“Your glasses are on that end table behind your head,” the woman said.
He reached around and grabbed them, not taking his eyes off of her, and once he could see clearly, he struggled not to let his jaw drop.
The dark-haired woman was beautiful, at least as beautiful as Rias, and had possibly even larger breasts.
She was wearing a simple violet sundress that hugged her bountiful chest nicely and complimented her eyes, which were about the same color.
She was pale, though she looked like she might be partially mixed-race, with a heart-shaped face and plump lips that were curled in an amused smile as she stared down at him.
“I must say that when I advised Rias to fuck the magician who summoned her, I never imagined that you’d be quite this handsome,” Akeno purred, placing a knee on the bed as she leaned towards him.
“It almost makes me wish you’d summoned me.”
Harry flushed at her forwardness and just gawked, unsure of what to say.
“Ara ara!” Akeno laughed.
“You’re so easily flustered too.
I hope Rias keeps you around.
I suspect you’re going to be a lot of fun.”
“That’s enough, Akeno,” Rias said as she walked into the room.
“Rias!” Harry exclaimed, surprised by just how pleased he was to see her.
“Harry,” she replied, smiling warmly down at him.
Turning to the dark-haired woman, she said, “Akeno, this is Harry Potter.
Harry, this is Akeno Himejima, my queen.”
“Oh,” Harry said, realizing that this was the lover Rias had mentioned.
The idea of Rias having sex with another woman was hot enough before he knew she looked like this.
With all of his willpower, he put that image out of his mind and asked, “so you have one of the evil pieces in you?”
“Deep inside,” Akeno sighed, her eyes lidded.
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“So you were human?” Harry asked once he’d recovered.
“Yup,” Akeno replied, though her purple eyes dimmed slightly.
“Akeno is the first member of my peerage,” Rias said, stepping forward, “and my best friend, among other things.”
The tone of her voice was lower on those last few words, and Harry felt his cock throb almost painfully.
Sadly, even more than arousal, he felt an acute need to relieve his bladder, which the erection was not helping with.
“Um, where’s the nearest bathroom?” Harry asked.
“Right through that door,” Rias said, pointing behind him.
“Excuse me,” Harry said, trying to get out of bed and turn around as quickly as he could.
“Um, was that real?” he heard Akeno ask as he closed the bathroom door, proving that he hadn’t been quick enough.
Staring down at the toilet as he lowered his pants, he glared at his hard-on and tried to will it to relax.
Eventually, thinking of his oldest professors helped calm his turgid cock, and he sighed in relief as he was able to pee.
That taken care of, he returned to the bedroom and found Rias grinning down at a stunned-looking Akeno, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.
As he walked inside, she turned and looked at him with such hunger in her eyes that he felt his cock twitch.
He was about to ask what they were talking about when his stomach gurgled audibly.
Rias’ lips twitched, and she said, “neither of us have eaten since yesterday, so I figured that you might be as hungry as I am.
Come, and we can eat together.”
“Sounds good,” Harry said, smiling as the two of them stood up.
Following them, his eyes naturally fell on their equally gorgeous, round arses, which looked incredible in the short skirts they were wearing.
“So Rias told me that you found the ritual you used to summon her in a book,” Akeno said.
“Yes, a…friend gave it to me,” Harry said, unsure of what exactly to call Luna.
“It had been in her family for some time.”
“And she wanted to help you because of this tournament you were forced into?” Akeno asked.
“Yes, I’ve been meaning to ask; did Ajuka help you with that?” Rias asked.
“He gave me something that should make the first task simple.”
“Good,” Rias said.
“I was worried at first when the evil pieces failed because I thought that the Phenexes might come after you, and it was only when I woke up that I remembered the reason you summoned me in the first place.”
“No, it should be al…” Harry trailed off as they entered a small dining room, and he beheld the table full of food that awaited him.
The spread of plainly decadent meals made the Hogwarts feasts look simple, and he couldn’t believe the sheer amount that was there.
“I was unsure of what you liked, so I had the servants whip up a spread,” Rias explained as she sat down.
“Come, dig in.
I know you’re hungry.”
Everything looked wonderful, and he wasn’t sure where to start, but his eyes quickly fell on a baked dish that looked to be full of beef.
It smelled wonderful, and he decided to cut himself a slice, moving it quickly to the plate by his chair and digging in.
“Oh man,” he moaned at the first bite.
“What is this?”
“Beef Wellington,” Rias replied as she dug into a bowl of soup that looked like it contained an assortment of different foods, most of which were sticking out of it.
“It’s one of my father’s favorite dishes.”
“It’s fantastic,” Harry said.
“So, Harry,” Akeno said.
“How exactly did you get forced into this tournament?”
“It’s a competition between three schools, each of which gets one champion,” Harry explained.
“The selections were done by this enchanted goblet, and everyone who wanted to enter and was old enough placed their names in it before the selection.
The three champions were chosen; it looked like everything was going to go smoothly, and then a fourth name was spat out by it.”
“Yours,” Akeno guessed.