Chapter 76 76: The Metamorph & Animagus
The room was a vibrating cage of heat and the smell of sex, the air thick with the static of Ethan's raw magical presence and the musk of two women who had completely abandoned their dignity. Tonks had stripped faster than an Auror on an undercover sting, her body already molding itself into Ethan's side as she joined the fray.
"Move over, Minerva," Tonks gasped, her hair strobing through shades of electric pink and deep red as she watched Ethan's thick cock disappear into the older woman's rear. "You've had the back door all to yourself. Share the wealth."
Ethan didn't slow down. He kept a firm grip on Minerva's waist, his dick still buried deep in her ass, while he reached out and grabbed Tonks by the hair, pulling her face down toward the mattress. "You want in, Pinky? Then get to work. The Professor's pussy is going to waste."
Tonks didn't need a second order. She buried her face between Minerva's legs from the front, her tongue diving into the wet, swollen folds of the Deputy Headmistress's cunt. The sight was a masterpiece of debauchery—the glossy black cat-suit of Minerva, her ass held high and vibrating from Ethan's rhythmic anal pounding, while the young, athletic Auror devoured her pussy from below.
"Oh... fuck... HSSS!" Minerva's feline scowl intensified, her claws digging into the headboard as the dual stimulation hit her. The sound of Tonks's wet, slurping licks—shlup, squelch—mixed with the rhythmic thud-thud-thud of Ethan's hips slamming against Minerva's backside.
Ethan wasn't just a passive observer. He reached down and delivered a stinging, heavy-handed slap to Tonks's bare ass. CRACK. "Keep those internal muscles tight, Minerva," Ethan growled, his sweat dripping onto her glossy suit. "I want you to feel every inch of me while you watch your favorite student eat you out like the slut you are."
He shifted his weight, pulling out of Minerva's ass with a loud, wet pop and immediately flipping the Professor onto her back. He grabbed Tonks by the waist, hauling her up so she was straddling Minerva's face, her own soaked pussy hovering over the older woman's mouth.
"Now, Professor," Ethan sneered, "show me how well you can multitask. Eat her. I want to see that slick tongue of yours in action."
Minerva didn't hesitate. Her glasses were nearly falling off her nose as she reached up, her hands gripping Tonks's thighs and pulling her down. She buried her face in Tonks's pink-haired bush, her tongue working with a desperate, practiced hunger. Ethan stood over them, his thick, purple-headed dick pulsing in the moonlight as he watched the two most powerful women in the castle satisfy each other like common streetwalkers.
Ethan leaned down, spat a thick glob of saliva onto Minerva's exposed chest, and rubbed it in with his palm. "You like that, don't you? Seeing the 'Pride of Hufflepuff' and the 'Stern Deputy' turned into a pair of hungry animals."
He grabbed Tonks by the throat, not enough to stop her breathing, but enough to make her eyes bulge and her pussy clench even tighter over Minerva's mouth. "My turn, Tonks. Open up."
He pulled Tonks back and forced his dick into her mouth. The transition was brutal. He didn't go slow; he began a relentless piston-motion, throat-fucking the Auror until she was gagging, her eyes watering behind her frantic, shifting gaze. Gulp, chokes, squelch. He slammed into her until her face was a mask of ahegao—eyes rolled back, tongue forced out to the side, spit running down her chin.
"Gag on it, bitch," Ethan hissed, his hand tightening on her neck. "Tell me how it feels to have a Master's dick in your throat."
While he worked Tonks's mouth, he didn't leave Minerva alone. He used his free hand to reach down, his fingers finding the Professor's clit and grinding against it with a punishing pressure. Minerva was roaring, her head thrashing as she tried to swallow Tonks's juices while Ethan's fingers wrecked her.
The room was a symphony of plapping skin, muffled gags, and the sharp smack of hands hitting flesh. Ethan pulled out of Tonks's throat with a wet sound and shoved her aside, turning his attention back to the cat-suited Professor.
"Enough foreplay," Ethan grunted, flipping Minerva back onto her hands and knees. He grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head back so she had to look at Tonks, who was currently on all fours beside her, panting and covered in spit.
"I'm going to wreck you both," Ethan promised, his voice a guttural roar. He lunged forward, his dick finding Minerva's wet, gaping anal hole again, while his hand reached around to shove two fingers deep into Tonks's soaking cunt.
The three of them became a blur of rhythmic, violent friction. Ethan was a machine, his hips slamming into Minerva with enough force to make the bedframe scream, while his hand worked Tonks into a state of blabbering insanity.
"You're both such perverted sluts," Ethan mocked, his breath hot against Minerva's ear. "Hogwarts' finest, reduced to a pile of meat and noise."
Minerva's only response was a long, high-pitched yowl, her body vibrating as she neared another peak. Tonks was right there with her, her skin shifting colors in a chaotic strobe light of pleasure. The air was thick with the smell of sweat, musk, and the impending eruption of two lifetimes' worth of repressed desire.
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