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We have come to the end of our story. And at the end, there is just smut.

Chapter 44

Lucius was certainly true to his word. After another few moments of rest, Lucius' hand was sliding up her thigh. He pulled her toward him and kissed her, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. His fingers explored her center and tapped her sensitized clit, still swollen from earlier. Hermione felt herself being wound up again and soon Lucius had her panting. Right when she was a few seconds away from coming on his fingers, Lucius rolled her on her back and slammed into her.

"Yes," he hissed. He gently rubbed his check against hers, at odds with how firmly he entered her. "There is that sweet little cunt I have been waiting for. I have fantasized about pounding into you for so long, Pet."

Hermione yelled out at his first thrust, because he hit her clit again. It only took a few plunges in, tapping against her sensitive clit to make her come again. Hermione clenched around him and Lucius powered through. Soon he exploded in her, shouting her name and collapsing on her.

Hermione looked over to Draco, not too far away on the bed. He was sitting up against the headboard, staring at her with lust-filled eyes, and stroking himself. He was definitely ready to go again.

"Doesn't she have the tightest little pussy, Father?" Draco asked.

Lucius pulled out slowly and rolled off to the side.

"Our wife is perfect, absolutely perfect," Lucius gave a sated grin and worked to catch his breath.

As soon as Lucius' weight was lifted off her, Draco's strong arms pulled her into his lap and down on his waiting cock. Hermione wrapped her legs around him and locked her ankles at the small of his back. She braced her hands on his broad, muscular shoulders.

"Perfect," Draco groaned before he caught her mouth in a kiss. His tongue caressed and pushed against hers. His hands went to her waist and he began lifting her up and down, sliding in and out of her channel, now drenched with Draco's come, Lucius' come, and her own wetness. Hermione just enjoyed feeling him as he bounced her up and down. Draco shifted her around on his lap a few times until one angle made her cry out. He had tilted her so the thick, ridged head on his penis rubbed against her g-spot over and over again. Hermione was moaning and crying out every time he pulled her down on him.

"Look at her, Father," Draco panted. "Look how her perfect tits bounce."

"They are perfect, just the right size," Lucius smiled, languidly stroking himself though he was only half-hard. "Make her come, Draco. I love watching her come."

Draco picked up the speed slightly and Hermione was going mad. It took her longer to come from stimulating the g-spot, but it was so worth the extra work.

"Do you like it, Pet?" Lucius purred. "Do you like bouncing on Draco's cock?"

"Yes!" Hermione shouted, trying to go faster.

"I want to see you come all over him, my sweet wife," Lucius continued. "I want to hear you scream your release."

Just a few more times up and down, and Hermione was screeching her orgasm. Her whole body shook and then she collapsed against Draco's chest. He kept lifting her up and down a few times before he roared his own release. Recovering, Draco cradled her to him and stroked her hair. After a few moments, Draco lifted her off his spent shaft and Hermione felt a trickle of fluid run down her thigh.

"Can you walk?" Lucius asked lounging propped up on his elbow with his head resting in his palm.

"I don't know," Hermione admitted. Her legs felt like jelly at the moment.

"Let's all take a shower and find out," Lucius smiled.

Lucius slid out of bed and stretched in all his naked glory. Hermione ventured to stand up as well. She wobbled for a second, but her footing was firm and she took a few steps toward the bathroom.

"Ah, I see we have more work to do," Lucius grinned. Hermione looked at him confused. "Draco promised you wouldn't be able to walk after tonight. Clearly that hasn't happened yet."

Hermione smiled and heard Draco chuckle from the bed.

"Coming?" Hermione called to him.

"You two go on without me," Draco sighed, smiling. "I still need to catch my breath. I will be in in a minute."

Hermione smirked, proud that she had exhausted the young wizard and walked to the shower. Lucius followed her and gave her a swat on the rear, laughing, which made her jump and squeal.

"Hey!" Hermione protested while Lucius smiled devilishly and went past her to start the shower. The shower chamber filled up with steam almost instantly. She caught a glance of herself in the mirror and chuckled. Her once elegantly arranged hair was in disarray. There were bite marks on her neck and shoulders as well as finger shaped bruises on her hips from Draco's hands. She smiled. She had been so engrossed in their activities that she had not even noticed.

"Gorgeous," Lucius smiled, coming up behind her and trailing his fingers along all the marks. "Let's get you all cleaned up."

Lucius led her into the shower and Hermione stepped under the spray. She looked over at Lucius, who was sitting on the bench watching her.

