I Found a Door to the Elven Realm-Chapter 97: Eren’s First Harem Night -2-

He lay down. Emily placed a thick pillow under his head so he could still see everything and the two elves repositioned on either side of him.

Selena’s body pressed against his right side and the shock of skin-on-skin contact made him flex his jaw. Her breasts were smaller than he’d expected under those loose restaurant clothes. Firm and perfectly shaped with pale pink tips that hardened against his ribs.

But when she rolled over to reach for something on the nightstand her back turned to him and Eren forgot about her breasts entirely.

Her ass.

Selena’s ass was the kind of thing that didn’t make sense on an elf body. Round and full and sculpted like someone had designed it specifically to destroy men’s ability to think. The curve started at her lower back and pushed out in a perfect arch that made Eren grip the sheets.

She looked over her shoulder and caught him staring. She knew exactly what she was doing.

She absolutely rolled over on purpose. That woman is dangerous.

Do NOT embarrass yourself. Not in the first ten minutes. Be cool. Be fuking cool.*

On his left side Lyra pressed against him and the difference hit him like a wall. Lyra was short. Shorter than anyone in the room by far. But her body was built like someone had taken every curve a woman could have and packed it into a compact frame. Her breasts were huge. Not big. Huge. Easily the largest he’d seen on any elf in the village and they pressed against his arm soft and heavy and warm.

The rest of her was just as shocking. Wide hips, thick thighs, a waist that curved inward and then out again. Under those baggy flour-covered baker clothes this woman had been hiding a body that would’ve crashed any website on Earth.

"Lyra." His voice came out rougher than intended. "You’ve been hiding."

She buried her face in his shoulder. "I wasn’t hiding. People just don’t look at the baker."

"I’m looking now."

"I know." She whispered it against his skin and her lips were on fire.

The touching escalated from there and it happened naturally. Selena started it by running her hand down his stomach. Her fingers traced the muscle lines and dipped lower, grazing the waistband of his shorts.

Emily knelt beside Lyra and whispered something in her ear. Lyra listened with wide eyes and then nodded. She bit her lip and reached down with trembling fingers.

She was the one who pulled his shorts down.

The elastic caught for a second because of how hard he was. Then it cleared and the cool air hit him and all three women went quiet.

Selena stared. Her sneaky confident smile disappeared and got replaced with something close to shock. "That’s... that grew too right? Like the rest of you?"

"Everything grew."

Lyra was looking at it from six inches away and her mouth was slightly open and she wasn’t breathing. Emily leaned over and whispered in her ear again. Lyra swallowed and nodded.

Emily guided Lyra’s hand first. Wrapping her fingers around him gently and showing her how to move. Eren’s back arched off the pillow and a groan escaped him before he could stop it.

Fuk. Fuk fuk fuk. Days without touching anyone and now two women and Emily is teaching them and I swear to every god in both universes I am NOT finishing early.

Selena watched Lyra’s hand for about ten seconds before she got impatient and lowered her head. Her golden hair fell across Eren’s thighs like a curtain and when her lips found him the world went white around the edges.

"Easy." Emily guided Selena’s head with one hand. "Slower. Use your tongue more."

Selena adjusted and the next thing she did made Eren grab the bed frame hard enough to crack the wood.

Emily looked at the cracked frame and laughed. "We just got this bed silly."

He couldn’t answer. Lyra’s hand was still working and Selena’s mouth was doing things that were going to kill him and Emily was kneeling beside them all, orchestrating, one hand on Selena’s hair and the other on Lyra’s back.

Then Emily leaned down to Lyra’s ear one more time. This time Lyra turned red all the way to her chest but she nodded again. She shifted lower and Eren felt her lips, tentative and shaking and impossibly soft, on a place he really didn’t expect.

His balls.

She kissed them first like she wasn’t sure she was doing it right. Then her tongue found them and whatever resistance Eren had left inside him died on the spot.

He came.

Hard and sudden and with a sound he’d never made before that echoed off the bedroom walls. Selena pulled back in surprise and Eren’s release covered her chin and chest. She looked down at herself, then at Eren, then at Emily.

Emily was smiling. "You lasted longer than I expected actually."

"Thanks Emily. Really helpful."

Selena wiped her chin with the back of her hand and the sneaky smile returned. She tasted what was on her fingers and her eyebrows went up. "This is... not bad?"

"Don’t sound so surprised." Eren was breathing like he’d just sprinted a kilometer but he was already hardening again. Half-elf recovery at its finest.

"Already?" Selena looked down. "How is it already-"

"Stats."

Emily moved. She repositioned Selena so she was lying on her back next to Eren and she guided Eren’s hand down between Selena’s thighs.

"Your turn." Emily looked at Eren. "Make her feel what she made you feel."

Eren rolled onto his side and looked at Selena. Her hair was fanned across the pillow and her small breasts rose and fell with every breath. Her eyes were shining and nervous for the first time tonight.

He started at her neck, kissing slow and working down to her collarbone. She gasped and her fingers dug into his shoulder. He moved lower, between her breasts and across her stomach. She was squirming and making small sounds she was trying to suppress by biting her lip.

Her skin tasted like that spiced soap and salt and something underneath that was purely her. He reached her hipbones and Selena’s breathing turned into sharp little bursts. Her thighs opened without him asking and the invitation was so honest it made his chest ache.

He kissed the inside of her thigh first, then the other, taking his time and making her wait.

"Eren if you don’t- please-" Selena’s composure cracked and that single word - please - was worth every second of restraint.

He lowered his mouth to her core and tasted her for the first time.

"Ah-!" Selena’s back arched completely off the bed and both of her hands found his hair and grabbed hard.

He used every technique he’d learned with Emily. Slow circles with his tongue, varying pressure, finding the spot that made her legs shake and staying there. Emily had taught him things during their months together that no textbook on Earth could match.

Selena lasted about two minutes before her entire body locked up.

She came with a scream that sounded like she was trying to say three different things at once in Elvish and none of them were actual words. Her thighs clamped around his head and her back stayed arched for a solid five seconds before she collapsed back onto the sheets shaking. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

She was gasping for air and staring at the ceiling. Then she turned to Emily. "How do you... how did he learn to..." She couldn’t finish the sentence.

Emily put a finger to her lips. "Trade secret."

Selena was still catching her breath when she rolled onto her side and looked at Eren with half-closed eyes. "When can we do that again?"

"Give me two minutes."

"I wasn’t talking to you." She looked at Emily. "When can he do that again?"

Emily laughed. "Whenever he wants. He’s your husband too now."

Emily caught Eren’s eye from across the bed. She was still in her dress with her hair messy and her lips swollen from the kisses. She held up two fingers and mouthed the words: "Two down."

Two down. Because Selena and Lyra are just the first two out of six. Emily told me there are four more who want in. Four more elf women of different ages who agreed to become concubines. Not just for children. For him.

And if Emily’s not joking about the rest of the village wanting just his seed for babies...

He looked at the two naked women beside him. At his pregnant wife kneeling at the foot of the bed with that proud, possessive smile.

I’m going to need a bigger bed.

The night was just beginning.