Chapter 39

Standing back up, Fleur fondled herself. For Veela, constant orgies were not unusual. Therefore, she was eagerly awaiting further developments.

- Well, well, well, you forgot to call me," Morgana, who was also eager to join the orgy with Harry, said in a slightly offended tone as she emerged from the black smoke. Like Hela, the black-haired legendary witch was completely naked, having stripped off her clothes when she appeared in the shadows and watched the actions of the goddess of death. Once Daphne was completely naked, Hela pulled her away from Harry, beckoned Morgana and Fleur over to her and gave the boy a languorous look. Standing in front of Potter, the four naked beauties turned their backs to him and showed Harry their seductive bottoms.

- So Harry, which one of us are you going to start with?" - Hela asked, not hiding the impatience in her voice. The black-haired goddess moved her soft white buttocks lecherously. A vulgar smile appeared on the Asgardian beauty's face, full of anticipation of future pleasure. Not taking his eyes off the naked beauties, Harry felt he couldn't make a decision yet. Clenching his fists slightly, he walked around the naked beauties, occasionally glancing at their bare bottoms. Unlike Fleur, Morgana and Hela, who were acting more relaxed, Daphne was a little hesitant and embarrassed. The girl wasn't used to this kind of behaviour. This, of course, did not go unnoticed by Harry.

- You know, it's a hard choice. I don't want to offend any of you, but you three are going to have to wait your turn," Harry said after a short silence, keeping his eyes on the naked beauties whose gorgeous charms drew the boy like a moth to a flame.

- So decide quickly," said the impatient goddess of death, lustfully licking her scarlet lips, turning to face the boy and showing him her voluminous breasts.

- Don't be cheeky, Hela, you're not alone here," Morgana instantly responded and turned to Harry along with Fleur and Daphne. In the time she had been standing with the other ladies, Greengrass had gradually lost her shyness and was already feeling more confident.

- The black-haired goddess smiled wryly and wanted to say something else witty, but Harry intervened, for he knew that if Hela wanted to, she would cause a verbal stir.

- That's enough. I'll choose one of you, and it won't be you, Hela. And if you continue to mock, I will punish you severely," Harry said, crossing his arms across his chest. The black-haired goddess didn't react the way the boy had expected. Hela smiled lecherously and slowly approached the young man, swaying her hips seductively.

- So punish me, I'll be waiting," the black-haired cheeked girl whispered languidly, brazenly placing her hand on the boy's right buttock and pressing her voluminous breasts closer to Potter. However, the goddess didn't stay in this pose for long and soon returned to her seat, smiling languidly.

Harry had no choice but to lightly cover his face with his hand. While he made a facepalm, the other ladies, especially Morgana, shushed Hela, who continued to smile defiantly at the young man. The silence lasted for a while.

- Daphne, let's go," Harry walked over to the blonde and, after waiting for her to take his hand, led Greengrass away from Morgana, Hela and Fleur. Soon they were already walking towards the mansion. However, the other ladies didn't stay outside either and hurried after Harry and Daphne. Upon entering the living room, Harry and the naked beauties split up. Morgana, Hela and Fleur moved to the centre of the room, while Harry and Daphne headed towards a long sofa that could seat five people. Walking over to the soft couch, Potter sat down on it and pulled the girl to him. Throwing a quick glance at the other ladies, Harry turned to them after a brief silence.

- 'Dance,' the boy said before he began kissing Daphne, who settled confidently in his lap. Switching on the magical music box, Morgana, Hela and Fleur used transfiguration to create three metal poles, stood around them and began to dance, swaying their bottoms sensuously. While the three naked beauties danced lewdly, Harry and Daphne were clearly not bored. Resting her hands on the back of the couch, the blonde sat down on Potter's cock and began to move her hips back and forth, moaning loudly and longingly.

- Ah! Harry! More! Deeper! - The blonde moaned, throwing her head back slightly as she continued to move her hips back and forth. Wrapping his hands around Daphne's buttocks, Harry steadily entered the girl's warm bosom, her moans growing louder and stronger. Soon Daphne was squealing with intense pleasure.

As he continued to fuck the blonde beauty, Potter didn't forget to watch the other three naked beauties dance. Standing in the centre between the two pillars, Morgana and Hela pressed their lush breasts against each other and kissed passionately, moving slowly to the beat of the music. Fleur continued to dance lecherously apart from the two brunettes. Sensual dancing had always been a strong trait of any pureblood Veela. Delacourt was surrounded by a faint pinkish glow characteristic of Veela aura. The girl continued to twirl slowly in an erotic dance, spreading her arms above her head in different directions.

As she did so, she spread her aura throughout the room, further arousing everyone present. Dancing with her eyes closed, Fleur couldn't see the other girls in the room changing. Morgana and Hela felt even more aroused, so they soon stopped dancing and pounced even harder on each other.

Stretching out on the soft carpet in the 69 position, the two black-haired naked beauties began to give each other oral pleasure with light slurping sounds. Daphne began to ride Harry's cock even more vigorously, wrapping her arms around his neck. Nestling his lips against the girl's soft hooters, Potter began to nibble gently on the blonde's areolae, making Greengrass moan even louder and longer with pure pleasure.

- Ah! More! Harder! - Continuing to bounce on the boy, Daphne gave herself completely over to pure pleasure. It felt so good that she didn't want to stop at all.

Fleur opened her eyes and looked round, Morgana and Hela were lying on the carpet in a 69 position with Daphne riding Harry's cock, and smiled. The blonde pureblood Veela slowly walked over to the nearest chair and slowly sat on it, spreading her legs slightly. Licking a couple of fingers, Fleur soon slipped them into her rather wet pussy and began to move them vigorously, while she began to play with her own breasts with her left hand. The pure-blooded Veela began to moan with pleasure, not forgetting to whisper words in her native tongue. Engrossed in the process, the participants forgot about the charms of privacy.

Suddenly the door to the room opened and Bellatrix entered. The black-haired witch gave everyone a very displeased look, crossed her arms over her chest and said:

- What the hell!!!

Black's angry remark made all the members of the orgy look away from their activities for a while and stare at the black-haired sorceress who was looking at them all unhappily.