"Are you being a voyeur?" she asked, smiling over her shoulder.

"How could I not watch the most alluring, exquisite witch I have ever known?" Lucius smiled lustily. Hermione scoffed and rolled her eyes at his flattery, but she also could not suppress her grin. "What, you don't believe me?"

"I know I am pretty and I know you find me appealing, but the most exquisite witch you have ever known?" Hermione laughed. "I have seen your last wife you know. We are married now. You don't need to lay it on so thick."

"Don't mention Narcissa." Lucius made a sour face. "Thinking about her will make me go soft. You are exquisite, Pet. I know you don't believe me, but maybe you will someday. When you walked down that aisle this evening, many wizards - and some witches - ardently wished to be in our place. You don't have to believe it to make it true."

Hermione blushed and washed her hair. She did understand that she was pretty when she dressed up, but she still thought Lucius was overstating things.

"Now," Lucius drawled after she rinsed the conditioner out of her wet curls. "If we are going to play voyeur, let's make it a bit more stimulating."

Lucius activated several of the shower's water jets. Two sprays of water shot right between her legs, making her gasp. Hermione closed her eyes, leaned back against the tile, and let the water lap gently at her swollen core. It felt amazing.

"What a beautiful sight," she heard Draco murmur from the shower door.

Hermione lazily opened her eyes to see him standing there naked, watching her. Lucius was also watching her, still sitting on the bench, but now stroking his stiff cock. Draco stepped inside and shut the shower door, leaning back up against it and taking himself in hand as well.

Hermione moved her hips so the water went back and forth across her clit. She ran her hands up her torso and squeezed her breasts, pinching her nipples. She moaned and arched her back.

"Spread your legs, Pet," Lucius rasped. "I want to see you."

"Yes, my Lord," Hermione purred, making Lucius groan. She widened her legs and tilted her hips so they could both see where the water was hitting her. She continued to play with her breasts and moaned throatily. Hermione trailed one hand down to her center. She used her fingers to spread herself open, allowing one jet of water to shoot up into her opening while the other sprayed lightly at her clit. Her moaning intensified. Hermione was getting so close to coming. Performing for Lucius and Draco this way made her so much more excited.

"You like this don't you, Pet?" Lucius asked, rubbing himself a bit faster. "You like spreading your legs for us, showing us that delicious cunt."

"Yes," Hermione moaned, drawing out the word.

"You are our dirty little witch, aren't you?" Lucius panted.

"Yes," Hermione repeated, locking her eyes with Lucius. She loved how unhinged he looked - watching her pleasure herself, panting, and pulling on his cock. "I am yours, yours and Draco's, my Lord."

Lucius was up off the bench in a flash and hoisted her up, his hands gripping her arse and her knees bending over his elbows. He pushed his organ into her waiting channel. Having one of her husbands inside her was so much more satisfying than the water jets. Hermione's back was pressed against the cool tiles as Lucius thrust into her repeatedly. He felt amazing but he was not quite going fast or hard enough to make her come - and she had been so close.

"Faster!" Hermione urged, trying to thrust her pelvis into him. The way her legs were draped over his arms, her body almost bent in half, made it impossible for her to control the pace.

"Now, now, Pet. Be patient," Lucius chided. "You are ours now. We get to say when you come, naughty little witch."

Hermione whimpered in protest.

"I know what you were doing, teasing me so I would come over and fuck you," Lucius smiled, still keeping his steady but somewhat sedate pace. "You wanted my cock in that sweet cunt of yours, didn't you, Pet?"

"Yes!" Hermione groaned. She was right on the edge and wanted to come so badly. She looked over Lucius' shoulder to see Draco stroking himself intently, smirking at her. Hermione tried to think of what to do to make Lucius go faster. Then she remembered the jets.

"Yes, my Lord," Hermione repeated. Then she locked eyes with Draco. "I wanted your cock in me. I can't get enough. I want you and Draco to fill me up, so I'm dripping with your come."

Draco's eyes rolled up into his head and he rubbed himself quicker. She felt Lucius falter and then start to speed up, before he caught himself and went back to his original pace.

"You are a naughty witch," Lucius breathed.

"I could be naughtier," Hermione purred, nipping his earlobe hard. She wandlessly activated the jet under Lucius, sending a strong jet of water to his rear entrance. She simultaneously did the same to Draco. Both Malfoys gasped and Draco let forth a stream of swear words, his fist working his pulsing cock like lightening.

"So naughty," Lucius grunted, finally increasing his speed. Hermione set the jet to follow his movements and Lucius let out a long groan.

