little bit ago, and Harry had heard something about a promise of survival being heavily rewarded, while giving in would receive just the opposite. Harry had chuckled at that, because as far as Astoria was concerned, being heavily rewarded and receiving the opposite treatment would both be viewed as rewards. Narcissa was well aware of that too, naturally.
The Delacour sisters were having some fun catching up and enjoying some (non-sexual) sibling bonding time. They could both use the break. Fleur had mentioned still being slightly sore from riding his cock previously, which was something he found amusing given the reputation of veela as well as how much time had passed since then. As for Gabi, her body was far sorer than her big sister's, and with good reason. Harry had enjoyed using his cock to make her scream, but that sweet little thing deserved her rest.
He wasn't used to being alone for long, especially over this vacation with so many beautiful women around and so little in the way of responsibilities for any of them that would distract them from their fun. As if on cue, Aella entered the room and came directly towards him. Harry remained casual and relaxed in his chair as he watched his girlfriends' gorgeous mother approach him. Her large, firm breasts bounced with each step, and the tiny little bottoms clung to her sexy body. The bottoms were newly purchased since she definitely hadn't owned any swimwear this small before then. The only woman he knew who had was Astoria, and clearly her influence had spread to her mother.
Harry briefly considered how much he should torment her, and ultimately decided to ease up on her a little bit. She had been very tired and sore yesterday after he had fulfilled a previous promise and fucked her arse relentlessly. It had been harder and lasted a good deal longer than he otherwise would have considered going with her. For the last hour of it she hadn't really been all there, though when he'd pulled out once to adjust their positions, she had tried to push her hips back at him and force his cock back into her arse. That little act had sealed her fate and guaranteed that Harry would not hold back from there.
If her being sore and tired from the rough buggering she herself had asked for was all that there was to consider, he wouldn't likely have been inclined to give her a break now. But he'd also facefucked her before they left, and then after Apolline had covertly sucked his cock during the shopping trip he'd dragged Aella into the changing room of the next store they visited and fucked her hard. It had been an entirely enclosed room that he'd been able to put a silencing charm on, and he'd made the most of it.
And then last night after they got back he'd fucked her again, and just this morning he had ridden her hard for two orgasm, one in her cunt and one in her arse. All in all, the Lady Greengrass had experienced a very physically taxing day, especially when he considered that she had done her best to keep up with Fleur, spent some time with Apolline, and Narcissa had taken advantage of the whole situation by opportunistically fucking her with a strap-on. He unfortunately hadn't been around to see that particular incident, but he'd witnessed the aftereffects of it.
Aella broke him out of his thoughts by kneeling on the floor in front of him and crossing her wrists behind her back submissively, which brought a chuckle out of him. "It's been a rough, oh, 40 hours or so for you," he pointed out. She looked like she was about to agree, but then she caught herself.
"I've enjoyed it, sir," she said instead.
"I'm aware of that," he laughed. "But as much as you love being pushed and dominated, as much as you love being a toy for me to use or pass around so everyone else can use you as they please, and as much as I enjoy doing both of those things, I think we should give you a rest tonight to recover a bit."
A panicked look crossed her face, as if she was thinking that by giving her a rest he meant they wouldn't have any sex at all.
"Seriously?" he said, rolling his eyes. "Don't worry, pet, I'm not denying you your right to get stuffed full of cock." She blushed, and he laughed at her. "I'm just saying that right now you're going to get up off of your knees, climb up here onto my lap and ride me at a pace that you can handle comfortably. Unless you think you can handle me taking that tight arse of yours in a full nelson again?" Aella shook her head frantically from side to side, which was exactly what he was expecting.
"Up here then, you silly slut," he chuckled, patting his lap. She beamed widely at him.
"That sounds perfect," she said, giggling as she got to her feet, slid those tiny bottoms off and climbed on top of him. She moaned softly as she sank down onto his cock, and Harry moaned right along with her. His hands found her arse while she began to move her hips, helping herself to his cock.
"Even after everything, you're still soaked," he pointed out. "Are you sure that you don't have some veela ancestry somewhere in your family tree? It really would explain a lot."
"None that I know of," she said, giggling into his chest. "But maybe I should check again." She slumped down onto his chest, her arms loosely linked around his neck as she moaned, mewled and cooed while riding him. It was a very gentle ride by anyone's standards, let alone the kind of sex life he was used to, but sometimes a change of pace wasn't the worst thing in the world.
When she looked up again he cupped her chin firmly with one hand and kissed her lips, claiming them and forcing her to submit to his will as he did so. He gave her arse a few very hard smacks, unable to resist, and he chuckled as he pulled his lips back from hers.
"I really do have an obsession with spanking witches," he mused. "Or maybe it's limited to witches who have arses as nice as this one." She let out a little giggle that betrayed how tired she really was.
"It's a good thing that we all enjoy being spanked by you just as much as you enjoy spanking us, then," she replied. He nodded in agreement, sat back and let her continue her slow ride. One hand traced up and down her spine while the other gave her arse gentle swats at random intervals. After a few minutes of this she leaned her head in close to his ear.
"This was exactly what I needed," she murmured into his ear. "Thank you."
"This is a vacation," he chuckled. "You can expect your new role as my on-call slut to summon to my side whenever I have the desire to truly begin once my little veela slave is back in school. You'd better prepare yourself mentally for that, because you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into."
