Chapter 95: Two Naked Elf Concubines?

Level: 43 | Mana: 710

Strength: 54 (+1)

Perception: 54

Endurance: 54

Intelligence: 54 (+3)

Agility: 54 (+11)

Mana: 65 (+6)

Charisma: 54 (+179 from Passive) (+40 on Bed)

Luck: Locked

54 base on everything. I’m almost nine maybe even ten times stronger than a normal human now. Two months ago I couldn’t even do twenty pushups without wheezing.

He jogged back with his all power under his promise and it gave him a little surprise.

[Congratulations! You have learned a new skill.

-Running (Passive) – Level 1 – First Evolution League]

He was too excited but found out it was a basic passive skill to boost his way of running. Skill was correcting his posture, hand and leg moves and his breathing.

He tested the skill and found out it wasn’t making him much faster.

Bummer..

But skill levelled up two times and became level three after just five minutes.

If this stays this fast in leveling, maybe I can push it to advanced Evolution Leagues and test how the skills work actually.

When he came back, Rosa was standing at the edge of the slime field with a long stick one hand and her knife he gave in the other. She was gently poking a slime away from one of the weaker elves who’d wandered too close to the edge of their picnic area. She looked ridiculous doing and also looked a little bit casual, cute and sexy.

Eren had sudden urges and couldn’t take his eyes from her body and small cute antics.

The slime she was playing with was about the size of a basketball and Rosa was using a random stick.

Eren didn’t slow down with his sudden urges.

He came up behind her at full sprint and grabbed her around the waist, lifting her off the ground and spinning through the air. Rosa screamed and dropped the stick and her notebook went flying.

He ran with her through the trees like she weighed nothing because she basically did. Her body pressed against his chest and his arms locked around her stomach and for about five seconds he moved between the pines fast enough that the branches blurred past them like green walls.

Then he stopped and put her down gently on her feet.

Rosa grabbed his arm because her balance was completely gone. She was breathing hard and her hair was covering half her face and her cheeks were flushed red. “What the hell was that?”

“I leveled up.”

“So you celebrate by kidnapping people?”

“Just the pretty ones.”

Rosa hit his arm but she was laughing and the way she was leaning against him to keep her balance meant her chest was pressed against his forearm and her hair was right under his nose. She smelled like the herbal soap Emily made and underneath that something sweeter that was just Rosa. Clean skin and that faint perfume she still had from Earth that she only used a tiny spray of every few days because the bottle was almost empty.

He could feel everything. The warmth radiating off her neck, the rhythm of her pulse in the vein below her jaw, the way her clothes clung to her from sweat and the shape of her body underneath.

Emily’s sex ban was destroying him. Days without touching anyone and his body kept getting worse about it, not better. Standing this close to Rosa with her scent filling his nose was making rational thought very difficult.

She kissed me four days ago. We haven’t talked about it. And right now I want to kiss her back so bad it’s actually embarrassing.

Rosa looked at him and didn’t look away. She knew what he was thinking. She’d always been able to read him better than anyone and she wasn’t backing off from it this time.

But she stepped back. “Go clean the monster blood off your hands before the ceremony silly. You smell like a butcher shop.”

She’d never used “silly” before. That was Emily’s word.

..

The ceremony was at sunset under the totem.

Kelion stood between them in his ceremonial robe which was just his normal robe with a silver cord tied around the waist and some dried leaves pinned to the collar. The old elf looked like he hadn’t changed for the occasion but his eyes were steady and warm and his hands weren’t shaking for once.

Emily wore a dress that Eren had never seen. White fabric that looked like it was woven from the same material as the totem’s leaves but softer and lighter. It hung from her shoulders with no sleeves and fell to just above her knees. Her hair was braided with small white flowers and she wasn’t carrying any weapon for the first time since Eren had met her.

She looked like something from a painting he’d seen once in a museum his school took him to when he was twelve. He remembered nothing about that museum trip except that one painting of a woman standing in a forest and thinking she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

Emily was better.

I am so fuked. In every good way possible.*

The ceremony was simple. Kelion spoke words in old Elvish that Emily translated in whispers. Something about roots growing together, about two trees sharing water, about blood calling to blood.

Then Kelion took a small stone blade from his robe and made a cut on Emily’s left palm. She didn’t flinch. He did the same to Eren’s right palm and they pressed their hands together.