Hermione decided to make the jets pulsate and added a second to Draco, hitting him right under his balls.

"Fuck!" Draco shouted as a came, shooting all over the shower floor and dripping down his fist.

"Oh you are in so much trouble, Pet," Lucius panted, ramming into her and giving her exactly what she needed. Hermione finally felt her long-denied orgasm rip through her. She dug her fingernails into Lucius' shoulders and screamed her hard-won release. She felt herself clenching around Lucius so hard he had trouble thrusting through her orgasm. He reached up, grasped a handful of her wet hair, and tugged so that her face was tilted to his. Lucius' lips captured hers, his tongue and his teeth dominating her mouth. He did not let her go until he came, roaring her name - his hand squeezing her rear end so hard Hermione was sure he would leave a mark. Lucius slumped against her, trying to catch his breath.

"I may have underestimated you, Pet," Lucius rasped with a sated grin on his face. "You are not just naughty, you're a wicked witch. I can see now that I am going to have to teach you many lessons. However, we will have to put off the lesson for the water jet stunt until I have more energy."

Hermione gave an exhausted giggle and Lucius delicately set her down. Her legs wobbled, but she remained standing.

Draco was rinsing himself off and Hermione went over to him under the spray and wrapped her arms around him while Lucius soaped up.

"Still standing I see," Draco smiled, leaning down to kiss the tip of her nose. "I guess our work isn't done yet. That water jet by the way, brilliant."

"I am glad you liked it," Hermione smiled, rubbing her cheek against his wet chest.

"Between hearing you talk dirty and those jets, I could not contain myself," Draco grinned, hugging her close. "Father is right, you are wicked, and that's wonderful."

"I've said it before, but I will say it again," Lucius said, rinsing off. "Hermione is the perfect witch for us."

"She is absolutely," Draco squeezed Hermione to him.

They shut off the water and left the shower chamber. Draco and Lucius took turns drying her. Draco lamented about the bruises he caused on her hips, but Hermione dismissed his concern, insisting that she was perfectly fine. Sometimes good, athletic sex left telltale signs. True to his personality, Lucius admired the hand mark he left on her arse when he came so enthusiastically.

Hermione felt a bit unsteady, but could still walk back to the bed - entirely naked, but now clean. Draco scooped her up when they got near the bed and tossed her in the center. Her naked husbands stood at the foot of the bed and stared. Hermione started to feel a little self-conscious.

"Are we starting our naked days now?" Hermione asked propping herself up on her elbows, crossing her ankles, and arching a brow.

"That might startle everyone who comes to brunch tomorrow to see us off on our honeymoon," Lucius laughed.

"Especially your parents," Draco chuckled.

The Malfoys crawled onto the bed on either side of Hermione. The both looked predatory.

"What do you want, Kitten?" Draco asked, looking sinfully good as he trailed his fingertips over her torso.

"Hmmm," Hermione stretched out, testing her muscles. She winced. She was sure she was going to be sore tomorrow. She reached down and started stroking him. "Nothing too athletic. I've been very thoroughly shagged and I don't know how much more I have in me. From the look on your face, I imagine you already know what you want."

"I do," Draco admitted. "I want to try that tight little arse of yours - but only if you want, if you liked it earlier."

"It was...different," Hermione admitted, running her fingers over Draco's length. "But I did like it."

Hermione looked over at Lucius, who was leaning up against the headboard with his arms crossed behind his head. He looked happy, relaxed, and tired.

"I want to watch Draco fuck that beautiful arse of yours," Lucius smirked, adjusting his semi-hard cock.

Hermione rolled onto her belly and stretched like a cat, arching her back and lifting her backside. Draco positioned himself right behind her and slowly rubbed his hands up and down her spine. He leaned over her, spooning her – covering her entirely with his body. He nuzzled the nape of her neck and reached around to palm her breasts, pinching her nipples.

"Mmmm," Draco hummed. "Your skin is so soft and warm."

Hermione turned her head and found Draco's lips. She loved the way he felt, molded against her. Draco began kissing the side of her neck then planted kisses all the way down her spine, to the small of her back. Next thing she knew, his tongue was lapping at her core, and Hermione gasped. She looked up to see Lucius, smiling contently, lazily rubbing his now stiff cock.

Hermione crawled the few feet that separated them, positioning herself between Lucius' legs. Draco soon caught up and resumed licking her, making her moan. He began rubbing her back entrance with a wet finger, stimulating and stretching her. She had never had so much sex in one night and had lost count of how many times she had come. Everything between her legs felt hyper-sensitized, so simple little flicks of Draco's tongue on her clit made Hermione close to coming.