Aella shivered against him and began to moan and pant as her orgasm suddenly rushed up on her out of nowhere at the thoughts he was putting in her head. "Oh, Harry," she cried out as the orgasm rolled through her. She moaned his name over and over again until the pleasure subsided at last, after which they rested for a few moments.
"Thank you," she whispered eventually. "I don't know how you manage to balance all of this, but thank you for doing so."
"I wonder if you realize how absurd it is for me to hear my girlfriends' gorgeous mother thanking me for fucking her," he said with a slight snicker. "I should be on my knees thanking all of you for the opportunity, honestly." Aella blushed and giggled into his chest, and her behavior reminded him far more of a newly of age schoolgirl like Gabrielle than it did the mature lady of a pureblood house with grown daughters.
The gentle and relaxing sex resumed, and it continued for nearly an hour before Harry finally deposited Aella on her knees. She opened her mouth seemingly without even thinking about it, and he began to set the tone for her sucking his cock. He didn't demand too much from her, aside from stuffing his cock painfully all the way into her throat, but even that was as gentle as such a thing could be. He sighed with contentment and leaned back in his chair so he could enjoy himself. His hand was in her hair, but he didn't need to use it for any reason because she sucked his cock just fine on her own. Lady Greengrass happily lost herself in the submissive state of being a toy for his pleasure.
--
The following morning, Narcissa was enjoying the sun while lying on her front, topless with only a tiny thong bikini bottom on her body. Her breasts were spilling out either side as they were squashed beneath her against the chair, and it reminded her of how Harry had looked at her yesterday when she'd strutted out of the water, dripping wet. He'd called her a bronze goddess, and that compliment as well as the look in his eyes as he'd said it was one of the biggest reasons she was fitting in some more tanning right now. That look did something to her insides that she would very much like to feel again.
Right now she was thinking about how wonderful it was that the climate ward over this place made it feel as if it was a pleasant 25°C outside when in actuality it was more in the 15-18°C range outside the wards in the muggle area. She was enjoying this chance to relax and take an hour or two off from all of the sex they'd been having throughout this vacation. She wasn't surprised at all by how there was, at seemingly every hour of the day, at least one pair going at it vigorously in some manner. More often than not it was more than just one pair.
It wasn't that she disliked all of the sex; far from it. No, it was the exact opposite. She was obsessed with it; there was nothing quite like it, all of the carefree fun their group had been having while exploring so many different dynamics. There was not any worry of gossip or any sort of negative blowback or judgment for their actions and what they chose to indulge in. Everyone was so free here, and she would absolutely be joining back in for more fun in the afternoon as well as the evening. She was just taking a mild break to relax, because there was otherwise no relaxation to be had like there would be back at home. At home she could lay back, demand Astoria worship her and close her eyes while enjoying the gentle licking by the crackling fire. Here it was a constant escalation, and as thrilling as it was, it was also bloody exhausting.
"Merlin, you are the sexiest thing I've ever seen with that bronze tan," Harry's voice whispered into her ear. Narcissa had been so relaxed that she hadn't noticed his approach, and she let out a startled gasp. "It closely edged out the sight of you without the tan for that spot." Narcissa, now recovered from her surprise, laughed at that.
"I can't get the image of you from yesterday out of my mind, Cissa," he continued. "Honestly, I hope you know that I wake up each day feeling like a teenage boy with his first crush when I see any of you. I'd be the luckiest man to ever live just having one of you three, let alone everything we're building together. But I never want you to forget that every morning I wake up and my stomach does these little nervous, excited flips every time I see you beside me."
Narcissa shivered at the raw emotion she could hear in his voice, and that feeling of excitement in her own stomach that she'd felt yesterday returned now even more intensely. She wasn't even sure how to react aside from fighting back the tears that threatened to escape, but she didn't need to think about it anyway because he quickly nipped at her neck in lieu of waiting for a response. Narcissa moaned softly.
"I want you so bad," she gasped. "But I also need to relax, or else I won't have any energy for later." She was going to follow that up by letting him know that she would just find the energy somehow because she needed him to fuck her right away, but Harry responded before she could finish her thought.
"That's perfect," Harry murmured, "because I'm here to help you do just that, love. Spread your legs just a little bit for me, and then your Lord is going to make sure you're aware just how head over heels he is for his Lady."
Narcissa parted her legs as she was told, and Harry kissed down her spine. She cooed happily as he kissed his way down her body.
"Every bit of you is so beautiful," he murmured while kissing her. He rubbed and kissed at her arse once he reached it. "I'm obsessed with this, but I think you've long since figured that out with how much I paw at it." He finally stripped her little thong bikini bottoms off of her, and she was left completely naked for him to do as he liked with her.
He didn't do anything at first, and she glanced back to see what was going on. When she did she saw that he'd altered the chair she was resting in so it had a gap between her legs, and he was kneeling on the sand beneath said gap. He began to kiss her inner thighs, bringing whining moans out of her throat as he got her worked up.
"Just lie there and enjoy the sun," he told her. "I'm going to lose myself in worshipping you for a bit."
Harry slowly spread her arse cheeks apart and began with the most gentle and slow licking he'd ever given her, all of it concentrated on her arsehole. He worshipped it in a way that surely no other man in the wizarding world would, and certainly no other Lord would. Harry was one of probably three or four Lords, regardless of their blood status, who would be willing to even so much as lick a witch's pussy. The fact that he was so eager to make all of them scream with this as well had always made this act the one that reminded her just how head over heels he really was for her, to borrow the same phrase he'd used. She didn't need the reminder, but it was still greatly appreciated.
