Harry Returns for his Round.

The tentacles retracted slowly, their suckers popping off of Hermione and Luna's skin with wet smacks. The two girls collapsed onto the bed, their bodies drenched in sweat and alien fluids, panting heavily as they tried to regain their composure. The mirror above the bed reflected their flushed faces, swollen lips, and wild hair, telling a silent but vivid story of the depraved acts they had just engaged in.

The door opened and Harry walked in. "Have fun girls?"

Luna and Hermione lay on the bed, their bodies entangled, their breaths still heavy from the intense climaxes that had just rocked them. They looked at each other, their eyes gleaming with a mix of satisfaction and curiosity. Hermione nodded weakly, still trying to catch her breath, while Luna managed a small smile. "More than we could have ever imagined," she murmured.

Harry strode back into the room, his eyes raking over the two naked figures on the bed. He had returned early, unable to wait any longer to claim his part in the erotic dance they had started. "Now," he said, his voice low and filled with a dark excitement, "it's time for the main event."

The tentacles retreated into the walls, their job done for the moment. Harry climbed onto the bed, his cock standing at full attention. He positioned himself between Luna's legs, his gaze fixed on hers. "Ready for round two?" he asked with a smirk.

Luna's smile grew, her eyes flickering with mischief. "Always," she purred, spreading her legs wider to invite him in. Harry didn't need any further encouragement. He slammed into her, burying his length deep within her soaked pussy. The **** of his thrust caused her to arch her back, her tits bouncing with the impact.

Hermione watched, her own arousal flaring anew as she felt the bed shake beneath her. She reached out a tentative hand, her fingertips grazing Harry's toned back as he pounded into Luna. The sensation of his skin against hers was like a live wire, sending jolts of desire through her.

Without thinking, she straddled Harry, her own wetness coating his back. His rhythm didn't falter as he continued to fuck Luna, his hips slamming into hers with a ferocity that was almost animalistic. Hermione leaned forward, her breasts pressing against his back as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Mine," she whispered in his ear, her teeth grazing his earlobe. Harry groaned, the feel of her hot breath sending a shiver down his spine. He reached back, his hand cupping her ass, pulling her closer. The three of them were now a writhing mass of flesh and desire, the only sounds in the room their moans and the wet slap of skin on skin.

Luna's eyes went wide as she felt Harry's cock swell within her, his orgasm imminent. With a roar, he pulled out and spun around, his cum spurting onto her stomach and breasts, the warm liquid pooling on her skin. Hermione watched, her eyes dark with hunger, as Harry's seed coated her friend.

The moment Harry's cock was free from Luna's grip, Hermione eagerly straddled him, her own need overwhelming. Harry's eyes met hers, the lust in them clear as he positioned himself at her entrance. With one swift movement, he filled her, his cock still slick from Luna's juices and his own cum. The sensation was electric, a mix of the familiar and the taboo that sent her spiraling into a frenzy.

Her walls clenched around him as he began to move, his strokes deep and demanding. Hermione's nails dug into Harry's back, her body responding instinctively to the feeling of being claimed. She could feel his warmth, his energy, filling her up as they moved together in a dance as old as time itself.

Luna, not to be left out, scooted closer, her own hand sliding down to her clit. She began to rub it in slow circles, her eyes never leaving the reflection in the mirror. The sight of Harry's cock disappearing into Hermione's tight pussy was almost too much to bear, her own need for release growing with every thrust.

As Hermione's moans grew louder, Harry reached up and grabbed her by the throat, squeezing gently. "Look at us, Luna," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "Look how good your little slut of a friend is taking my cock."

Luna's eyes never left the mirror, watching Harry's cock plunge in and out of Hermione's tight pussy. She could see the pleasure etched on both their faces, the sweat glistening on their skin as they moved in perfect unison. Her own hand sped up, her breaths coming in shallow pants as she watched.

The air in the room grew thick with lust, the scent of sex and Harry's cum filling their nostrils as they all approached another climax. Hermione's eyes rolled back in her head as Harry's grip on her throat tightened, the pressure adding to the overwhelming pleasure building inside her.

Her hips rocked back to meet Harry's thrusts, her body moving instinctively to the rhythm that he set. She felt Luna's hand slip between her own legs, the soft touch of her friend's fingers on her clit sending her over the edge. The world around her exploded into a kaleidoscope of colors as she came, her pussy clenching around Harry's cock as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her.

The intensity of Hermione's orgasm triggered something in Harry, and with a roar, he released his own climax, filling her completely. His cum spurted deep inside her, the warmth of it making her shiver. The feeling was indescribable, a mix of euphoria and belonging that she had never felt before.

A) Shower (they all need it)

B) They get something to eat

C) Move to another room

D) Add.