The blood mixed and something happened that wasn’t physical. Eren felt a warmth spread from where their palms touched, up through his arm and into his chest. Emily’s eyes widened at the same moment so she felt it too.

“Speak your name and your claim,” Kelion said.

“Emily. I claim this man as mine.”

“Eren. I claim this woman as mine.”

Kelion wrapped a thin strip of white cloth around their joined hands and tied it with a knot that looked ceremonially complicated but probably wasn’t. “The blood knows. The tree knows. The earth under your feet knows.” He stepped back. “It’s done.”

That was it. No rings, no priest, no reception hall with overpriced food. Just blood and words and an old tree that might or might not be listening.

Emily looked at him and her eyes were wet but she was smiling so hard that the corners of her mouth were trembling. She pulled him down by the cloth binding and kissed him in front of the entire village who had gathered at a respectful distance around the totem.

I just got married. For real this time. Not the elf-claiming thing from before but the real, permanent, blood-in-blood bonding thing.

The villagers clapped. Thadric whistled through his teeth. Mel was jumping up and down. Nimbo was smiling with his shield held against his chest like a security blanket. Selena watched from the restaurant doorway with her arms crossed and a soft look on her face.

Rosa stood at the back of the crowd with her hands in her jacket pockets. She was clapping but her smile wasn’t reaching her eyes.

After the ceremony Kelion produced a stringed instrument Eren had never seen and played something slow while Emily taught Eren a basic elf dance that was mostly just walking in a circle while holding each other. She had to correct his footwork six times in two minutes.

“You fight better than you dance mister.”

“Everything is better than my dancing.”

“True.” She put her head against his chest while they moved. Her hand was still warm from the blood-binding and her fingers stayed interlocked with his. “Take me home.”

..

Rosa went with Mel and Nimbo for the night. She’d offered without being asked and her voice was casual about it but her eyes were not.

“Have fun tonight.” She said it to both of them but she was looking at Eren. Then she turned and walked toward the twins’ house without looking back.

Emily held Eren’s hand the whole walk home. Her grip was tighter than normal and she kept pulling him closer and bumping her hip against his every few steps. The white ceremonial dress glowed faintly under the moonlight and every time the fabric shifted Eren caught a glimpse of her collarbone and the curve of her neck and his brain stopped working for a second.

“You’re staring again.”

“You’re wearing that dress. I’m allowed to stare.”

“You’re always allowed now that you are my mate and husband.” She turned and walked backward so she was facing him, pulling him by both hands. Her back bumped against the front door and she reached behind herself to push it open. “Come inside husband…”

Her voice was making him mad with hormones and he knew that they couldn’t do it anymore. Not until the baby was born. It was the elvish biology and he wouldn’t trey anything dangerous for the mother and the baby in this period of time.

They went inside that Eren was living for more than a month now.

The house was dark except for their bedroom where a warm light was glowing through the doorway. Emily didn’t let go of his hands as they walked through the living room.

Eren stepped into the bedroom and stopped.

The broken bed was gone. In its place stood something massive, built from dark pinewood that was so fresh Eren could smell the resin. The frame was wide enough for four people and the mattress was stacked thick with new cushions and clean sheets that someone had washed and pressed.

But that wasn’t what stopped him.

There were two naked elves on the bed…

huh?

Selena was lying on the left side of the bed. She was wearing nothing. Her long golden hair was spread across the pillow and her body was stretched out on the sheets like she’d been waiting there long enough to get comfortable.

Her green eyes found Eren’s the second he walked in and she gave him that sneaky half-smile she always had when she knew something he didn’t.

Lyra was on the right side and also wearing nothing. She had her knees drawn up and her arms wrapped around them, small and compact with her golden hair falling around her pink face.

She looked like she wanted to disappear into the pillows but she couldn’t stop staring at him either. Without her usual bulky clothes she looked younger and her body was softer and rounder than he’d expected, completely different from the quiet baker who served him bread every morning.

The room smelled like wildflowers and clean linen and the faintest trace of Selena’s spiced soap.

Eren’s brain tried to form words and produced nothing.

Emily pressed herself against his back and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. Her lips brushed his ear and her breath was warm and when she spoke her voice was low enough that only he could hear it.

“My wedding gift to you..”

Her hand slid down his stomach.

“Don’t keep them waiting.”

Eren gulped and smiled like a savage beast.

I fuc*ing love my life!!!

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