บท 14: Fleur Delacour Pt. 4
Harry laughs at that, and then reaches up to remove her blindfold. Fleur's eyes open up and she blinks as the young wizard lays her back on the staff table, right between two other women. Looking side to side, Fleur is expecting Hermione and Daphne, or perhaps the two Professors she'd heard Harry had tamed. What she ISN'T expecting is her mother and her sister, both bound and gagged as they lay there, flushed with arousal and moaning quietly.
Then she looks up, and finds herself staring at herself, at her and her mother and her sister, all laid out before Harry. Her female family members had been watching every last second of Fleur's humiliation, of her submission, through a scrying spell. They'd seen EVERYTHING. With a shudder, Fleur looks into her master's eyes.
"M-Master?"
Grinning, Harry steps in between her spread legs, his cock slipping inside of her ready-and-waiting cunt right then and there. Even as he begins to fuck her atop the staff table, his hands reach out and he plays with her mother and her sister, groping and kneading their tits, much to their satisfaction.
"Do you like my pets? Mm, I must confess, the charade was fun to keep up. I suppose you thought you kept your intentions hidden, from both your mother and dear Gabrielle?"
Fleur's eyes widen slightly, and she glances to both in shock. Neither are paying her any mind of course, focused on the pleasure Harry is bringing their aroused bodies instead.
"Well, you didn't. The two of them knew your plans, as well as your reasons for coming to Hogwarts, from the moment you broke the news at the dinner table. Each of them came to me, separately, for very different reasons. The effect seems to be the same, doesn't it? I wonder, Apolline… have you changed your mind about what you want me to do with your daughters?"
With a casual wave of his hand, the gag leaves the mature veela's mouth, and Apolline Delacour shudders as she happily betrays her husband, right then and there.
"Y-Yessss… I was… mm, I was wrong. I see that now. Do it… Master. Claim us, claim the whole Delacour set for your pleasure."
Fleur stares at her mother in shock, even as Harry grins wickedly and gives Apolline's tit another squeeze.
"That I will… though I have to ask, are you lactating?"
The older veela blushes deeply as she bites her lower lip and nods.
"Mature veela, especially ones who have already mothered children, are prone to lactation when aroused, Master…"
That gets a wide, wicked grin from Harry, as a considering look crosses his face.
"How… intriguing. That brings to mind all sorts of filthy ideas. But first…"
Another wave of his hand and Gabrielle's gag comes out next. The beautiful veela, only a year younger than her shell-shocked sister, immediately answers Harry's unspoken question, before he can even get the words out.
"Y-Yes! Yes, a thousand times yes! Please Master, please take me and make it official! Make me your hot little veela pet, right alongside my slut of a sister!"
Chuckling darkly, Harry pulls his hands back off of their tits and waves both at the same time. In a moment, both Apolline and Gabrielle are as naked and exposed as Fleur, as well as unbound.
"Very well then. Girls… why don't you show your mother how much you appreciate her bringing you into this world. Those knockers of hers are getting rather large. Go ahead and drink your fill."
Fleur and Gabrielle both blush scarlet at the obscene command, and the two young veelas exchange a glance, before they move to obey in unison. Crawling to either side of Apolline as the older veela stretches out, two heads of silvery-blonde hair descend as Fleur and Gabrielle latch onto their mother's nipples, one apiece, and begin to suck.
Listening to them drink Apolline's milk as the woman moans wantonly from the sensation, Harry grins wickedly. Then, he steps forward and spreads the mature veela's legs apart, taking in the sight of her dripping wet cunt. She certainly wasn't virginal, given the evidence on either side of her, but that didn't phase Harry, not even one bit.
Ever since the Delacour Matriarch had let slip that veela didn't submit to wizards like normal witches did, ever since she'd demanded that he stay away from her daughters… ever since she'd told him that he couldn't possibly expect to break hundreds of years of tradition without consequences… Harry had been REALLY looking forward to this.
His cock buries itself in Apolline Delacour's cunt in one smooth motion, and the veela mother cries out as her insides clench down along every last inch of his length. He burrows in and slams up against her cervix, only to bust through in that very first thrust, much to her shock and surprised pleasure. An explosive orgasm wracks the older veela's body immediately, but it doesn't manage to dislodge her thirsty daughters as they hang on, drinking their fill as Harry had commanded.
Grinning ferally at the sight of pure debauchery before him, the powerful young wizard begins to fuck the Delacour Matriarch right there atop the Hogwarts Staff Table. Dumbledore's chair is actually right behind the woman's head as he rails into her with all his might, but Harry couldn't have cared less. In fact, desecrating the staff table is its own special kind of pleasure as he enjoys sticking it to the old man who he blamed for several of the things wrong with his life.
While he suspected the old fool meant well, living in a cupboard under the stairs for much of his life when he hadn't truly had to didn't go far in endearing Harry to the man. Dumbledore wasn't evil… he was simply negligent, in more ways than one. Leaving Harry with magic-hating muggles was the first strike. Assuming Sirius' guilt and not doing his due diligence in investigating the deaths of Harry's parents was the second.
And the final strike was almost certainly the way Dumbledore had tried to block the magical adoption of Harry BY Sirius over the summer, so that the man could officially declare his godson as his heir. Luckily, the interference had failed. Harry would never live with the Dursley's, ever again… and now that he knew just how the Wizarding World worked, the powerful young wizard was going to immensely enjoy himself, all while getting the pettiest of revenges on the Headmaster of Hogwarts.
