A Starborn’s Power (Dresden Files)
A/N: A Starborn's Power was a Patreon Poll Winner originally written back in 2019 and posted here and now for people to enjoy!
Summary: Harry Dresden fully expected that stabbing Aurora with Iron would kill her. Instead, because of his Starborn nature, he killed the portion of Nemesis that had possessed her, changing everything.
Themes: Rough Sex, Threesome, Dom/Sub
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He didn't want to do it. There was even a moment, right as the blade of iron struck true, that Harry thought he saw understanding in Aurora's fevered eyes. The Summer Lady had gone insane, and it had fallen to him to end her mad plans, her attempts at destroying everything. In that instant, as his iron strikes true, Harry looks into Aurora's eyes, and he apologizes. And he thinks he sees something akin to forgiveness, or even gratitude in the mad fae's gaze.
But then the world seems to shrink to a pinpoint, before it all goes pitch white and then pitch black, and Harry finds himself losing consciousness and falling into oblivion.
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When he awakens, it takes Harry a moment to realize where he is. Not specifically, he's not as sure about that at first. But on a general basis, he recognizes the Court of Summer for what it is, all sunshine and evergreen, with fae creatures in the place of normal birds and the like chirping and making merry outside. He awakens in a bed, in a very open room, with a balcony over to his left and the sun shining through.
The tall wizard startles after a moment of realizing this and rises from the bed upon noticing that he is very much in the nude. But before he can find any of his things, from his runed staff to his enchanted duster, to his protective bracelets, he's stopped by a voice... a familiar voice at that.
"Peace, Harry Dresden."
Eyes wide, Harry turns to look to the voice only to find Aurora herself, the Summer Lady, standing there staring at him... feasting upon him, in fact, right up until he remembers his state of dress and blushes, covering his crotch with a pillow. Though, his modesty is really the least of his worries at the moment. Aurora was... alive? How was that possible? Harry wasn't suffering from amnesia. He remembered everything, and the last thing that had happened was the blade of iron stabbing home into Aurora's chest, guided by HIS hand.
"I'm sure you have many questions. There is a simple answer to most of them. You saved me, Harry Dresden."
He didn't survive to his age by being stupid. And trusting one of the fae, even the Summer fae, was pretty stupid. It didn't matter that they were Summer, Harry knew full well that the only difference between Summer and Winter was that Winter was more likely to be up front about stabbing you in the back... if that even made sense.
Nostrils flaring, Harry calls upon his magic... and to his surprise, finds that it responds to him easily and more enthusiastically than ever before. He stumbles off the bed, opposite of the side where Aurora is standing, and points a hand at her, voice slightly raspy.
"You... you should be dead."
Aurora smiles slightly and inclines her head in acknowledgment of that simple fact.
"I should be. If not for you, I would be, Harry."
Harry jerks at the way she uses just his first name. She's trying to be familiar with him. He doesn't like that.
"Don't. Just... don't."
He's royally fucked, isn't he? He's-
"Harry, just... just look at me. Look into my eyes, please?"
He knows he shouldn't, but in the end, the tone of her voice makes him. Harry Dresden makes eye contact with the Summer Lady of the Unseelie Courts... and finds himself engaging in a soulgaze with the female fae, right then and there. The only problem is... that shouldn't be possible. A soulgaze happened between two beings with souls, after all, that was kind of the point. But fae didn't have souls, as a general rule.
And yet Aurora does. And as he reads her, Harry feels something odd. He feels... a connection between the two of them. By the time the soulgaze ends, Aurora has walked across the room and is inches from him. Harry is half-tempted to blast her right then and there, but he stays his hand, even as she reaches out and touches his face.
"Do you see now, Harry?"
"You... you have a soul."
Aurora smiles slightly at that.
But Lily... Harry finds himself looking to Lily, who blushes under his gaze and ducks her head.
"Are you okay with this, Lily? Is this alright with you?"
