Master Harry - Part 3 - Claiming Andi

Harry never realized how physically demanding sex actually was. Muscles that he didn't even know he had were sore. The hot water and his mother's hands helped. She was dutifully soaping him up, paying extra careful attention to his well-used cock, of course. Lily only gave him a few playful strokes before returning to the task at hand.

"This is why Hogwarts doesn't start until sixteen?" Harry asked.

"Yes." Lily nodded. "It used to be earlier, but it was a mess once everyone came of age. Witches were being claimed without considering any prior agreements. That led to duels, broken contracts, and bad blood, feuds, and a lot of death. It took a few Ancient Houses dying out for them to change things."

"How does it work these days?" Harry asked.

"Witches and wizards arrive at different times. They can safely interact up until their sixteenth birthday. Most play it safe and don't allow witches any contact starting at they turn fifteen." Lily explained as her hands worked along his back. "The wizards arrive first and are sorted into one of the four houses. I can't tell you how the sorting works, it's tradition." She said the last bit before he could ask. "Once everyone is sorted, then the witches will be assigned as consorts. The number a wizard gets depends on how powerful they are. I'm guessing you will have at least three."

"On top of you, Andi, and Nym?" Harry asked.

"On top, bottom, beside." Lily replied with a smirk.

"Mom." Harry sighed.

"Yes." Lily said giggling. "We'll be coming with you to Hogwarts. The new girls will come home with you over break and get settled in the family."

"Glad we've got Potter Manor now." Harry muttered. "We’re going to need a lot of room."

"You aren't planning on having everyone sleep in one big bed?" Lily asked.

"With how loud you snore?" Harry countered. "No way."

"I do not snore." Lily pouted.

"We can find out when you sleep with me tonight." Harry said, soothing her with a kiss.

"Yes, Master." Lily purred.

"Save it for tonight." Harry chided. "Or tomorrow. I don't know how much energy I'll have left after Andi and Nym."

Lily made a little noise and returned to washing him.

"How are the consorts assigned?" Harry asked.

"Witches feel a pull toward a strong wizard." Lily answered. "Before things were settled that led to a trouble. Now, there are contracts and guidelines to smooth things over. Regardless of a wizards power, there are agreements that have to be honored." She tapped his shoulder to get him to turn around. "You only have one active contract. House Greengrass has a daughter your age that will be assigned to you. After that, your magic will sort the others out."

"Can you tell me how that works?" Harry asked.

"A wizard." Lily booped him on the nose. "You for example, will be brought into a separate chamber with the witches that aren't bound by a contract. From there, your magic will call out to them. They have you and the prospective consorts separated to allow your magic to choose."

"Then we have wild sex right there?" Harry asked with a smile.

"That depends." She replied with a shrug. Her attention turned to working out a stubborn knot of muscle in his thigh.

"On?" He asked. His eyes closed as he enjoyed the massage.

"The connection." Lily answered. "And the witch." She stood up, satisfied that the muscles were now properly relaxed. "And you, of course. As their master you can make it an order to start claiming them right there."

"That sounds like something an asshole would do." Harry mumbled.

"Language." Lily chided. "You might be my master, but you are still my son."

"You might be my mom, but you loved having my cock up your ass." Harry countered.

Lily blushed. "I think you're clean."

"Now it's my turn to wash you." Harry said with a roguish grin.

Lily let out a little 'meep' as his hands began to roam over her body. He luxuriated in her soft skin, teasing her nipples between his fingers, before running his hands through her hair. Trailing back down he teased along the sides of her lips, finishing with a single little swirl over her clit.

"Oh no." Harry said dramatically. "I forgot the soap. We'll just have to start all over."

Lily stared at him with a hungry, lust-filled expression. She reached out for his cock. Harry pushed her hands away.

"That wouldn't be fair to Andi and Nym." Harry chided.

Harry explored and teased her body. Forcing Lily to endure the torture without being able to push it to her completion. Harry went through the circuit again, making sure to explore every inch he could reach. Right when it looked like Lily was about to jump him, he stopped.

"All clean." He said with a wicked smile.

He stepped out of the shower and began to dry himself off, leaving Lily incredibly horny and on the edge.