She moaned and panted, and spread her legs a bit wider as she drifted into a wonderfully hazy headspace where her pleasure was the only thing that existed. It was a perfectly relaxing experience, and the very slow buildup to her climax was no problem at all. She actually appreciated the snail's pace, because it allowed her to enjoy this blissful relaxation for even longer.
Eventually the climax did creep closer, and Narcissa reached the point where she was ready to feel it wash over her. "Please, I'm so close," she gasped. "Just a bit more, please." Harry obliged her. He hissed into her, giving her a tiny bit more intensity from his tongue, and he also sent a few fingers to slide under her body so she could hump her clit against them for some added stimulation.
It didn't take long from there for her to explode, and she did so with her body feeling relaxed even with her body growing stiff as she came. All of the tension and stress were long gone as the love of her life made her feel like a queen. In fact, even saying that didn't adequately describe what he made her feel like. She doubted even a king would do so much for his queen. Narcissa didn't know that there were words that captured what Harry was to her, but the difference in her love life now as compared to all of those years spent married to Lucius was so vast that the two could not even truly be compared to one another.
She intended to roll over and spread her legs high and wide for him once she was finished enjoying her pleasure, as she was more than ready to start having some more of their usual, rougher fun now. She was more than sure that his big, beautiful cock was ready to claim her yet again. But instead he rolled her over and grinned up at her from between her legs.
"You are so beautiful," he said. Rather than staring at her breasts like even she herself would have done from that position, his eyes were locked on hers. "So beautiful, and also so intelligent and caring. Merlin, the three of us are so lucky to have you, Lady Black."
She felt tears pricking at her eyes as she gasped, and then he gave her a different reason to gasp as he kissed across her abdomen. Narcissa felt her heartbeat lowering and her anticipation building back up again.
"Time for you to get some sun on your front, love," he said. "And it's also time for me to keep doing my duty to my Lady." She moaned softly as he began to lightly lick and suck at her. There was barely any pressure, any touches or any attention paid to her clit as he might have done if he was attempting to drive her to a quick, explosive orgasm. Instead it was clear to her that he was intent on drawing this out and making it the most wonderful experience imaginable no matter how long it took for him to pull it off. Narcissa had no clue how long the pleasure stretched and how much time he spent slowly but surely licking her, but inevitably she did get close once again.
"I love you," she whispered as he brought her back up towards the peak once again. Her hands gently ran through his hair. "You make me feel so good!" The licking continued, and she could feel the orgasm seconds away from erupting. "I'm the luckiest witch alive." She could almost cry with delight at how wonderful she felt in every respect as the climax hit her. Harry noticed, because of course he did, and he began to apply a bit more pressure and also use that glorious parseltongue of his.
Narcissa moaned loudly, and her body writhed as she came all over Harry's mouth. He eagerly lapped it all up, not stopping until she was left as little more than a puddle on the beach chair. She was so relaxed and weightless that she felt like her whole boy had been hit with a jelly-legs jinx.
"I could do this all day," Harry said, head still between her legs. With how he kissed at her inner thighs, she didn't doubt it.
"Oh fuck, Harry," she gasped as he began again. She tried to pull on him and tugged him upwards, but he stood his ground and shook his head.
"No, love," he said. "I want to concentrate all of my effort on taking care of you. That's all that matters to me right now, so just lie back and enjoy your vacation. You've worked so hard on restoring the Black family name, our family name, over the past few months, and you deserve every bit of relaxation you can get."
She did actually shed a few tears at that. The feeling of being loved so thoroughly, a feeling she'd never known before all of this started between them, settled in, and she couldn't help herself. He reached up to brush her tears away gently.
"I love you, Lady Black," he said. "Now let me show you once again just how much I do, as best I can." She squirmed and cried his name out once again, arching off of the chair from even the most tender and fleeting touches as he began the slow, relaxing march towards her orgasm.
--
Fleur could not take her eyes off of the sight she'd stumbled in on when heading back out to the beach.
Harry had her little sister bent over with her arms crossed behind her back, her forearms bound together, and he was standing behind her with both of his hands on her waist. He was using those hands to fuck her, hard. Gabi's feet were well off of the ground, and she was letting out these high-pitched grunts, squeals of pain and moans of pleasure alternately as he fucked her.
Fleur could understand the grunts and the squeals, because even from her vantage point she could see Gabrielle's stomach bulging noticeably outward with each thrust of Harry's cock deep inside of her slender body. She knew how much it had taken out of her to get fucked by that cock, and her little sister was far more petite than she was.
On the other end of Gabi Daphne crouched. She held Gabrielle's upper body up with a firm, painful fistful of hair, but everything else Daphne was doing aside from that was the opposite of painful. Yet it was that which truly made Fleur realize that this wasn't just something for this trip or perhaps a brief period of fun after they got back. Gabrielle really was owned by Harry and his girlfriends, and as she watched them Fleur had little doubt that Gabi would ever wish for it to end even had they offered to let their little veela slave free.
"You're such a good little veela, taking that huge cock inside of your little body so roughly," Daphne cooed. "I'm sure it must hurt so badly, with how it's reaching all the way up inside of you and making your cute little tummy get so big."
Gabrielle couldn't even manage a response, but Daphne didn't seem bothered by that. She teasingly ran her thumb over her veela lover's lower lip and then leaned in to kiss her, but she stopped just short and avoided Gabrielle's desperate lips. Gabi sobbed a bit at the denial.
