Saving The Monster Race Starts With Breeding The Elf Village-Chapter 224: Unexpected Guest

But Luca grabbed her hips firmly and pulled her back down before she could do anything rash.

"Hold on, Leona—don’t! It’s not what you’re thinking. I’m not doing this because of what you did at all."

Leona didn’t believe him right away. Tears welled in her eyes.

"You’re lying...You definitely hate me because of what I did, and you’re trying to push me away right now!"

"Please don’t...Please don’t push me away. I-I don’t want to be without you. I can’t live without you. I’ll do anything—I"

She raised her hips again, determined, but Luca held her firmly in place and looked at her with a solemn, deeply loving gaze.

"Trust me, Leona. This really has nothing to do with you."

He smiled softly and caressed her cheek with his thumb.

"And do you really think I’m such a petty man that I would get angry over something like this?"

Leona thought about it for a moment, then shook her head, a small smile breaking through her worry.

"No...I wouldn’t fall in love with such a petty man."

"Exactly." Luca said warmly. "So believe me when I say it has nothing to do with you at all. Even if I had to wait a hundred years, I’d be willing to do so."

Leona giggled despite herself. "Stop joking, Luca. You probably wouldn’t even live that long."

She said it as a light joke, but the moment the words left her mouth, a deep sadness washed over her face. Her eyes grew misty, and she felt like crying.

The reminder that he wouldn’t live as long as she would, that their time together had a limit hit her like a painful stab to the heart. She tried to hide it, but the sorrow was impossible to miss.

Luca, noticed the sudden sadness that clouded Leona’s face and his heart softened instantly.

He got up before gently cupping her cheeks with both hands and tilted her face up so their eyes could meet.

"It’s all right, Leona." He whispered, his voice warm and steady like a promise wrapped in velvet. "It’s all right. I’m not going anywhere. Not today, not tomorrow...not until the very end."

"I’ll be right here beside you, okay?"

Even though a part of her wanted to protest, that it couldn’t possibly be true, that no human could stay with an elf forever—something in his gaze made her believe him anyway.

A quiet confidence bloomed in her chest, chasing away the chill of doubt. She found herself nodding slowly, eyes glistening.

Luca smiled tenderly and leaned in, pressing another soft kiss to her lips.

"That’s my Leona."

She managed a beautiful, watery smile in return.

Then he pulled back, and his expression shifted to something more amused.

"But I really do have to go deal with something right now. Those two idiots couldn’t control themselves, and now I have to deal with them."

He then chuckled darkly as she said in a eerie tone,

"Though I can’t complain too much. After all, It’s good news for me. I finally get to vent some of the anger I’ve been holding in."

Leona’s brow furrowed. "What’s happening? Is something wrong? Should I be worried?"

Luca shook his head, pulling on his shirt. "Nothing at all. Just leave it to me."

"But—"

"You’ll see the results soon enough." He smiled, mysterious and confident.

He then lifted her gently off his lap, setting her on the bed, then stood and finished dressing.

Belt, boots, jacket—he was fully clothed again in moments. He looked like he was about to leave on an important mission.

But just as he was about to step toward the door, he paused. And then turning back to Leona with a sudden spark of affection, he closed the distance in two strides and captured her lips in a big, deep kiss.

"Kiss!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Nibble!♡~"

Leona herself melted into it instantly, eyes fluttering shut, savoring the warmth and taste of him.

When he finally pulled away, he grinned down at her, then without warning pushed his face straight into her breasts, nuzzling and shaking his head all over her chest like an overgrown puppy.

Leona burst into giggles, half-amused, half-embarrassed.

"What are you doing, Luca? Stop it!"

"Even though I can’t go all the way right now." He murmured against her skin, voice muffled and playful. "I can at least enjoy these beautiful ripe fruits a little longer."

He then trailed lower, pressing one last affectionate kiss directly to her still-sensitive pussy.

"And this pretty little thing right here."

The intimate touch made her blush furiously, a fresh wave of heat rushing to her cheeks.

Luca then stood tall again, towering over her with that confident, loving smile. He reached out and patted her head gently, like she was something precious.

"I’ll be back, Leona...I’ll always come back for you."

Hearing this, Leona knew what he was doing. He had seen her fear, the terror of losing him, of being left behind and he was trying to soothe it.

To reassure her that no matter what happened, he would return.

And it worked.

A loving smile spread across her face.

"I’ll be waiting, Luca. Forever and ever."

He kissed her forehead one last time, then strode to the door and disappeared into the night.

Leona was left alone on the messy bed, heart racing, cheeks still burning.

For the first time in so many long years of being married, she truly felt like a wife, a proper wife who had just sent her beloved husband off to handle important matters while she waited at home for his return.

The feeling was so sweet, so fulfilling, that she thought she could die happy right then and there.

But she quickly shook her head, a determined sparkle in her eyes.

’No. I should live. I should live forever and ever, just so I can stay with Luca.’

Her thoughts then drifted further, painting warm pictures in her mind.

’Not just him...but our children too.’ She gently placed a hand over her womb, imagining it.

She already had Luna and Lulu, of course, but that would never be enough. She wanted Luca’s children as well—many of them.

She wanted to carry them, raise them, watch them grow alongside their siblings. The mere idea made her blush deeply, a shy yet excited smile curving her lips.

She could already picture the day when she would finally be free from every restraint, when Luca could take her completely and fill her belly with his seed.

That would surely be one of the happiest moment of her entire life.

She kept stroking her lower abdomen softly, lost in dreamy thoughts of the future when she thought of something strange.

How would Lulu and Luna treat her own children with Luca?

Would their big sisters spoil them rotten or tease them playfully?

What kind of messy, loving family dynamic would they create together?

The thought made her heart feel light and full at the same time.

But just then, suddenly—the sound of approaching footsteps echoed from the hall, heading straight for the room.

Leona’s eyes lit up with excitement. She sat up a little straighter, a proud, seductive little smile tugging at her lips.

’He really couldn’t hold himself back after all.’ She thought, feeling rather pleased with the power of her body and charm.

If Luca was coming back so soon to continue their fun, she would gladly welcome him with open arms.

But the moment the voice reached her ears, she froze.

"Hero~ Hero, where are you?"

It was a familiar, seductive, and playfully whiny tone—definitely not Luca’s.

"No matter how much I toss and turn in my bed, it feels so cold tonight. Even with all the blankets, it’s like I’m sleeping in an ice pond."

A pause, and then, sweetly,

"So I think I’m going to come sleep with you instead and share your bed. You wouldn’t mind that, right?"

Leona’s face paled, then flushed bright red in panic.

She knew exactly who that voice belonged to—and she was the absolute last person Leona wanted to see right now.

Heart hammering, she frantically looked around for any hiding spot, but it was already too late.

The door opened fully.

"Hero—"

The newcomer stopped mid-sentence, eyes widening in complete shock at the scene before her.

There sat Leona on the thoroughly rumpled bed, sheets and blankets stained with various fluids, completely naked, skin still flushed from recent activities, looking utterly flustered and embarrassed like this was the most mortifying moment of her life.

And standing in the doorway was none other than her very own sister—Nyx herself—dressed in revealing lingerie that clung to her beautiful curves, the fabric doing little to hide her generous breasts that threatened to spill out.

Her expression mirrored Leona’s shock perfectly; she clearly had not expected to walk in on her older sister in such a state.

For a long, heavy moment, the two sisters simply stared at each other in utter dismay, the air thick with awkward silence and unspoken questions.