Chapter 102: The Morning After

The room was still dark when Eren woke up for the first time, but it wasn’t morning dark. It was that deep, middle-of-the-night kind of darkness where the only light came from the dying embers of the oil lamp on the nightstand. He could hear three different breathing patterns around him. Emily’s was steady and controlled even in sleep, Selena’s was deeper, and Lyra’s was quick and light like a small animal.

His body was wide awake. His system stats simply didn’t care that he had just spent hours draining himself with two women. His fifty-four Endurance had already rebuilt everything like a cheat code in a survival game, and his c*ck was rock hard again, pressing against Selena’s thick lower back where she had curled into him during sleep.

Selena stirred, shifting her hips backward against him with a small sleepy sound, and then completely froze when she felt what was pressing against her.

“Already?” she whispered without opening her eyes. Her voice was hoarse, tired and highly amused.

He kissed the back of her neck. “Stats.”

“That’s your excuse for everything,” she muttered, but she reached behind her and guided him between her soft thighs without even turning around. She was still incredibly warm from earlier, and when he slid inside her tight heat, she let out a long quiet moan into the pillow.

This was nothing like the wild first round. There were no dominance games or dirty talk, just a slow, lazy movement in the dark with her mature back pressed against his chest and his arm wrapped securely around her wide waist. She held his hand against her soft stomach while they rocked together, squeezing his fingers every few seconds like she was making sure he was still real.

“Slower,” she whispered. “Just like this. Don’t rush.”

He didn’t rush. He matched her steady rhythm, keeping his mouth on the back of her neck to breathe her in. The expensive spiced soap smell from the restaurant had faded, leaving behind the natural scent of her sweat and that primal elven warmth that was purely Selena.

She came quietly this time. It wasn’t the loud screaming from earlier but a long, slow shudder that started at her thick thighs and rolled up through her entire curvy body. She pressed his hand harder against her stomach, held her breath for five seconds, and then completely melted back into him with a highly satisfied exhale.

“That one was different,” she murmured, sounding half-asleep already.

“Better or worse?” Eren asked.

“Much better.” She pulled his arm tighter around her. “The rough one was exciting, but this one felt like… like you’ve been my husband for decades.”

He kissed her bare shoulder and stayed inside her while she drifted back to sleep. There was something about this position that felt incredibly right, possessive but gentle, like holding the most valuable treasure of the village in the dark. Yeah, I am satisfied.

There was a sudden movement on his right side. Lyra had woken up, and he could easily tell because her breathing pattern completely changed and her soft hand tensed against his stomach.

“Is she…” Lyra’s whisper was barely audible. She had definitely heard Selena’s quiet moans.

“She’s sleeping now,” Eren replied softly.

There was silence for a few seconds, and then Lyra’s hand slowly slid down from his stomach to his waist. Her curious fingers found where he and Selena were still intimately connected, and she pulled her hand back as if she had touched a hot stove.

“Oh,” she gasped, her voice going up a full octave.

He carefully pulled out of Selena. The older elf murmured something incomprehensible in Elvish and curled deeper into the warm sheets. Eren rolled onto his back and saw Lyra right there, propped on one elbow with her brown hair falling across her flushed face and her massive, soft breasts hanging heavy in the dim lamplight.

She was chewing nervously on her bottom lip, looking everywhere but his eyes.

“Can we…” She couldn’t finish her sentence, but she bravely crawled onto his chest and straddled his hips with her plush thighs. The sheer heat of her wetness pressing against his skin made Eren’s breath catch. She was absolutely soaking wet. The baker had been lying there listening to him take Selena in the dark, and her virgin elven body had been reacting wildly the entire time.

“I want to try being on top,” she mumbled into his chest because she was too embarrassed to look at him. “I heard Emily do it once through the wall back at my house. I wasn’t trying to listen, I swear. The wooden walls are just thin and-”

“Lyra,” Eren interrupted gently.

She immediately shut up.

He put his large hands on her wide, soft hips and lifted her slightly. His system stats made her feel totally weightless in a way she definitely wasn’t in reality. She squealed quietly when he positioned his hard length at her entrance, and then she slowly sank down onto him. Her back arched, pushing her massive breasts forward, and she quickly grabbed his broad shoulders to keep from losing her balance.

“Ah!” She squeezed her eyes shut, her inner walls clamping down on him tightly as she took his full length. “You feel so big…”

She started moving, but she was incredibly clumsy at first. She didn’t know the proper rhythm and her hips moved in awkward, jerky circles instead of smooth ones. Eren firmly held her waist to guide her up and down, and after about a minute of practical coaching, she finally found a steady pace.