"Please," Fleur's little sister begged desperately.
"Tongue out," Daphne replied. Gabrielle obeyed the humiliating instruction without hesitation, and Daphne giggled, leaned in and sucked on her tongue. That set Gabi off; Fleur watched her precious sister violently flail as she experienced a massive orgasm. During said orgasm Daphne kissed Gabi, at least to a degree. She never fully claimed her lips but instead kissed them, sucked on them and even bit them. Only when Gabi finished her climax did Daphne finally give her the kiss she had been so desperate for.
"Don't be a naughty girl and pass out while I go kiss my boyfriend," Daphne said, tapping Gabrielle's cheek with her finger. Gabi nodded, and Daphne continued to hold onto her silver-blonde hair as she stood up. She let Gabi's head down a bit lower so it was just below her waist, and she shuffled her body so she was standing with her head between her legs. Daphne then tightened her thighs around the veela's neck, crossing her legs at the ankles as she went up onto her tiptoes.
Daphne released her hold of Gabi's hair while she reached up for Harry. Gabrielle was choked between those perfect thighs that were clamped around her neck, and she was also getting fucked incredibly roughly by Harry. The two were muttering something to each other, likely some expression of love that Fleur couldn't make out from where she was. The way they kissed would have looked like a normal expression of affection between two people who were madly in love, if only there had not been a little veela slave involved in it all as well.
Fleur watched uneasily as Gabi's tongue lolled out of her mouth, and she drooled and seemed to be fighting to remain conscious. While Fleur was no stranger to some unique forms of sexual play, the fact that Harry and Daphne did not seem to notice Gabrielle's state was cause for concern. She hadn't planned on getting involved or even letting them know that she'd accidentally stumbled upon them during their play, but once she saw Gabi's eyes close she decided she couldn't afford to stay out of it now.
Hands grabbed her shoulders from behind just as she was about to step forward, and she startled. "Your little sister is just fine," Narcissa whispered into her ear. "Harry wouldn't allow anything seriously bad to happen to her. But if you're really that worried, I'll go save the little thing from any further torment. You'll have to do me a favor though."
Fleur nodded wildly, and Narcissa gave her a pat on the arse. "My pet here has been a very good girl these past few days," Narcissa continued. "I'm going to reward her for that behavior with your tongue between her legs for as long as she would like it. And you won't utter a word of complaint about it no matter how long it takes until she decides she's done using you."
Fleur nodded once again. She didn't default to being submissive as her little sister did, but neither did she default against it. She was certainly feeling more than a bit submissive right now as she watched Narcissa pull an excited Astoria into a rough kiss.
"We can watch for a little bit longer before we go," Narcissa said, and Fleur continued to stare.
"The poor little thing seems to be very close to passing out, you two," Narcissa said as she stepped into the room.
"Oops," Daphne said, giggling. Clearly she was well aware of Gabi's state and did not feel guilty about it at all. She released Gabi's head from between her thighs, but only after taking a firm grip of her hair once again, and she got back down into the kneeling position she'd been in when Fleur first stumbled in on them. Daphne took Gabi's tongue that was hanging out of her mouth and pinched it until she came back around.
"I told you not to be naughty," Daphne taunted her. "And yet you passed out just like I said not to." She released Gabi's tongue, and Harry slowed down enough to let Fleur's sister respond.
"Please, I tried to be good, mistress," Gabrielle apologized. "I'm so sorry for being a naughty girl."
"I'll give you a pass this time, and only this time," Daphne said, patting her cheek. "Consider it your reward for how good you were whenever we went into town."
"Thank you!" Gabi said quickly. Daphne gave her a teasing brush of her lips, and the young veela chased them and whimpered loudly at the dance. Daphne chuckled at having gotten what she wanted out of the game.
"I really do enjoy these lovely reactions," she said. She kissed Gabi gently, but ended up biting her lip at the end in what was a stark contrast to the beginning. Daphne kept her lip gently between her teeth as she pulled away, smirking, and then finally releasing it. She grinned at Narcissa next. "If Harry will be kind enough to switch positions, there are a few options for how both of us can enjoy ourselves as well." Narcissa grinned.
"Well, if you wouldn't mind sharing, I'd love to see how much more training this little thing needs to be able to get another witch off well," Narcissa said. "And I'd be happy to take care of you myself, just as I'm sure Harry would be."
"As if you even need to ask," Harry said, amused as he continued to fuck Gabrielle, albeit slower than before. Daphne gave him a little grin.
"This one needs to stop getting stuffed full of that cock of yours if she's ever going to be able to stop crying like she's being tortured while taking it," Daphne said. "And she still seems rather pent up in spite of everything, which we really do need to deal with before she goes back to school in a few days. Why don't you go ahead, bend her over the bed and see if you can fuck her so hard that she passes out? I'll enjoy Narcissa's attention, and once she's done testing out our veela slave's tongue we can always swap."
"Sounds perfect to me," Narcissa said eagerly. Harry nodded.
"Gabi, it sounds like you have an important task," he said to her. "Make sure you do your very best." Once he had Gabi bent over the bed and the fucking was underway, he closed his eyes and moaned. "Give me just a second. I've been holding this one off for about twenty minutes now, and I don't want to interrupt things once they get started." He gave her somewhere around ten very hard strokes, spun her around as he pulled out and jerked his cock so he unloaded all over her impossibly beautiful face. She squealed and shrieked in surprise, but the one thing she did not do was turn away or angle her face so she caught anything but the full blast.
