Gabrielle whimpered softly into our kiss, her nails gently digging into my shoulders as I slowly worked inch after inch into her virgin core.
"Almost there," I murmured tenderly against her lips, feeling the undeniable resistance of her hymen pressing snugly against my cockhead.
Gabrielle's breath caught sharply, eyes widening slightly as realization dawned upon her. "I'm ready, Harry," she breathed softly, determination glittering fiercely in her beautiful eyes. My cock surged powerfully at her words, and with a single, firm thrust, I breached the final barrier, claiming Gabrielle's innocence completely. She gasped sharply beneath me, her body trembling beautifully, a small cry of mingled pain and pleasure escaping her lips. "Oh-oh god-Harry!" Gabrielle whimpered breathlessly, clutching me tightly as I held myself still, allowing her a moment to adjust to the new sensation.
Fleur immediately began peppering her sister's face and shoulders with soothing kisses, whispering words of gentle comfort.
"You're doing wonderfully, Gabrielle," Fleur murmured sweetly, eyes full of pride and love as she caressed her sister's flushed cheek. "Soon you'll feel nothing but pleasure."
Gabrielle nodded shakily, meeting my gaze once more with determination. "Move, Harry-please. Show me the pleasure Fleur speaks of! I want it so badly."
I groaned deeply at her innocent plea, pulling back slowly before thrusting carefully forward again, repeating the motion gradually, allowing her tight, velvety walls to accommodate my size fully. Gabrielle's initial discomfort quickly began fading into raw pleasure, her soft cries of pain turning swiftly into gasps and moans of pure bliss.
"Harry-oh god-it feels so good!" Gabrielle gasped, hips instinctively beginning to rise and fall beneath me, eagerly matching my steady rhythm. "I never imagined it would feel like this-please don't stop!"
"I won't stop, Gabrielle," I growled possessively, increasing my pace as her pussy relaxed fully around me, allowing my cock to slide smoothly, deeply inside her exquisite heat. "Your perfect little pussy belongs to me now-I'm going to fuck you until you can barely breathe."
"Yes-oui, Harry-fuck me!" Gabrielle cried passionately, her slender arms wrapping around my neck, pulling me down for another desperate, heated kiss. Her hips bucked insistently beneath me, taking my cock even deeper with each thrust.
Fleur watched with a satisfied, approving smile, her fingers lightly circling her still-dripping pussy as she whispered filthy encouragement to both of us.
I slowed my pace slightly as I thrust into Gabrielle's impossibly tight pussy, determined to be more gentle and careful than I had been with Fleur. Gabrielle's tight channel squeezed and pulsed around my cock in a grip that was nearly painful, yet felt incredibly good. It was tighter than anything I'd felt before-even tighter than Fleur's-which I previously thought impossible.
Her pussy was so incredibly snug around me that every slow, shallow thrust required effort to restrain myself from ravishing her too harshly.
"Oui, Harry," she gasped sweetly, fingers weaving tighter into my hair as I lowered my head to gently suckle at one of her beautiful breasts. They weren't quite as large as Fleur's, but still exquisitely shaped, firm and supple, and tipped with perfect rosy nipples that tightened instantly beneath my mouth. "That feels... so good." I alternated soft kisses with gentle nips, swirling my tongue around her hardened peaks and sucking gently until Gabrielle's hips bucked upward with need. "Harry, please... more," she begged breathlessly, her hips lifting to meet each gentle stroke.
Fleur smiled approvingly beside us, still lazily touching herself as she observed the tender yet passionate way I took her sister. "See, Gabrielle? Didn't I promise he'd take good care of you?" Fleur purred, her sultry voice thick with desire. She reached out, brushing stray strands of blonde hair from Gabrielle's flushed face lovingly. "You look so beautiful beneath him, ma petite s?ur. Tell Harry exactly how it feels."
Gabrielle gazed at me with hazy, lust-filled eyes, her lips parted as soft, eager moans slipped forth. "It's... it's incredible," she confessed shyly, her cheeks coloring deeper even as she rocked herself onto my shaft, driving me deeper inside her snug warmth. "I never imagined it would be so... full... so deep."
"You're perfect, Gabrielle," I murmured, trailing my mouth lower, leaving a blazing trail of kisses down the smooth expanse of her stomach.
Her thighs parted wider around my hips. I thrust in and out with slow, deliberate care. I shifted my angle slightly, deliberately grinding my pelvis against Gabrielle's sensitive clit each time I bottomed out fully inside her. Her eyes widened instantly, a startled cry of pleasure escaping her lips.