"No touching yourself." Harry ordered as he stepped out of the bathroom.

Lily groaned.

Harry grabbed a pair of loose pajama bottoms and slipped them on. He was going to spend a good portion of the day naked and sweaty, it didn't make sense to get dressed each time. A shower was probably a good way to cap off each woman he claimed. It would give him some time to recover before he moved on to the next. Hopefully, he had that option at Hogwarts as well.

"Hey, mom." Harry called to her.

"Yes, master?" Lily asked, there was a desperate edge in her voice, trying to tempt him to return. She walked over to him, still completely nude, her hips swayed in a way that made him hear drums.

"Naughty." Harry chuckled. "Do I need to do anything else to claim you?"

Lily bit her lip. "There is one more step, you can do it now, or what until you've claimed all three of us."

"Oh?" Harry asked. "And what is that?"

"The collar." She shivered. "A Masters Mark to show who we belong to."

"And what type of Masters Mark are we talking about?" He asked.

"We'll find out when it happens." Lily strolled over to him, making sure to maintain eye contact. "Master." She purred the word.

Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Where do I get the collar?" Harry asked.

"Your magic makes it." Lily raised her chin up as she spoke. She rested a finger at the base of her neck. "Touch here and reach out with your magic."

Harry placed his hand on her chest. A pulse of magic ran down his arm and spread out around her neck. Bright green silk, the color of his eyes, spun an intricate pattern as it completed the circuit. He felt something cool to the touch take shape under his touch. As he pulled his hand away a gold, shield shaped tag was revealed. The side facing out had the initials 'HJP'. Flipping it over displayed the Potter Family crest.

"Yours." Lily said softly as she ran a hand over the inch wide collar.

"Hm." Harry leaned in to get a closer look.

"What's wrong?" Lily asked.

"I thought it would be bigger." Harry shrugged.

"You can make it bigger, but that's pretty tacky." Lily explained. "Pureblood wizards do that to show off."

Harry nodded.

"I like it." She continued to enjoy the feeling under her fingertips. "May I look in the mirror?"

"Of course." Harry replied.

Lily scampered over to the mirror. She made a lot of happy noises as she admired it. His mother turned this way and that to look at it from every angle.

"It's gorgeous." Lily smiled brightly at him.

Harry couldn't help but smile as he watched her.

"I'm going to go show Andi." Lily practically skipped out of the room.

She returned a moment later. Her cheeks were bright red.

"Forgot your clothes?" Harry asked with a teasing grin.

Lily pouted. He left her there to get dressed as he headed down the hallway. Nym bounded over to him, meeting him before he reached the living room. She pressed herself tightly against his side. Her hand slipped into his.

"Did you have fun, master?" She asked, looking up at him and fluttering her eyes.

Harry paused. "Did you make yourself shorter than me?"

Nym nodded.

"Stop that." Harry ordered. "I want the Nym I know."

She blushed. A moment later she shifted her form back to her favorite. Nym stood a couple inches taller than him. She had an athletic build with nicely sized breasts that were a C-Cup. Harry knew from her laundry. Her hair was short, spiky, and pink.

"Much better." Harry said. "Stay like this unless I tell you otherwise. When we're alone, I mean."

Nym nodded. She kissed him on the cheek.

"Thank you, master." It sounded like she meant it when she called him it this time.

He found Andi sitting on the couch reading. She looked up at him with a shy smile.

"Did you want to get some water, or a little snack before?" Andi asked him.

"Some water would be great." Harry said with a nod. "Do we have any stamina potions? A diluted one would be a bad idea."

"I'll check." Nym chimed in.

She disappeared down the hallway without another word. Andi looked about as nervous as he had earlier. She led him into the kitchen. Her hands were a little unsteady as she got him a cool glass of water with some ice. Harry took a seat at the table, watching her carefully as she moved to get him a small bowl of trail mix as well.

"Are you going to be alright?" Harry asked as she took a seat across from him.

"I'm just nervous." Andi replied with a smile. "I never thought I'd have to do this again."

Harry cocked his head to the side.