Harry gave her a few hard smacks across the face with his cock, and they all laughed at how she first whimpered and then started to frantically try and chase his cock down so she could take it into her mouth with his cum all over the place. It was all over her face, in her hair and all over her tits below, and some of it dripped down even lower still. Harry continued to tease her until, with a desperate lunge, she managed to get her tongue on it. From there he allowed her to clean him up before he flipped her back into position so she was bent over the bed, and then it was straight back to roughly thrusting into her again.
"There's no real need to clean this dirty slut's face up, is there?" Narcissa said with a chuckle. "She's going to have plenty more all over it soon enough anyway." She grabbed Gabi's hair and gave it a forceful yank as she began to grind her cunt against her mouth. It didn't take long at all before Narcissa let out a loud moan. "Oh, maybe you don't have as much to learn as I thought you might! You're already hitting all the spots I love most. You must have been born to be our slave."
"I guess you don't get to pull on her hair this time, dear," Daphne said, grinning at Harry.
"That gives me a convenient excuse to indulge then," he responded playfully. There was nothing playful, however, about how he grabbed Gabrielle's hips and began to thrust into her even harder. He also gave her arse powerful spanks at random while he shagged her, just to keep things interesting and keep her guessing on when or on which cheek the next slap would land.
"Indulging yourself with that is never going to be a problem with any of us, I promise you," Daphne said, laughing loudly. She scooted forward to sit on Narcissa's face, facing away from Harry so she could stroke Narcissa's hair and look her in the eyes while she enjoyed her attention.
--
Astoria sighed, utterly relaxed and at home on the bed in the master bedroom of Harry's manor, or rather their manor. These days it really did feel like her home. Daphne and Narcissa joined her on the bed, snuggling around her, and she let out a little happy mewl.
"The vacation was perfect," Daphne said as she snuggled in. "It really was. But it's always nice to return home to our bed after being gone." Narcissa murmured an agreement, and Astoria giggled as she thought about what had been a very interesting vacation.
"I think I fell even more in love with him while we were there," she admitted. "How is that even possible? The way he made me feel when he worshipped me like I never imagined could be possible before yesterday morning…Merlin."
"You're not the only one," Daphne said. "It really was amazing. He took me out to this little isolated area where the sun was setting, pinned me down and worshipped every last part of my body." She shivered and let out a little sound of excitement that was rarely heard from her, but neither of her fellow witches teased her for it. How could they? They were fully on board with the exact feelings that created the sound, because they'd all had a similar experience during their vacation with the man they all loved.
"There is nothing that compares to those moments where he's intent on reminding us that we're truly the center of his world," Narcissa said. Astoria nodded, and her big sister hummed with agreement too.
"He was worried that I would be jealous after mum was," Astoria said, giggling. Daphne snickered against her.
"And we all saw the results there," her big sister said. Narcissa chuckled and pinched Astoria's nipples gently.
"Not quite a whipping, but you got fairly close to what you kept pestering our poor man into giving you," Narcissa said. Astoria just shivered and wriggled while enjoying the pinching.
"My silly sister will get what she wants eventually," Daphne muttered. "She always does." Astoria grinned.
Gabrielle padded into the room, clearly excited, and that indicated to the three of them that her father hadn't had any objection to her involvement with them. Or any objections or concerns he might have had were successfully smoothed over, if nothing else. Apolline had sworn up and down that he would be understanding of the rather unique situation their youngest daughter found herself in, as he was fully knowledgeable about the veela and would understand the necessity of it. She'd also promised that if he didn't seem as understanding as she expected, she would ensure that the importance of it was established. Still, it hadn't been a certainty in any of their minds that things wouldn't at least be awkward, at least until now, with Gabrielle standing in their bedroom and looking elated.
"Come, little veela," Daphne said, opening her arms. Astoria was wrapped up in a similar fashion by Narcissa, and she saw smiles on the faces of her mistress and her older sister as they pushed her and Gabrielle tightly against each other.
"Play nicely, girls," Narcissa said playfully. Astoria had no intention of doing anything but that, and neither did her new veela playmate. They lost themselves in a snog without any further prompting, and Astoria heard the telltale sounds of Daphne and Narcissa engaged in something similar above them.
Exchanges were made after that, and Astoria got to sample not just the lovely veela but her older sister and Narcissa as well. After they'd all gotten in at least one good snog with each potential partner, Astoria felt her eyes start to grow heavy. The wonderful but exhausting vacation was catching up with her, and she wasn't the only one. All four drifted off to sleep with smiles on their faces; limbs entangled and bodies smushed tightly together.
Astoria woke, but only because she was being lifted gently up onto Harry's chest as he joined them. She smiled and reached for Gabi, who she had been curled around and holding tightly against her breasts in her sleep much as Narcissa frequently did with her. Everyone shifted, with Narcissa behind her and Daphne behind Gabrielle.
"I didn't know I'd been transfigured into a mattress," Harry said, chuckling as he shifted to better accept the weight of both Astoria and their new veela pet. It was a good thing they were both so light.
