Not Done in the Shower Yet.

Fleur chuckled, her eyes glancing down at the strap-on, which now lay forgotten on the shower floor. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, chérie," she murmured, her fingers idly tracing patterns on Hermione's back.

The three of them stood under the warm water, letting it wash away the sweat and passion of their tryst. Harry's hand slid up to cup one of Fleur's breasts, his thumb flicking the nipple. She gasped, arching her back, her eyes never leaving Hermione's. The tension between them was palpable, a cocktail of desire and love that was intoxicating to behold.

Hermione leaned back into Harry, her hand reaching behind her to fondle his ass, her fingers slipping between his cheeks. "Let's not stop just yet," she whispered, her eyes half-lidded with lust. Harry grinned, his teeth flashing in the dim light. He pulled out of her pussy and turned her around, pressing her against the cool tiles.

Fleur watched as Harry positioned himself behind Hermione, his cock sliding back into her wetness with ease. Hermione's eyes rolled back in her head as Harry began to fuck her again, his hands gripping her hips tightly. She reached out for Fleur, who stepped closer, their bodies pressing together as Harry's cock drove into her from behind.

Fleur's hand found its way to Hermione's clit, rubbing it in gentle circles as Harry's thrusts grew more urgent. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the shower, along with their mingled gasps and moans. The three of them moved in perfect harmony, each one's pleasure feeding the others, creating a crescendo of pleasure.

Harry's rhythm grew more frantic, Hermione's body began to convulse, her orgasm ripping through her like a bolt of lightning. She screamed, her nails digging into Fleur's skin as she rode the wave of pleasure. Fleur leaned in, capturing her mouth in a fiery kiss, their tongues dancing together as they shared the intensity of the moment.

With a final, **** groan, Harry came inside Hermione, his hot seed filling her up. As he pulled out, Hermione's legs gave way, and she would have collapsed if not for the arms that held her. The three of them stood there for a moment, panting and spent, their hearts racing in time with the water droplets that danced around them.

They stepped out of the shower, wrapping themselves in warm towels, their bodies glistening with water and satisfaction. The steam clung to them like a lover's embrace, a testament to the passion they had shared. As they moved to the bed, the anticipation of what the night had in store was as potent as the scent of their mingled arousal that lingered in the air.

A) Fleur rides Harry as Hermione holds her tits from behind and makes out with her.

B) Fleur get doggystyle and eat Hermione out

C) They order some room service

D) Add.