"Ted, your father, and now, you." Andi explained. "James took me in after Ted died. We had to do so fast before the vultures had a chance to get close. The Black sisters are quite the catch."

"Sirius does have his hands full with Bellatrix." Harry said with a nod. "I don't think I've ever met your other sister. What happened to her?"

"Betrothed to Lucius Malfoy." Andi answered, glaring slightly at nothing. "She was out of his league otherwise. Bella was actually betrothed to another wizard, but he couldn't handle her."

"I thought witches were weaker than wizards." Harry asked.

"It's not just magical power. It's also a matter of will." Andi slipped to her 'instruction' voice. "You've met Bella. She is a force of nature. Even with Sirius, it's a tenuous control. When a wizard claims a witch, it's not a one-sided exchange. Witches are attached to their Masters' magic. It's not like they can take it, but their own power increases quite a bit. Add that to someone like Bella and things get dangerous."

"Hm." Harry thought for a moment.

He took another couple of drinks before he stood. Andi watched him.

"Let's go to your room." He said as he held out his hand to her.

"Not yours?" She asked, taking it.

"No." Harry spoke softly, pulling her close to him. "This is special, I want you to be comfortable."

Harry led her to her room. It was nicely decorated. Cozy and warm, just like Andi. He hadn't spent much time here. It was her room and there was rarely a reason to visit. They saw each other throughout the day around the house and at meals.

Andi blushed when his gaze landed on her bed. It was covered in an old quilt that looked like it was handstitched, and her pillows were arranged perfectly. Harry placed a kiss on her cheek to ease her worry. He moved her to stand in front of her bed before he started to untie her robe.

Harry made an approving sound when he discovered she was nude underneath. Her bathrobe pooled around her feel. He let his eyes guide his hands as they explored her body. Her breasts were a bit bigger than Lily's but had smaller nipples. Her hips followed suit, being wider than his mother's. Harry paused his exploration to run his fingers through the thick curls of her bush. The hair was surprisingly soft.

He arced an eyebrow at her when his fingertips discovered she was already wet. Andi blushed.

"I could hear you." Andi explained in a whisper.

"Next time you can watch." Harry commented.

"Next time?" She asked with a gasp. "But you've already claimed her."

Harry nodded.

"You don't need to keep sleeping with her." She continued.

"Andi." Harry leaned forward and kissed her neck. "Did it sound like we were sleeping?"

"You know what I mean." She blushed as she tilted her chin back to expose more skin.

"I plan on fucking Lily regularly." Harry continued kissing lower.

Andi gasped. Her body shuddered as he began to suck on one of her nipples. She squeaked as trapped the little nub between his teeth.

"Get on the bed." He commanded.

Andi hurried to obey. She got on her back, her legs opened enough for him to fit, and stared up at the ceiling.

"That will not do." Harry shook his head.

He climbed on the bed, settling between her legs. Harry wasn't sure where the confidence was coming from. Andi was just so submissive that it brought it out in him. Harry grabbed her legs and rested them on his shoulders. He lifted her so that only her upper back was pressed against the bed.

"What are you doing?" Andi asked, her words came out breathy.

"Claiming you." Harry gave her a feral grin as he gripped her hips.

His cock found her waiting lips with unerring accuracy. They both moaned as he sank down.

"Sweet fuck, you are tight." Harry groaned.

He kept pressing onward, keeping the motion steady and firm. Andi's eyes locked on his, a sheen of pleasure had washed away her nerves.

"So big." Andi whispered. "So thick. How?"

Harry sighed happily as his entire length finally rested inside of her tightness. Andi reached out for him, trying to pull him closer. She couldn't quite reach. He leaned back, giving him more leverage and taking him farther from her reach.

He pulled back, leaving just the tip, before snapping his hips forward.

"FUCK." Andi screamed.

Harry repeated the process. Slamming his cock hard and deep down, trying to fuck her through the mattress. The steady clap of their bodies sounded like applause. Harry liked that idea. He sped up, letting the sound fill the room.

Andi let out a formless scream as her pussy clenched around him like mad. Her orgasm surprised him, triggering his own. His grip on her hips tightened as he lunged forward. Harry let out a long groan as he filled her with his seed.