And then she accidentally found something else. She shifted her angle slightly, and every downward movement suddenly hit a spot deep inside her that made her whole body jolt like she had touched a live wire.

“Wait-” she gasped loudly, her short nails digging into his chest. “Don’t move, let me do it.”

He happily stopped moving and let her do all the work. Lyra started bouncing on him with increasing speed while her heavy breasts swayed wildly and her hair stuck to her sweaty forehead. Whatever was left of her shy baker personality was completely gone, overridden by the biological need of her elven race to get pregnant.

She climaxed incredibly hard, even harder than her first time. Her soft thighs clamped around his hips like a vice and she clamped her own hand over her mouth to swallow her scream so she wouldn’t wake Selena up. Her whole body shook violently before she collapsed forward onto his chest, pressing her face into his neck while panting for air.

Eren couldn’t hold back anymore and came right after her, unloading his hot seed deep inside her tight core again. Lyra whimpered happily at the feeling and pressed her hips down even tighter, subconsciously trying to absorb every single drop to guarantee the pregnancy.

They lay like that for a few minutes. Lyra rested her full weight on top of him with her soft breasts squished against his chest, her heart hammering against his skin like a drum.

“I really liked that,” she whispered. “Being on top. I could control how deep you went.”

“You were a natural, Lyra,” Eren chuckled.

She hit his shoulder weakly. “Don’t tease me.”

“I’m serious.”

Emily’s voice suddenly came from somewhere near the headboard. “She really was. The hip movement definitely needs work, but your instinct was perfectly right, Lyra.”

Lyra let out a humiliated squeak and buried her face deeper into Eren’s neck. “You were watching us?”

“I’m always watching, silly.” Emily’s hand appeared in the dim light and she stroked Lyra’s messy hair affectionately. “How else would I know what needs improving?”

..

The bathroom in their modest house that came from Emily’s mother was basic but functional.

This tone house had a single stream of water that flowed from a thick, hard plant tube built directly into the stone wall, looking exactly like the broken pipe showers.

The water wasn’t hot or cold but somewhere comfortably in between, pouring in a steady stream that was big enough for one person. Two people could fit if they didn’t mind being tangled together.

Morning came fast, and Selena went in first because she was the first one out of bed.

But she wasn’t alone for long. Eren naturally followed her in. When she heard his footsteps, Selena turned around with water running down her golden hair and streaming over her small breasts. She gave him that signature sneaky look, her confident boss-lady persona back at full power after the night’s rest.

“Came to wash my back?” she asked, arching a wet eyebrow.

“Something like that,” Eren grinned.

He pinned her against the wet stone wall and kissed her deeply while the water poured over both of them. She tasted like clean water, sleep, and the very faint, sweet trace of elven wine. Her hands went to his defined abs immediately because touching his system-enhanced muscles was apparently her new favorite hobby.

“I’ll never get tired of these,” she murmured, running her wet fingers across the hard ridges. “I used to stare at you carrying lumber outside my restaurant and imagine what they would feel like under my hands.”

“And?”

“Better.” She grabbed his waist and pulled him aggressively closer. “Much better than a stupid piece of lumber.”

He easily lifted her thick body against the wall. Selena wrapped her legs around his waist, the running water making everything incredibly slippery and warm. She guided his hard length inside her, and the sudden depth of the new angle made both of them groan loud enough to echo.

Standing up in a shower with a mature elf lady… my broke friends would cry blood if they saw this.

“Harder,” she commanded, biting his earlobe. “I’m not fragile, human.”

Eren happily obliged and gave it to her much harder. The wet, rhythmic slapping sounds echoed loudly off the bathroom walls, and Selena completely stopped trying to be quiet. Her shameless moans bounced around the small space as she grabbed the thick plant tube above her head for leverage, actively pushing her wide hips back against his every thrust.

She finished really fast. Her curvy body had become hypersensitive after last night, and the new angle combined with the warm water pushed her over the edge in barely two minutes. She bit hard into his shoulder to muffle her loud scream, and Eren came deep inside her at the exact same time, pressing his sweaty forehead against the cool stone next to her head to catch his breath.

“I’m going to need to use this bathroom a lot from now on,” she panted while he was still holding her up against the wall. Her voice sounded totally wrecked. “For… cleaning purposes.”

“Right. Cleaning purposes.”

“Exactly.” Selena kissed his sharp jaw and finally slid down to her feet. Her thick legs were noticeably shaking again.

Lyra was next. She entered the wet bathroom completely wrapped in a white bedsheet and stubbornly refused to drop it until Eren turned around.

Which is totally ridiculous considering she rode me cowgirl in front of everyone three hours ago, but whatever. He smiled and turned around anyway, playing along with the shy baker.

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