Volk’s heart pounded with exhilaration as he dashed back up the stairs, his voice echoing off the stone walls of the tower. “I can absorb again! I can absorb again!” His shout was filled with childlike glee, the discovery of his ability renewing his excitement.

He burst through the door, finding Solluha’r waiting for him with a gentle smile on her face. Her eyes sparkled with warmth as she watched him, clearly pleased by his enthusiasm. Volk’s face was glowing as he repeated, “I can absorb again, Solluha’r! I can absorb again!!”

Solluha’r nodded in response, her smile widening. But then, something shifted in Volk’s expression. His joy tempered, giving way to a look of suspicion. He took a step closer to her, his brow furrowing. “You’re suspicious,” he said slowly, his voice dropping an octave. “It’s as if you already knew this would happen…”

Solluha’r’s breath caught in her throat as Volk’s intense gaze locked onto hers. He closed the distance between them in one swift movement, his eyes narrowing. “Did you know this was going to happen?” he asked directly, his voice now a low rumble that sent a shiver down her spine.

Solluha’r’s face reddened as she tried to avoid his gaze, her mind scrambling for an excuse. “I… I didn’t know… I just… I just thought that…” she stammered, her voice faltering under the weight of his stare. But before she could finish her sentence, Volk reached out, gently cupping her face in his hand. He tilted her chin upward, forcing her to meet his eyes.

Volk’s look was teasing, yet there was an edge to it, a promise of something more. “Did you enjoy seeing me act like a child?” he murmured, his tone playful yet probing. “Jumping with happiness? Is that what you want? To play with my brittle heart? Hmmm…?”

Solluha’r swallowed hard, the heat in her cheeks intensifying. She could feel her heart racing, her body betraying her as she struggled to find the right words. Finally, with her voice barely above a whisper, she admitted, “I… I only thought of it because… because what you absorbed was one of my main elemental affinity…”

Her face turned a deeper shade of red as she continued, her words tumbling out in a rush. “But as a witch, unlike normal elves who usually only have one elemental affinity, I have three more… And one of them is the Earth element, but… but I’m only at the beginning stages, so even if we do the deed… the benefit would be low…”

Volk listened intently as she explained with an unreadable expression on his face.

Solluha’r’s explanation grew more detailed, her words weaving a complex picture of elemental affinities and their effects. She spoke of how Lyerin’s absorption of the main elemental affinity was a natural process for elves, how it usually required time and practice, and how her own affinity for the Earth element was still in its infancy.

Her embarrassment was palpable, each word laced with the vulnerability of revealing something deeply personal.

When she finally finished, Volk remained silent for a moment, his eyes searching hers. Then, with a serious expression, he asked, “So we can’t do it in the botanical mana?”

Solluha’r shook her head, her blush deepening. “No… The crystal that Grak’thor gave us… it’s not enough,” she murmured, her voice barely audible.

Volk nodded thoughtfully. “What about the wind affinity?” he asked suddenly.

Solluha’r’s eyes widened in shock, her expression one of utter disbelief. “How… how do you know that?” she gasped, her mind reeling. She didn’t remember telling him about her wind affinity, yet he had somehow figured it out.

Volk simply smiled, a knowing look in his eyes. “You’re not the only one who has something special about them,” he replied, his tone cryptic.

Solluha’r’s heart skipped a beat, her mind swirling with a mixture of confusion and admiration. His words struck a chord deep within her, making her feel even more flustered. She bit her lip, trying to steady herself. “We could… we could do it,” she stammered, her voice trembling.

“I’ve already absorbed the magic crystals and converted them into wind elemental mana… And… and there’s plenty of wind mana compared to the other elements… so we could really do it…”

Volk’s smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with a teasing light. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper as he murmured in her ear, “Let’s do it, then. Let’s do it for the tribe.”

Solluha’r’s entire body tingled at his words, her blush spreading from her cheeks down to her neck. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions, her heart pounding so loudly she was sure he could hear it. She was acutely aware of how close he was, the warmth of his breath on her skin sending shivers down her spine.

Suddenly, Volk began undressing her, his hands deft and sure.

Solluha’r’s breath hitched, but instead of stopping him, she found herself helping him, her hands moving almost of their own accord.

The feel of his hands on her skin sent electric sparks through her, as if her body was responding to his touch with a mix of anticipation and nervous excitement.

Volk grinned as he watched her, his eyes filled with mischief. “Are you really doing this for the tribe?” he teased, his voice low and seductive.

Solluha’r avoided his gaze, her face burning with embarrassment. She could feel the heat rising within her, her heart racing faster with every second. When she was finally bare before him, her vulnerability on full display, Volk’s expression softened.

He gazed at her with a mixture of admiration and something deeper—something that made her heart swell. “I can understand if you’re doing this for the tribe,” he said softly. “But if you’re doing it because you want me… then I’ll be even more motivated to put a lot of children inside you.”

Solluha’r’s breath caught in her throat, her face turning an even deeper shade of red. She opened her mouth to respond, to say something—anything—but the words stuck in her throat.

Volk’s serious, determined look made it clear that he meant every word, and it left her speechless.

But before she could gather her thoughts, Volk silenced her with a gentle yet firm touch. “You don’t have to say anything to make me feel good,” he whispered. “I don’t want to force you to admit anything.”

Solluha’r’s mind was a blur, her emotions a tangled mess. But then, suddenly, she felt something hard enter her, a sensation so intense and overwhelming that it made her entire body tense. It was pulsing, hard and hot, filling her with a heat that was almost unbearable.

It was in! she thought, her mind struggling to keep up with the flood of sensations. Her face flushed even redder, her body instinctively gripping onto him, wanting to feel him even more.

The pleasure was overwhelming, building with each pulse, each movement, it’s making her go crazy.

Volk’s voice broke through the haze, firm and resolute. “Solluha’r,” he said, his tone filled with promise. “Be prepared. I’ll make sure to put a lot of babies inside you.”

Solluha’r could only nod, like her body was responding to his words with a deep sense of satisfaction and ecstasy.

Soon enough, the afternoon sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over the room as the two of them gave in to their desires.

The sounds of their lovemaking filled the air, a symphony of splashing and pleasure that echoed throughout the tower.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, they continued to lose themselves in each other, the night stretching on as they explored the depths of their connection.

For that moment, nothing else mattered—only the two of them, and the bond they were forging together, stronger and deeper than either of them had ever imagined.

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