He let out a breath, starting to slowly rock inside of her as she rode out her orgasm. Harry finally pulled out once her aftershocks ended. He removed her legs from his shoulders and got off the bed.

Andi's dazed eyes watched him take a seat. She stared at him in confusion.

"On your knees." He motioned to the floor in front of him. "Time to claim your mouth."

Andi slid from the bed. Her legs quivered as she dropped to her knees before him. She didn't need any guidance as her hand began to stroke him back to full hardness. Harry watched as his sweet aunt took the head of his cock in her mouth. She swirled around the tip a few times before looking up at him. Once their eyes met, she began to bob. Each time was a little deeper than the last. She was able to get about halfway before she had any trouble. Once she found her limit, she retreated back to his helmet, adding her tongue to the motion as she worked the head. One hand stroked the length of his cock she couldn't reach and the other cupped his sack. Her hands were wonderfully soft. She found spots on his balls that he didn't know were sensitive.

Her work was methodical. She catalogued each reaction from her ministrations from her hands and mouth. Once she had collected enough data, she launched her attack. Her hand stroking him increased its grip as it sped up. She focused her tongue and mouth on his head, keeping her bobs short to give her stroke plenty of room. Most effectively, her fingers teased his sack, brushing lightly against a spot just beyond.

Harry gripped the side of her head. He thrusted deep into her mouth, pressing the hand stroking his shaft down to the base. Andi met his gaze as the first pulse of cum shot out. She quickly swallowed after each jolt while maintaining eye contact. Harry shuddered as she pulled away, giving the tip of his cock one final swirl of her tongue.

"Did I do good, master?" Andi asked. Her warm, sweet voice made the words hit even harder.

Harry stood, pushing her flat on her back in the process. He pounced, gripping her hips, and flipping her over. Andi squeaked in surprise. Harry raised her ass in the air. He had no idea where any lube was, so he decided to improvise, and plunged in her dripping pussy for a few strokes before pulling out.

Much to his shock, Andi reached back, guiding the tip of his cock to her waiting rosebud. Harry lunged forward, hilting himself in her in one stroke.

"Son of a bitch." Andi yelled as she clinched her fists.

Harry was beyond words. He pounded her. Fast and hard, wild animal rutting. Her ass was even tighter than her pussy.

"Fuck." Andi screamed. "Fuck. Fuck."

Each time she spoke caused her ass to squeeze him tighter. It didn't take too much longer for Harry to reach his peak. He slammed forward one final time. She went rigid as the warmth from his cum spread through her body.

"Mine." Harry said tiredly.

He wrapped a hand around her, placing it at the base of her neck. A tendril of his magic circled sent a command to form her collar. The same green silk lace took shape with the cool tag resting against his palm.

After a few deep breaths, Harry began to pull out of her. He took a moment to admire the sight of both of her holes leaking his seed.

Andi looked over her shoulder at him. Her face was red and her recently washed hair was now a total mess.

"What?" She asked with a smile.

"I was just thinking." Harry let out a sigh.

He stood and offered her a hand.

"About what?" She pressed.

"How nice it would be to knock you up." Harry replied with a smile.

Andi gasped. She rested a hand on her stomach.

"What?" Harry asked with a wide smile.

"You're my master." Andi said quickly. "I can only get pregnant when you will it."

"So we could have sex all day for a month and you wouldn't get pregnant?" Harry asked.

Andi blushed. She nodded.

"But." He rested a hand on her lower belly. "If I were to want you to get pregnant after one time, that would work?"

Andi nodded again. She looked down at his hand. A flurry of emotions played across her face.

"Maybe next time." Harry said with a chuckle.

Andi let out a relieved breath. She paused.

"Next time?" She asked.

"You didn't think I was going to be satisfied with only one time after getting a taste for you, did you?" Harry asked.

He tilted her chin up to look at him. Their lips met before she could reply. Harry left her there, dazed, as he went back to his bedroom for a quick rinse. His pajama bottoms were still on the floor in Andi's room, but he didn't feel the need to get dressed again. He still needed to claim Nym. His energy was starting to lag, and he was desperately in need of some water.