Chapter 1
Draco Malfoy meets two faces from his past. Polyamorous. Vampire Ron. Vampire Hermione. Ron/Draco/Hermione.
Draco opened his eyes and squinted at the bright sunlight shining in the window. He wasn’t sure where he was, but it definitely wasn’t Malfoy Manor. His eyes widened as he realized he was stark naked. Not only that, but there was a decidedly masculine arm laying across his waist. As he shifted around, he froze. The arm had tightened and he looked down to see its hand cupped around his privates! He was suddenly sweating bullets. ‘What had he done last night?’ He had vague memories of a club, some kind of muggle club.
Before he could think to move away, there were kisses being pressed across his shoulders. Teeth gently raked across his throat and someone gently blew in his ear. The man behind him never said a word. The arm across him tightened as another hand wrapped around his throat. Not enough to cut his breath off, just enough to keep him still. He could easily break away if he wanted to, but he couldn’t bring himself to shove away. He was drawn up to his knees and his shoulders pressed into the pillow. He felt a liquid sensation on his bum and gasped slightly. The man paused just briefly, as if waiting to see if he was going to make a break for it. When he didn’t, they rubbed the liquid in and dribbled more onto him. Evidently, they wanted to make sure he was very well prepared.
He felt a pressure at his backside. The person was preparing to penetrate him. Inch by inch, they slid in. ‘Merlin, it felt so good! Was this what he’d spent the night doing? Whoever this was, they had definitely been worth the hookup!’ He grasped the forearm of his unknown bedpartner and groaned softly, shoving his hips backwards. He heard a soft chuckle from behind him. The hand cupped around his shaft squeezed in time with the pace slowly being set.
The door opened and he heard someone come in. He twisted his head around, surprised that his companion allowed it. A woman had entered the room. She wore a robe and a feathered mask. It reminded him of the masquerades his parents attended. He could just see the man behind him, wearing a black leather mask. He was surprised when he rolled over to his back, taking Draco with him. This left Draco’s front half exposed. He was caught off guard as the woman dropped her robe and climbed onto the bed with them. She smiled as she straddled the men.
She leaned down and kissed Draco. She led his hands to her chest. He felt the soft mounds fit into his hands. She pushed into his hands as he squeezed them gently. Then he moaned loudly as she sank onto his shaft. ‘Oh, Merlin! She was so tight! It felt so good!’ He almost whimpered as she pulled almost off of him, only to sink back down. The sensation from being taken as he took her was almost enough to drive Draco out of his ever-loving mind. He had to know who they were. He’d give them whatever they wanted, if they would just go home with him. ‘Merlin! He needed them!’
As the man pumped into him from behind, the woman kissed him as he plunged into her. Draco wasn’t sure if he imagined it or not, but he could swear he’d felt fangs brushing his neck from two sides. That’s when he looked over and realized it wasn’t an actual window he was looking at. It was a moving portrait of the sun. He frowned in confusion. ‘Why would that be here?’ Before he could think anymore of it, he went over the edge, along with his partners.
As they laid in a panting tangle on the bed, he spoke. “Who are you? I need to know. I want to take you both home with me.”
The woman laughed and said, “Are you sure about that, Malfoy?” She removed her mask. It was Hermione Granger. He jerked back. Then he twisted to look at the man. The black leather mask was removed to show Ron Weasley. He tried to jump away and they both pinned him to the bed. He looked up and gasped at the sight of two sets of fangs.
“Scared, Malfoy?” Ron asked. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to kill you. I enjoyed your ass too much!”
“Hmm. Yes. He’s a very good lay, for a human.” Hermione dipped towards his neck, teeth bared. Ron laughed as Draco tried to arch away from her.
“Ah, ah, ah, Hermione. I don’t think he’s willing to take the bite yet. But he will soon.” Ron leaned down and raked his own teeth across Draco’s neck. “He will soon enough. Won’t you, Draco?”