"A very comfy one," Astoria mumbled sleepily. He laughed at her, and she just nuzzled and nipped at his neck before wrapping an arm and a leg over Gabrielle. The veela's little hand snaked down to grab onto his cock, finding the best possible spot even though she was still fast asleep. If she hadn't been in such a relaxed and giving mood Astoria might have been jealous, but tonight she only giggled. "I'll let her hold onto that tonight, I suppose." Harry laughed again, softer this time.
"And I suppose you'll demand that you're the one who gets to take care of it in the morning since you're being so kind tonight," he stated. Astoria kissed his neck.
"Of course," she said, fighting back a yawn so she could stake her claim. "That is my purpose, sir."
Harry kissed the top of her head while he chuckled at her statement, after which Daphne and Narcissa wrapped themselves around the three of them in a position not dissimilar to how they'd been sleeping before Harry entered. They did appear to be doing their best to avoid putting their weight on top of him, which came naturally to them after having done it so many times now in the middle of the night.
They ended up with their heads tucked into the crook of his neck, and their limbs thrown across as much of his body as possible. Harry adjusted to welcome their presence at his sides as well, wrapping an arm around each of them.
"I'm pretty sure my entire body is covered by one of you right now," he said, but he didn't sound the least bit upset about that. "I'm lucky I can even breathe." Astoria just giggled tiredly.
"Love you," she mumbled just as she fell asleep again.
--
"That must be the most improbable friend group that's ever formed in the last century," Andromeda Tonks said, looking ahead of them at Astoria, Daphne, Fleur, Gabrielle, Hermione, Pansy and Tracey all chattering excitedly about the play. The more mature members of their group of thirteen, Andromeda, her daughter Nymphadora (don't call her Nymphadora), Apolline, Narcissa, Jennifer Davis and Aella walked behind the more excitable younger group.
They'd gone with only thirteen people out of a possible maximum of fifteen they could have brought to the play. There hadn't been two others who they felt were close enough with to bring along and who would also enjoy the play, and rather than having to make an awkward decision they'd just decided to enjoy the bit of extra space.
It had been a good decision. With a few spells they'd been able to transfigure the seats into large couches, and their group had sprawled out comfortably to watch the show. It had made for an amusingly casual contrast to the very fancy and expensive outfits they'd worn, as well as the overall atmosphere of their location.
Aella wasn't sure what she'd been expecting as far as how her daughters and Narcissa would handle Gabrielle, even amongst the close group of friends they'd chosen, but clearly they'd decided that they weren't going to keep things hidden. Not among this group anyway.
The first thing that gave it away was the outfit they'd selected for the young veela. It was quite a dress; tight and extremely short, short enough to hug her arse perfectly. It also displayed a moderate amount of sideboob. But the real giveaway was the fact that the dress itself was essentially two pieces of fabric held together by strings tied up on each side, and that the gap where they crisscrossed upwards was significant enough to make it rather obvious that she was not wearing anything beneath that dress.
They hadn't been completely flagrant out in public though. Gabi had worn a large overcoat over the dress so no one outside of their group had seen anything untoward, but that she'd worn it in the first place spoke volumes about how things were going to go between her and the other four. It also gave ample hint about what they'd be sharing with the others once they were inside the box.
Astoria had happily taken a seat between Narcissa's legs, and they cuddled together under a conjured blanket. That set the tone for how everyone else would be seated, and it was a tone which was so drastically different from how everyone was dressed. It was so casual that it was like they were sprawled out at home for a lazy afternoon in rather than attending such an exclusive event and wearing some of the fanciest and most expensive dresses imaginable, looking almost like royalty.
Narcissa had thankfully behaved and not once teased Astoria during the play. Aella knew that normally her youngest would have been quite upset by that, but it seemed as if she had been looking forward to this so much that she didn't want the distraction of any sexual play or teasing, and Narcissa had understood it.
Daphne had made it abundantly clear to the entire group that they had claimed Gabi. It wasn't that she'd said it out loud; there had been no reason for her to do so. She'd taken a page out of Harry's book and simply pulled the veela onto her lap. Daphne had whispered something into Gabrielle's ear, and just what she'd whispered was made obvious when the veela promptly put her hands behind her back. Once that was done, Daphne casually held the submissive veela by the throat.
Hermione's eyes had bugged out to a comical degree when she saw that, something which Tonks and Pansy pounced on and teased her for. Tracey looked a bit jealous by the intimacy, which Aella understood since her mother/Aella's best friend had whispered to her about Tracey having recently broken up with her boyfriend. There had been no fight or dramatic falling out according to Jennifer, who said that the boy was a very nice young man, but unfortunately there was just no spark and things hadn't worked out. Given her newly single status, it was no surprise that Tracey was a bit envious seeing her close friend and her new playmate together.
"And I thought my daughter was bad," Andromeda had said, chuckling at the display.
"You named me Nymphadora, mother," the daughter in question snapped back. "What did you expect?" That had gotten a nice laugh out of everyone, and whatever awkwardness might have been there was pretty well taken care of. In addition, Apolline had quietly explained things to Jennifer regarding Gabrielle, which led to Jennifer teasingly asking if Fleur was like that in private too. Fleur, not missing a beat, said that perhaps one day she would get the chance to find out for herself. Aella had greatly enjoyed watching her girlfriend get one over on her longtime close friend. It was one of her favorite things to do as well, and watching Fleur do it had been similarly entertaining.
Back in the present, Aella laughed along with Narcissa at Andromeda's little quip. "Astoria is acting almost exactly as she did when her father and I took her to her first play," she said. "She was just a sweet little thing back then."