"Oh! Harry! Right there-please do that again!" she pleaded desperately, her hips now eagerly rising to meet every thrust.
"You like that, Gabrielle?" I teased gently, repeating the motion, rolling my hips against her aching bundle of nerves as I sank deeply inside her perfect, clenching pussy. "Do you like feeling my cock stretch you wide?"
"Yes! I love it!" Gabrielle whimpered shamelessly, her innocence fading into pure, carnal need. Her eyes locked onto mine fiercely, demanding more. "Please don't be gentle anymore! I want to feel everything."
I groaned deeply at her explicit request, beginning to move a bit faster, a bit harder, unable to fully hold back any longer. Her pussy was still impossibly tight but now slick with arousal, pulling me deeper, demanding that I fill her again and again. "You asked for it," I growled playfully, gripping her hips firmly and thrusting deeply. "I'm going to ruin you for anyone else, Gabrielle-you're mine now."
"Yes, Harry-ruin me," Gabrielle sobbed passionately, clutching tightly at me as I fucked her with increasing fervor. "I'm yours-only yours-forever."
The raw emotion and desperation in her voice pushed me closer to the edge, and I leaned down again, capturing her lips in a fierce, heated kiss, our tongues dancing wildly as I fucked her harder into the mattress. Her cries grew louder, hips matching mine thrust-for-thrust, driving herself onto my cock as if desperate to take me even deeper.
I reached between us, rubbing her clit in rapid circles as my cock hammered into her, determined to send her over the edge before my own climax overwhelmed me. "Cum for me, Gabrielle," I commanded roughly, biting gently at her lower lip. "Show me how good my cock makes you feel."
Pleasure surged fiercely through my body, rapidly building in intensity, coiling tight and hot at the base of my spine. My hips pistoned powerfully into Gabrielle's impossibly tight pussy, every deep, rough stroke sending jolts of raw ecstasy radiating outward through every nerve ending. My cock felt painfully swollen, throbbing uncontrollably as her tight walls milked me with every thrust.
Gabrielle gasped desperately beneath me, her delicate fingers clawing insistently at my back, nails digging sharply into my skin as her hips bucked eagerly upward to meet my increasingly savage pace. "Don't stop-please don't stop-I'm almost there!" she cried out.
Suddenly Fleur leaned in beside us, her naked body pressing warmly against my side. Her delicate fingers cupped Gabrielle's bouncing breasts possessively, and she lowered her mouth hungrily, her tongue flicking teasingly across Gabrielle's sensitive nipples. Gabrielle's moans spiked sharply, her eyes fluttering closed, a look of sheer ecstasy spreading across her flushed, sweat-slicked face.
"Let me help," Fleur purred wickedly before she trailed one hand sensually downward, effortlessly replacing my fingers between Gabrielle's quivering thighs. She began rubbing rapid, tight circles around Gabrielle's swollen, aching clit, instantly driving her younger sister wild with renewed intensity.
"Oh fuck, Fleur!" Gabrielle cried sharply, her body jerking beautifully beneath me, her inner walls convulsing rhythmically around my thick cock. Her eyes flew open, glazed with lust and surprise, locking helplessly onto mine as she gasped desperately. "Harry-she's touching me-Fleur's rubbing my clit-it feels so good!"
I growled approvingly, focusing entirely on fucking her now, trusting Fleur's talented fingers to increase Gabrielle's pleasure perfectly. My thrusts became deeper and harder. Her flesh rippled each time our bodies met.
"That's it, Gabrielle," Fleur cooed sultrily against her sister's breast, her fingertips working expertly over Gabrielle's throbbing clit, teasing and circling relentlessly. "Feel Harry's cock stretch you, filling you deep while I rub your tight little clit. You're going to cum so hard for us."
Gabrielle trembled violently beneath me, her muscles tightening and spasming as Fleur's filthy words drove her swiftly to the edge. Her hips rising urgently, desperately grinding herself onto my cock and Fleur's relentless touch. "Harry! Fleur! Mon dieu! I'm cumming!" Gabrielle shrieked breathlessly, her voice breaking into desperate sobs of ecstasy as her orgasm suddenly exploded through her, her body arching beautifully off the bed.
Her tight, inexperienced pussy clenched around my shaft, squeezing me in rhythmic pulses, milking me tightly. I hissed sharply, feeling my own climax roar up fiercely, overwhelming all my senses. "Yes, Gabrielle-cum on my cock!" I shouted possessively, slamming brutally into her spasming depths. "Take every drop of my cum inside this perfect little pussy!"
