Harry is A Beast.

Without missing a beat, Harry rolled Luna onto her back and positioned himself between her legs. He slammed into her again, relishing the feeling of her pussy clenching around him. Luna's eyes snapped open, and she let out a gasp, her body alive with sensation once more. Harry's stamina was unrivaled, and he didn't plan on stopping anytime soon.

They switched positions, Harry lifting Luna's legs over his shoulders and pushing into her deeper than ever before. Her eyes rolled back in her head as he hit her g-spot, her moans now a constant soundtrack to their relentless passion. Hermione stirred beside them, drawn back into consciousness by the raw, carnally vivid scene unfolding before her. Her eyes widened as she watched Harry's cock disappear into Luna, only to emerge again, slick with their combined arousal.

Her own body responded to the sight, her pussy throbbing with need once more. Harry noticed her movement and leaned over to capture her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss, their tongues dancing together as he continued to pound into Luna. Hermione's hand found its way to her clit, her fingers moving in a frenzied motion as she watched Harry's cock claim Luna over and over again. The sensation of her own touch combined with the visual feast of Harry's muscular body moving above her friend sent her spiraling towards another orgasm.

With a grunt he emptied inside Luna and pulled out moving to Hermiones pussy. She was already wet from watching Harry fuck Luna and her hand. Harry didn't need to prep her at all, he simply slammed into her with all his strength.

The three of them went on like that, Harry moving back and forth between them, taking turns, exploring every inch of their bodies. They fucked in every conceivable position, their cries of pleasure echoing through the castle halls. Harry's cock seemed to have no end to its endurance, plunging into one tight pussy and then the other without missing a beat.

Hermione's legs wrapped around his waist as he took her from behind, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. She could feel her orgasm building, a delicious pressure that grew more intense with each movement.

Luna watched, her eyes glazed over with lust, as Harry claimed Hermione. She reached out, her hand caressing Harry's chest, feeling the muscles ripple beneath her touch. Harry's rhythm never faltered, his hips moving like a well-oiled machine as he fucked Hermione with an intensity that seemed to defy his age.

The hours ticked by, their bodies a tapestry of sweat and desire. They explored every corner of the castle, fucking in every room they could find, their passion unyielding. Harry bent Hermione over a table in the grand hall, her moans reverberating off the high ceilings as he pounded into her from behind.

Luna sat on the edge of the table, her legs spread wide, watching the show before Harry pulled her closer, guiding his cock into her mouth. She sucked him eagerly, tasting the potent mix of their juices as Hermione's orgasms grew closer and closer together.

They moved to a couch in the library, Harry's cock never leaving one of them for long. He took Luna's ass this time, her squeals of pleasure mixing with the rustle of ancient tomes as Hermione straddled his face, riding his tongue as he filled Luna's tight hole. The scent of old parchment melded with their musk, creating an intoxicating aroma that only heightened their arousal.

As Harry brought Luna to the brink, Hermione's pussy grew wetter, and she slammed down onto his face, her clit grinding against his nose as she chased her own climax. The sight of Harry buried in Luna's ass was almost too much for her to bear, and she came with a scream that could've woken the ghosts from their eternal slumber.

Luna's eyes rolled back in her head, her moans growing more guttural as Harry's cock hit her in places she didn't know existed. Her orgasm was building like a crescendo, her entire body tightening around him. Harry could feel her walls pulsing, her muscles gripping his length, and he knew she was close. With one final, deep thrust, she shattered, her entire body convulsing as she came harder than she ever had before. Harry didn't stop, his own climax building, his cock swelling as he felt her pussy milk him.

With a roar, he emptied himself into her, the **** of his release sending waves of pleasure through both their bodies. They remained connected for a moment, panting and gasping for air, before Harry gently pulled out, his cock glistening with their combined release.

Luna's eyes fluttered closed, her body limp and boneless with satisfaction. Harry picked her up, her legs still trembling, and carried her to the nearest bed. He laid her down with care, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. "Rest now," he murmured, his voice a gentle command that Luna couldn't resist. Her eyes drifted shut, and she was lost to the world.

Turning to Hermione, he found her lying sprawled across the couch, her chest heaving with the aftermath of her powerful orgasms. She looked up at him, a drunken smile playing on her lips. "You too," he said, his voice thick with lust and affection. She nodded, her eyes half-closed. Harry scooped her up, feeling the heat radiating from her body, and carried her to the bed as well.

As he lay beside her, their limbs entangled, Hermione couldn't help but feel a sense of euphoria. She had never felt so desired, so consumed by pleasure. Her hand found its way to Harry's chest, her fingers tracing lazy circles around his nipples, feeling his heartbeat slow to match hers.

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice hoarse from screaming. And she drifted off to sleep as Luna cupped her tit from behind, her breath hot and ragged against Hermione's ear. Harry kissed them both before joining them, his arms wrapping around them protectively.

As the castle settled into the quiet of the night, the three of them lay entwined in the vast, four-poster bed, their hearts beating in sync. The only sounds in the room were their gentle pants and the crackle of the fireplace. The warmth from the flames danced across their sweat-drenched skin, creating a cozy cocoon of afterglow.