"Fleur and Gabrielle are making me recall similar memories," Apolline said with a smile. Narcissa just smiled, looking quite pleased with her lot in life.
A quick portkey trip brought them back to Greengrass Manor, where the men in their lives called an end to their poker game so they could come over and join them as they settled in.
Harry didn't bother hiding his desire for Daphne, Astoria or Narcissa, giving each one of them a passionate kiss hello. Daphne was the last of the three, and she happened to be standing up when he reached her. When she hooked a leg around him, the very leg that happened to have a slit up the side of her dress, Harry surprised even Aella by boldly grabbing her arse with both hands and pulling her in closer.
Her daughter didn't complain about it though. She just tightened her arms around his neck to pull him into an even deeper kiss, and it was only a second or two later before Tracey spoke up.
"Perhaps you lot should take things upstairs if you can't control yourselves," Tracey drawled, drawing several laughs from the onlookers.
While everyone else was laughing, Harry reached his free arm out towards Gabrielle and pulled her into him. Before he'd reached for her she had looked shy and unsure, as if she wasn't sure if she should expect a kiss like his three established lovers had gotten. But if such worries had existed, Harry stole them away by kissing the newest addition to his 'family' passionately. Gabi melted into him, and if any one of them had failed to notice how over the moon the young veela was with Harry and her situation in general, they were closing their eyes and willfully blinding themselves to reality.
He and his group sat down, Gabi being shared between Harry and Daphne while Narcissa rested against Harry's shoulder, sharing him with Astoria in turn. They made quite an unforgettable group of five, but no one who saw them could deny that they just seemed to fit.
For once, the conversation between them was not charged with sexual innuendo. The witches who would usually instigate most of that were too busy talking excitedly about their evening out, and Harry was content to let them.
--
Gabrielle was half-asleep and slumped face-first across Harry, as she had been for twenty minutes now. Her arms clung to his neck, and she could think of no better place to be. It certainly didn't hurt that she was still wearing the short little dress with nothing on underneath it, and in order to prevent her from flashing her bare arse to everyone present he had to palm said arse and hold the dress in place. She let out a purr, not really aware of what she was doing but simply enjoying her situation while half-asleep.
"Maybe you should take this adorable little veela home before she drools all over us again," she vaguely heard Astoria mutter.
"This is the first time I can think of that you haven't been itching to get out of here right alongside me," Harry replied.
"You can wait," Astoria said, giggling. "We're not done talking about our night out."
"Well I wouldn't want to get in the way of that, would I?" Harry said. Gabrielle was aware of being lifted up into Harry's strong arms effortlessly as he stood up, but she didn't pay any attention to what was happening. She was far too comfortable being held by him. "Seems like my girlfriends have dismissed me and ordered me to go home and tuck someone in." There was laughter and good-natured ribbing, but Gabrielle ignored it in favor of burrowing deeper into Harry's chest as she dozed.
"Everyone knows you're just relieved that you don't have to hear anything else about the play," Narcissa said as Gabrielle was carried slowly across the room.
"I have no idea why you would think something like that," Harry answered, and then Gabrielle fell asleep altogether.
By the time she woke up, she was in the big, comfortable bed that she'd come to think of as hers, the bed she shared with Harry and the three other witches, and he was already halfway across the room away from her.
"Oh, I didn't mean to fall asleep," she whined, feeling irritated with herself. Harry chuckled and looked back towards her.
"Well, you have had quite an eventful time of it since Christmas," he said. "I think it's understandable." Gabrielle groaned and stretched her arms, then winced at how sore her body still was from their last fuck in the morning. But she forgot about her soreness soon enough when she noticed his eyes staring at her bare breasts. Gabrielle blushed, but she was pleased to have his attention.
"Is there anything I can do for you, master?" she asked submissively. Harry shook his head.
"You need to be able to walk properly tomorrow rather than stumbling around all bowlegged, so a shag is probably not the best idea at the moment," he answered. She blushed, but she wasn't going to give up so easily. If he wouldn't fuck her, she would just have to be of service to him in some other way.
"Will you let me practice sucking your cock instead?" she offered.
"I don't think I'll ever deny you that, little one," he said. He turned back to face her fully, walked across the room and got onto the bed beside her, but when she moved to crawl down between his legs so she could service him he shook his head and put his hands on her slender shoulders to stop her.
"No," he said. "Arse up here. I'm also never going to pass up the chance to play with this amazing bum." Gabrielle blushed again at the compliment, but she kneeled dutifully so her arse was high up and exactly where he wanted it. She also arched her back so she could begin to lick and kiss at the cock that had brought her so much. His balls got plenty of attention as well, just like they deserved.
On the other end, Harry proceeded to give her arse some light smacks and squeezes, and he also teased her with the occasional rub of his fingers between her legs. Whenever she did something he really enjoyed, like when she managed to fit both of his balls into her mouth at the same time and suck them for all she was worth, he would moan and tell her what a good girl she was. She couldn't imagine any greater reward.
Gabrielle tried to be the best cocksucker that she could for him, but having been part of his group for long enough to see the other girls in action, she knew she was not quite measuring up to the best. It became very frustrating for her that no matter how hard she tried, she could only get maybe a third of the way down his cock at best before her little mouth could take no more. She was supposed to be a veela; such failure was shameful! She pulled her mouth off of his cock, embarrassed at her performance.