I erupted violently deep inside her, thick ropes of hot cum pumping powerfully into Gabrielle's convulsing core, flooding her virgin pussy utterly. She gasped and shuddered beneath me, clutching desperately at my body, sobbing my name again and again as she experienced wave after wave of blissful climax.
"Yes! Yes, Harry! Fill me up!" Gabrielle cried passionately, trembling beneath my body, eyes wide and awestruck.
Fleur purred approvingly, still teasing Gabrielle's clit gently, guiding her younger sister through the final throes of orgasm. "Good girl, Gabrielle. Such a beautiful climax. Do you feel it? Do you feel Harry claiming you completely?"
"Oui, Fleur," Gabrielle whimpered breathlessly.
I collapsed atop Gabrielle, utterly spent for the next few minutes. My cock remained buried deeply inside her flooded, still-quivering pussy, relishing the sensation of our combined juices leaking slowly around my shaft. "You were incredible, Gabrielle," I murmured tenderly against her flushed skin, pressing soft kisses gently along her collarbone and throat.
Gabrielle sighed softly beneath me, a radiant smile blossoming beautifully across her flushed face. She wrapped her slender arms tightly around me, pulling me closer and peppering soft, affectionate kisses along my shoulder and neck. "Merci, Harry," Gabrielle whispered lovingly, her blue eyes glittering brightly with happiness and contentment. "You made my first time more perfect than I ever imagined possible."
Fleur smiled warmly beside us, leaning over to gently kiss Gabrielle's cheek before smiling at me. "And yet, mon amour," Fleur purred teasingly, "the night is still young, and I'm sure the three of us can find even more ways to enjoy each other... non?"
(R — 18 End)
Chapter 8.5:
— Harry —
...After an entire night of incredibly passionate, sweaty sex, I found myself comfortably cuddled up beneath the soft, luxurious sheets with Fleur and Gabrielle. Warm morning sunlight was gently peeking through the curtains, lighting up their beautiful platinum-blonde hair and flawless skin. Our bodies were tangled together, their soft curves pressed lovingly against me, and I couldn't imagine being anywhere else.
Gabrielle lay on my right side, her head resting sweetly on my chest. Her fingers lazily traced slow, comforting circles on my stomach. Fleur was pressed up against my left side, holding onto me as if I might disappear if she loosened her grip. Her fingertips moved gently across my chest, slowly stroking me and clearly telling me she didn't want me getting out of bed anytime soon.
Gabrielle looked up at me with big, playful eyes. "Harry," she said softly, giving me an adorable pout, "you're not thinking of leaving us already, are you? I'm not ready to let you go yet."
Fleur giggled quietly, leaning closer and kissing my shoulder. "Oui, Harry. We're keeping you here with us a while longer."
I chuckled softly and wrapped my arms around them tighter, enjoying the closeness. "Believe me, ladies, I wasn't planning on going anywhere."
We enjoyed a peaceful moment, quietly savoring each other's warmth. Eventually Fleur looked up at me with curious, gentle eyes. "Harry," she began carefully, "Last night you showed us your wings and your amazing magic...but you didn't tell us before that you're not completely human. Why?"
Gabrielle nodded quickly, looking up at me with understanding eyes. "Yes, Harry. You can trust us with anything. We want to know everything about you."
I took a slow breath, feeling a little nervous, but their loving, encouraging looks helped me relax. "Honestly, I only learned about all this myself recently. Actually, it was the very same day I met the two of you."
Their eyes widened in surprise, encouraging me to continue.
"I actually have two mothers," I explained gently. "My human mother, Lily Potter, died protecting me when I was still just a baby. My other mother, Serafall, is a powerful devil. For most of my life, I had no idea I was half-devil. I didn't even know magic existed until recently."
Fleur and Gabrielle both softened their expressions, their hands squeezing me gently to show their support.
I sighed quietly and continued, feeling slightly embarrassed. "Part of me worried about how you'd feel about it, knowing I wasn't fully human. I was scared you might think differently about me."
Gabrielle immediately shook her head, her expression sweet and caring. "Harry, you didn't need to be nervous about that! We would never turn away from you just because you're different."
"That's right," Fleur agreed, gently touching my face with a loving smile. "Besides, Harry, we're not exactly human either."
I looked at them in surprise. Fleur smiled and leaned closer. "Gabrielle and I aren't quarter-Veela like everyone believes. Actually, we're fully Veela-just like our mother."
"Fully Veela? But...how?"
Gabrielle giggled softly, looking a little shy. "Veela are actually an all-female race, Harry. There aren't any male Veela at all. I imagine we're a bit like Succubi in that regard... If they are even real," she added with a shrug.
I knew for a fact they are real, but let them continue.