Hermione leaned forward and took Lucius in her mouth. He groaned happily and threaded a hand through her hair, not guiding her movements at all, but stroking her hair. Hermione moaned around Lucius' cock, overwhelmed by Draco sucking directly on her clit and two of his fingers pushing in and out of her rear. She came quite unexpectedly, crying out and shuddering.

Draco sat up and murmured the Olearius charm, lubricating her fully. Hermione felt his blunt head push against her and she concentrated on relaxing. Draco pushed in slowly and Hermione ran her tongue over Lucius' straining member. When Draco was fully seated, she swirled Lucius' ridged cap into her mouth, making him groan.

"Okay, Kitten?" Draco checked. His voice sounded labored, strained. Hermione knew he was trying to be gentle with her and hold back. She let Lucius go with a wet pop.

"Fuck me, Draco," she rasped turning back to look at him over her shoulder.

"Of course, my sweet wife," Draco panted with a glint of amusement in his eyes.

Draco began pushing in and out of her, looking for a good pace. Hermione reclaimed Lucius' cock and explored him with her mouth. Soon Draco developed a strong, fast pace that was also serving to push Hermione's mouth on and off on Lucius. Hermione concentrated on sucking on the upstroke, when Draco pulled back. Draco buggering her felt different since only one of her holes down there was being filled. Hermione decided that she quite liked it. It felt a little taboo and naughty, which she enjoyed. She knew she was dripping with arousal.

"Feels good, doesn't she, Draco?" Lucius panted.

"So tight, Father," Draco grunted. "So good."

Hermione looked up and saw Lucius staring down, watching his shaft disappearing into her mouth and coming back out slick with her spit. His eyes were half closed and he was breathing heavily. Hermione managed to reach his bollocks with her hand and began massaging them. She extended one finger to rub the spot right underneath, making Lucius buck up into her mouth and shout his encouragement. At the same time, Draco reached around and began furiously rubbing Hermione's overworked clit.

"Oh, Pet, I'm going to come," Lucius warned, straining. She could feel his balls draw up and his length start to throb. His come hit the back of her throat and kept shooting in thick jets. She did not know how he had that left, given that he had come so much already.

While Lucius was still coming, Draco's rubbing paid off and Hermione came hard, yet again. She wailed her release and Lucius fell out of her mouth, splashing across her open mouth and down her chin. Draco followed right behind them. He pulled out and came across the small of her back. She could feel it dripping down her cheeks.

Hermione collapsed with her head resting on Lucius' thigh and worked to catch her breath. Lucius stroked her hair out of her face and Draco flopped down on his back next to them, panting hard.

"That was one of the sexiest things I have ever seen," Lucius smiled. "My come splashed across your face and dripping out of your mouth."

"You've both made me all sticky," Hermione managed. "I need another shower, but I don't think my legs work anymore."

"Mission accomplished," Draco grinned. "Sorry about the mess, but I couldn't help it. I wanted to see you covered in my come."

The three of them rested for a moment. Draco cast a Scourgify over them all and Hermione crawled up to a pillow. She was utterly exhausted and could not have been happier. Lucius laid down to one side while Draco was on the other. Draco leaned over and kissed her swollen lips gently.

"Good night, my wife," Draco smiled and draped an arm over her waist.

"Goodnight, my husband," Hermione responded before turning her head. Lucius gave her a sweet, soft, lingering kiss.

"You've made me so happy," Lucius whispered. He took her hand and held it to his chest.

"You both have made me happy," Hermione smiled. "Happy and exhausted. Best wedding night ever."

Hermione closed her eyes. She listened to her husband's breathing and felt their warmth on her skin. A contented smile drifted across her face as she fell asleep. Being Lady Malfoy and married to these two would not always be easily, but it would certainly not be dull.

Thank you all again for reading!

I have a planned sequel, Being Lady Malfoy, but the problem is that only a very little of that sequel is on paper - the rest is still swimming around in my brain. I have one part of the plot figured, but I feel like I don't have enough to support a whole BLM 2. So if anyone has thoughts, ideas, or just things they'd like to see happen to our triad (or their friends) let me know in a review or a PM. I won't make any promises, obviously, but I am open to anything so there are no bad suggestions! ;-) Most of my stories start out as half-formed ideas anyways. :-)

In the mean time, I wrote two other completed stories unrelated to this one and will post them!