"I'm sorry I'm so bad at this, sir," she said, hanging her head. "It's just that your cock is so big and my mouth is so small. But I promise I won't give up!" She feared disappointing him above all, but he laughed and gave her arse a gentle squeeze.
"You have nothing to apologize for, little one, because it feels wonderful," he said. She could feel his words soothing her embarrassment and reaffirming her worth. "I don't think you'll ever be able to fit more than half of it in your mouth no matter how hard you work, but you don't need to. You're doing amazing as it is, and over time you're going to get even better."
"Thank you for letting me practice," she said softly.
"You're very welcome," he said, laughing. Gabrielle dutifully began again, returning to sucking her master and doing her best to please him. She stopped despairing over what she couldn't do and focused on what she could; doing her best to find every spot that he enjoyed and commit them all to memory. Her mouth lavished attention on areas that might get less attention from his other lovers who could swallow his cock whole, like his balls and that sensitive spot just underneath them.
He hissed and moaned with pleasure when she licked him there, and that seemed to be a promising sign. She did her best to use her tongue and her hands to make up for not being able to take much of his cock into her throat, and having already learned how much he enjoyed a nice sloppy blowjob, she didn't hold back in that regard.
"That's a good girl," he said. "Such a good girl." Gabrielle got lost in his praise, as well as the way he played with her arse, rubbed between her legs and how he stroked her hair tenderly with his other hand. She allowed the wonderful feeling of submitting and doing a good job at pleasing her master to wash over her. This was it. This was what she'd been waiting for all this time, and Harry and his girls had given it to her. She was where she belonged, and she was doing what she was meant to do.
She wound up getting so lost in giving him pleasure that she was surprised when she found herself moaning around his cock. She hadn't been able to differentiate the pleasure of her building orgasm from the pleasure of submitting to him and pleasing him, not until her pleasure spiked in intensity.
"Please, master, may I cum?" she asked desperately. She felt the orgasm rushing up on her so quickly that she wasn't sure she could stop it no matter how hard she tried, and she didn't know what she would do if he refused to give her permission.
"Go ahead," he said. "You've been working so hard for me, and sucking my cock like such a good little girl for half an hour now. You've more than earned it."
Gabi wondered how it could possibly have been that long, but then she could think of nothing other than the gigantic orgasm that tore through her body from nothing any more focused than his fingers gently playing with her.
"Watching you shake is always so enjoyable, especially when I have this view," Harry said while giving her arse a little pat. "I'm close, Gabi. Be a good little girl and swallow as much of it as you can, and then clean it all up afterwards."
She nodded and did her very best, and she was elated when she heard his moans get louder. That elation rose when he came into her mouth while moaning and telling her what a good little girl she was. Gabrielle was happy to be his good little girl, and she swallowed as much of his cum as she could. She was proud that she managed to take his hips bucking up and forcing his cock deeper without retching it all back up or having to pull off of his cock and thus ruining the experience for him. That would have been the biggest disaster she could ever imagine, but it did not come to pass.
Gabrielle did wind up licking up far more of his cum during his clean-up than she'd swallowed during his orgasm, but she didn't let that get her down. She was too busy taking both of his balls back into her mouth and humming happily around them. The veela was so pleased to be able to do this for him, and she would keep his balls between her cheeks for as long as he wanted them to be there.
"That's enough," he said, giving her arse a pat. "I want you to shake that arse up and down my cock, little one. Feel free to go as slow or as fast as you'd like. I just want to be able to spend hours watching this perfect bum of yours bounce and shake for me."
She hastened to obey, moaning and crying out in pain when she sank down onto him. He stretched her arse to the brink like always, and she did her best to give him the best view of the act that she could think of by arching up, putting her hands behind her back and her face into the bedding. She slowly bucked her hips up and down on his huge cock, and every single trip amazed her with just how long it took her to reach the top. It was so high up that it was difficult to keep her back arched, and she felt her lower back cramping a bit thanks to how arched it became when she got her hips all the way up there.
"Merlin, this really is an amazing view," he said. "You're being such a good little girl right now. Your girlfriends were very proud of your behavior tonight, you know. If you keep behaving so well during your first week at school, they want me to make you scream with my tongue come Friday."
"Really, sir?" Gabrielle asked breathlessly, gasping with excitement at that.
"Yes, really," he said, laughing just before giving her arse a hard smack. "But you have to be on your absolute best behavior for us." She moaned.
"I'll always do my best for you!" she cried. "For all of you! I promise!" She moaned as another orgasm crept up from the idea he had just put in her head,
"I'm sure you will," Harry said. "Now let me see you cum again. It's going to be a long week for you without any orgasms while you're away at school, so you'd better take every last one you can get tonight before the other girls come home. Once they're here, you know you'll be taking care of whatever needs they have, because that's what good little girls like you are for."
Gabrielle screamed and bit down on the bedding as her orgasm arrived, just as huge as the last. It was the exciting thoughts he'd just given her that were the biggest cause of her pleasure. And it wasn't just thoughts of the reward he'd dangled in front of her at the end of the week provided she was good that excited her, but servicing the others too. As he'd said, that was what she was for. That was her role in this family, and it was the role she'd always wanted.
Her teeth bit the bedding even harder at the pain that came when he grabbed her hips, taking over for her in slamming her body up and down on his cock while she came. It was agonizing to take something so huge inside of her little arse this roughly, but that agony also made her climax so much more satisfying.
She could only thank Merlin and whoever else that she'd found a man and a family who could give her everything that she needed.