Chapter 131: Sisters are Mine! -1-

The room was transformed. The Koen ivy vines that normally gave off a dull greenish glow along the walls had been rearranged into spiraling patterns around the ceiling and their soft light made the whole place look like it was underwater in a warm golden pond.

Small glow stones were placed in every corner and along the windowsills, each one pulsing with a faint amber warmth that Eren had never seen them tuned to before. Someone had spent hours on this.

In the center stood a table set for three with clay plates and wooden cups and a centerpiece of dried wildflowers from the eastern orchard. Two candles burned in carved stone holders. The food was laid out and steaming.

It was the most romantic thing Eren had ever seen in either universe and he was standing in the doorway wearing torn hunting shorts and nothing else.

I look like a caveman who wandered into a five-star restaurant.

He felt stupid for about one second. Then that second passed and the half-elf side of him just… didn’t care. He’d spent the whole day running through the forest half-naked killing things with his bare hands. If anything he was overdressed for how he felt right now.

He stepped inside and let the door close behind him.

Selena stood up from the table first as Lyra was beside her.

Eren’s mouth went dry with the scene in the room. They were wearing something he had never seen before.

It wasn’t clothing in any definition he knew. It was threads. Dark brown leaf-fiber spun into strings thinner than anything Rabbu-i had ever worn and woven into patterns that covered almost nothing while technically covering everything. The dark strands crossed over their bodies like someone had wrapped them up as a gift.

They are mine…

Selena’s green hair was loose over her bare shoulders and the thin threads wrapped around her wide hips and across her chest in a way that made her curves look even crazier than usual. Her thick thighs pressed together as she stood and the dark strings framed the soft curve of her lower belly. On Earth she would’ve caused a car crash just standing on a sidewalk wearing this.

Lyra stood next to her and the difference between the two of them hit Eren like a truck. Her blonde hair was down for once instead of braided and it hung past her shoulders in soft waves. The same thread-garment clung to her tiny frame but on Lyra it looked completely different.

Her huge breasts were barely held by the thin weave and they looked like they were going to rip through it if she breathed too hard. Her waist was so small it curved outward into hips that made zero sense on someone this short. She had that innocent face of hers and it clashed with what she was wearing so badly that Eren’s d*ck reacted before his brain did.

Rabbu-i has never worn anything this thin. These two made something specifically for tonight.

Wow…

“Your eyes look at us like you want to gobble us up..Hahaha…” Selena said with that sneaky foxy smile.

She pulled the chair in the middle out from the table. “Sit down before your food gets cold.”

..

The first hour was warm and easy.

They ate and talked and Selena kept refilling his cup with dark Zen Wine while Lyra fed him pieces of sweet bread she had baked that afternoon. Every time she leaned over to put food in his mouth her breasts brushed against his arm and she blushed like she hadn’t done it on purpose even though she absolutely had.

Selena told stories about her restaurant and the ridiculous customers she’d dealt with over fifteen years. Lyra talked about the time she accidentally set her oven on fire and had to rebuild the entire back wall of the bakery by herself. Eren told them about his mother’s cooking back on Earth and how she would have loved Selena’s Yaksha stew.

But as the wine settled and the candles burned lower the conversation got deeper and more honest than any of them expected.

“I had someone before you,” Selena said quietly. She was leaning against Eren’s right side and her hand rested on his thigh under the table. “Fifteen years ago. A fighter elf named Dorin. We tried for two years to make a child.” Her fingers squeezed his leg. “Nothing happened. He died in a dungeon raid three months after we stopped trying.”

Lyra looked down at her plate. “Mine was twenty years ago. Taelon. He was a scout. Very handsome and sweet.” She paused. “We tried for four years. Same result. He moved on and tried with another woman. He didn’t succeed with her either.”

Eren put his arms around both of them and pulled them closer. Selena pressed her face into his shoulder and Lyra curled against his chest. The warmth of their skin through those ridiculous outfits was making it hard to focus on what they were saying but he forced himself to listen.

They both lost someone. They both tried and failed to have kids for years. And now they’re sitting here in these crazy outfits hoping I can fix that.

“My mother would understand you better than I can,” Lyra said suddenly. She looked up at him with those big eyes. “Sayune. She’s over a hundred now and she’s been with nearly every man in this village trying to make children. She succeeded twice.”

Eren frowned. “Twice?”

“My brother Faelan was first. Born to both my parents.” Lyra’s voice got smaller. “He died twenty-five years ago in a dungeon collapse. He was a good fighter. Everyone loved him.”

She had a brother.

“After Faelan was born my mother decided she was special. That the ability to get pregnant was in her blood.” Lyra smiled but it wasn’t a happy smile. “She left my father and spent years trying with other men. Never succeeded again. But my father…” She paused and looked at Selena.

Selena picked up without hesitation. “Her father Vaeldir found my mother. They were together for five years before I was born.” Selena looked at Eren with those sharp green eyes. “Vaeldir and my mother both died in the same battle twenty-five years ago. The same one that killed Faelan.”

Eren looked at Selena, then at Lyra, then back at Selena.

Same father?

Then it hit him.

“You two are sisters!”

“Half-sisters,” Lyra corrected. “Same father. Different mothers. We’ve known our entire lives.”

Emily knew. She put them both in front of me knowing they were sisters. She trusted their bond with each other enough to make them both my concubines.

He should have felt weird about it at least a bit.

Any normal guy from Earth would have spiraled into some moral panic or at least asked himself a few uncomfortable questions. But the wine and the candlelight and the smell of these two women pressed against his body and the fact that their bare skin was burning hot through those thin strings and the weight of what they’d just told him about dead lovers and dead brothers and decades of failed pregnancies…

All of that mixed together inside him and what came out wasn’t guilt or confusion.

It was hunger. Pure and simple and violent.

I’ve been sleeping with two sisters and I didn’t even know it! Brother in high heavens..it already happened and I didn’t know.!

My childhood porn fantasies….

He stood up from the chair so fast it made a chilling sound on the stone floor.

Selena looked up. “Eren?”

He grabbed the waistband of his shorts and pulled them off. Lyra squeaked and covered her mouth with both hands but her eyes didn’t close. Selena’s mouth opened into a grin so wide and so hungry it made her look like a completely different woman from the one who served food at the restaurant every day.

Yeah. That’s the look I want!

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