Fucking a beautiful, voluptuous veela right atop the table where the man usually ate was simply one of those. And Apolline certainly enjoyed it, Harry could tell that much. The buxom blonde moaned wantonly as Harry fucked her senseless, and her hands curled into the hair of each of her daughters as she ground their faces into her tits. It was clear that the veela was sensitive there, and it was also clear that both Fleur and Gabrielle either had a thing for their mother, or a taste for their mother's milk.
The two young beauties drink and drink and drink some more as Harry plows their mother senseless, and Apolline absolutely loses herself in the pleasure, already hopelessly turned on from the viewing of her eldest daughter getting completely and utterly dominated, while her youngest lay next to her, bound and gagged and watching the same thing. It was humiliating, for them to be brought so low as a family. The Delacours had long been Matriarchal, even if the men of the household had had important jobs in the Wizarding Governments.
Now though, Apolline doubted that even HER mother, if she was still alive, could have truly resisted Harry's aura. It was as Fleur said. The powerful young wizard was practically spraying his magical juices everywhere, a nice great big sign that drew in even the most independent of creatures… such as veela. Submitting as she was… it may not have been a 'done' thing, just as she'd tried to condescendingly tell Harry before… but it felt RIGHT, and that was enough for Apolline at that point.
In truth, the older veela had simply reached the point where she wanted Harry's big fat cock inside of her, and now that it was, Apolline knew she'd never give it up again. Her cunt walls tighten and grip and squeeze at her master's shaft as she cries out and orgasms along his dick time and time again, until finally, Harry lets out a grunt of his own, and begins to fill her with his seed, pumping a thick, magically-infused load of cum into her womb.
The experience ruins Apolline both permanently and temporarily. In that moment, the veela matriarch knows there's no coming back from this. She's going to continue to betray her husband for Harry James Potter, a young man less than half her age. She's going to allow him to do as he likes her with and her family, and she's not going to fight him for even a moment.
Temporarily, Apolline loses all sense after that epiphany, as one last explosive orgasm hits her. Harry pulls out just as she's squealing, her grips on her daughters' heads tightening for just a moment before she lets go entirely, her arms flopping back over her head as her eyes roll back in her skull and her tongue hangs out of her mouth. She passes out like that, with a truly fucked silly expression on her face, not a care in the world.
Fleur and Gabrielle pull back from their mother's saliva-covered tits, the lower halves of their faces drenched in creamy white milk as they stare at the wrecked expression on Apolline's face, and then at each other. When they turn in unison to look at Harry, the young man simply lifts an eyebrow, his lips curled in wry amusement. Fleur immediately bows her head and lets out a sigh.
"Go ahead… little sister."
Gabrielle's eyes widen in surprise at her older sibling's easy capitulation, but then she realizes the truth. If Fleur thought she had even a chance of stealing Harry's attention away in that moment, the veela would have taken it. As it was, Harry wasn't the kind of man to have a short attention span like that. He also wasn't the kind of wizard to be needlessly cruel. He was a kind, caring sort, and Gabrielle wouldn't have been nearly as attracted to him as she was if he WASN'T.
As it was, Harry would not have played with Fleur again without first satisfying the last untouched veela in the room. Gabrielle didn't need to fight anyone for anything at this point… because she was going last. And in truth, the young veela found she didn't mind that all too much. Crawling away from her mother, Gabrielle lays prone as she reaches out and grabs Harry's… her master's cock. She licks her lips, and then she licks his dick tip, slurping at his member as she cleans it of her mother's pussy juices and the remnants of his release.
Watching Fleur get what was coming to her, all while knowing her mother was learning a very valuable lesson about tradition and the need to sometimes let it fall to the wayside right beside her had lit a blazing inferno in Gabrielle's core. The young veela was hot to trot as the Yankees would say, ready and eager to be Harry's pliant little fuck pet, just like he'd turned her sister into.
Of course, where Fleur had had delusions of superiority, no doubt pushed upon her by their prideful, short-sighted mother, Gabrielle had known this moment was coming from the day that Harry had dragged her from the lake the year before. As soon as they'd broken the surface, the stasis magic had broken and she'd come alive with a shriek, flailing about in his arms.
And yet, even still the powerful young wizard had not only kept a grip on her, keeping her from drowning, he'd remained calm and level-headed enough to push back the merfolk who had followed them almost the entire way to the surface, simply because he'd taken more than just HIS 'treasure'. As Gabrielle had calmed down, that was the sight she'd gotten an up close and personal view of. Harry James Potter, conquering wizard hero, saving her life.
Needless to say, the youngest of the three veela that Harry now had jonesing for his cock had never even considered trying to seduce or control the wizard. She'd known from that moment to this moment just how things would go. It was why she'd betrayed both her sister and her mother to the young man, in the end. And now she was reaping her just rewards~
Slurping at Harry's dick, Gabrielle moans at the taste, nuzzling his throbbing, hot man meat with her face. Her new master watches on in amusement, one of his hands petting her hair quite casually, even as Gabrielle licks and laps and sucks at his dick to her heart's content. It's clear that Harry is letting her go at her own pace here. She IS still a virgin… but that doesn't mean much, as she's lived the same privileged life that her sister has. Regardless, while Gabrielle appreciates the wizard's thoughtfulness, it isn't what she wants from him.
Licking her lips, the silvery-blonde veela finally pulls back from his cock, giving it a couple more pumps with her slender, feminine fingers before she pulls back and levels a pout in Harry's direction, knelt atop the staff table as she is, the dimly lit Great Hall an empty massive space all around them.
"Master~ Don't you like me?"
Lifting an eyebrow at her impish attitude, Harry rakes his gaze up and down her naked body.
"There's certainly quite a lot to like."
Gabrielle grins wickedly, and then hops down off of the staff table, before racing away through the Great Hall.
"Then catch me if you can!"
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