Aurora takes offense to that of course, but even as she tries to pull back off of his cock, Harry reaches down and grabs a fistful of her hair, taking charge as he flickers his gaze over to her and stares into her green eyes.
"I'm asking Lily. Not you."
Averting her gaze as well, Aurora returns to sucking his cock with the same gusto as before, even as Lily glances between the two of them, still blushing.
"I... I actually asked Lady Aurora if I could be here, Harry. When she made her intentions clear... I wanted to give thanks as well, f-for saving me... and for saving her."
Harry grimaces at that.
"You don't... you don't have to thank me in this way though, I don't expect such things."
This time, when Aurora pulls back, Harry doesn't stop her. The Summer Lady pops right off of his cock, only for Lily to lean in and take her place, looking up into Harry's eyes and smiling.
"But I want to. You're a good man, Harry Dresden. You deserve happiness."
And then the Summer Knight takes his cock in her mouth and begins to suck as well, and all Harry can do is groan and toss his head back, wondering if this is all a dream, or a hallucination, or something worse. But it feels very, very real, as does his bond with Aurora, and Harry can't ignore all of that... just like he can't ignore the arousal, the lust, the desire that pulses from his new... consort?
In no time at all, Harry finds himself groaning and calling out a warning to the two Summer fae on their knees before him. He cums, and they take it, the beautiful female creatures tilting their heads back and letting him cover their faces and their chests in his seed. Then, each of them taking a hand, they draw him over to the bed, where Aurora pushes Lily down onto her back and then climbs up onto her Summer Knight.
The two end up in a sandwich like that, Aurora licking Lily's face and tits and Lily returning the favor, the two quickly ending up lip locked as they kiss one another. Harry, meanwhile, is left to his own devices. Part of him wonders if he should... but in the end, he climbs up onto the bed all the same, moving into position between their spread, pale legs, and placing his cock at Aurora's entrance first.
He thrusts into her from behind, and the Summer Lady cries out, her concentration disrupted for a moment. This allows Lily to actually take control of their kissing, and for a time Aurora is lost in ecstasy as she finds herself sandwiched between Harry and her Summer Knight, getting fucked by his big, hard cock and getting her mouth tongued out by Lily's quick and eager mouth muscle.
But Harry eventually changes things up and pulls out of Aurora, only to thrust into Lily right then and there, correctly deducing from the way the Summer Lady had positioned herself and her Knight that she wanted him to fuck them both at the same time. That's exactly what Harry proceeds to do, thrusting in and out of Lily and Aurora, one after the other, until neither of them are in any position to capitalize on the other's distraction.
They're both far too busy moaning wantonly into each other's mouths, tongues intertwining and hands sliding up and down one another's body as they play with the other woman to their heart's content while waiting for the next time Harry thrusts up into their quivering quims. He fucks them, and he fucks them, and he fucks them some more.
Harry has never been a particularly sexual man. Or at least, not sexually driven. He left the pervert stuff to Bob most of the time. But then to be fair, he'd spent most of his adult life under the shadow of potential death. Had a habit of putting one's priorities in order. And maybe having a threesome with the Summer Lady and her Summer Knight also wasn't the most conducive towards his continued good health, but in that moment, Harry found he just didn't care.
It felt right, at the end of the day. It felt right, deep down in his soul, like nothing else ever had. And when he finally cums inside of Aurora's womb, filling her with his seed, Harry sees... stars. And not in the normal way that people made that claim while reaching the heights of ecstasy. No, Harry sees starlight, and his entire world seems to almost shrink to a pinpoint, just like it did when he stabbed Aurora with iron.
This time though, he doesn't pass out. This time, he comes back down still conscious and able, his seed filling Aurora's womb and his cock sliding out of her quivering cunt as she collapses forward onto Lily, the two completely spent. Harry though... Harry's never felt better. He's never felt stronger either. Something odd is happening here... but for the first time in a long time, Harry doesn't think that odd means bad, in this case.
Heck, it might even mean something good...
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