Despite their comments, Luca ignored them all.

He was too busy admiring his handiwork.

The four glistening cunts lined up before him, each one coated in a blend of arousal and Leona’s essence.

He dragged his fingers from Lulu’s pussy all the way up to Leona’s, tracing a slow line through the wetness, and every single woman moaned as he passed over them.

"Ahh!♡~"

"Nooo!♡~"

"That tickles!♡~"

"Nnnnn!♡~"

He did it again. And again. Up and down, like he was playing an instrument, each woman producing a different note—a gasp, a whimper, a sharp inhale, a breathless laugh.

It was music to his ears.

When he was satisfied that they were evenly coated, slick and ready, he pulled back and admired his work.

Four women, two generations of the same family, stacked and presented and dripping with anticipation.

Luca kneeled over them like a wolf surveying its prey, his massive cock throbbing with anticipation.

But just as he was about to ask who he should slide his cock first—

Leona suddenly twisted her head back again, as if she thought about something detrimental.

"Hold on, Luca—wait! Stop for just a moment. Don’t do anything yet!"

Hearing this, Luca’s eager expression soured instantly, turning pale with disbelief.

"Leona...don’t tell me you’re still trying to protect your virginity or something?"

"Julius is gone from your life. You don’t need to worry about anything anymore."

Nyx, Luna, and Lulu all turned to stare at Leona with matching expressions of dismay.

"Mother, no."

"Don’t you dare."

"Sis, I love you, but I will smother you with a pillow."

Leona freaked out, waving her hands frantically.

"No, no, no! That’s not what I’m talking about!" Her voice rose in panic. "Luca, you can do whatever you want. I’m not going to stop you."

"Why would I stop you? There’s no way I’d watch everyone else enjoy themselves while I’m left aside!"

Luca’s expression relaxed slightly, but he was still wary.

"Then what is it? Why did you tell me to stop?"

Leona took a breath, composing herself. When she spoke again, her voice was calm, collected—almost shy.

"I’m not asking you to stop." She said. "I’m just asking you to take it slow. Say a few words of love, you know? Affection. Before you...send your seed into us."

Luca blinked, completely caught off guard. He didn’t understand where this came from.

But Nyx on the other hand jerked up like she understood what Leona was talking about.

"Oh! You’re talking about that?"

"What else would I be talking about?" Leona huffed.

Luca scratched his head. "Wait, what? Hold on. What’s going on? What are you talking about?"

Leona sighed, the sound heavy with exasperation and embarrassment.

"You see, Luca, elves have a tradition when it comes to reproduction and making life."

She paused, searching for the right words.

"Think about it like how you humans do wedding vows. You say a few words to one another about your love and your promises before you put on the ring. It’s kind of similar here."

She shifted uncomfortably, aware of how strange it was to be discussing this while stacked naked on top of her family. But she still explained saying,

"Basically, before you take that massive thing..."

She gestured vaguely at his crotch, her face flaming.

"...and push it inside one of us, you need to say a few vows. Words of love, affection, anything you truly feel from the bottom of your heart."

"Promise to love and cherish us and our children for the rest of your life. You can’t just shove it in and start pumping like you would normally do."

He face flushed even more in shame as she finished saying,

"Instead, capture the moment and immediately push your seed into us when you enter."

"That way, the child born will carry the promise between the two of you for the rest of their lives, and the family will be strong forever."

Luca raised an eyebrow, intrigued. He hadn’t expected to hear something so...romantic in the middle of all this debauchery.

Behind her, Nyx nodded.

"She’s right. I remember this tradition. Mother told us about it long ago when she was teaching us about...adult matters."

She let out a nostalgic chuckle.

"I never thought I’d actually get to use it. I always assumed I’d stay single."

Lulu looked up, her expression confused. "Wait. I never knew about this. No one ever told me."

Nyx smiled down at her. "That’s because your mother never had the talk with you."

Leona went red.

"I was busy! I was trying to act cold and distant! I didn’t have time for—"

She stopped, realizing how pathetic that sounded.

The truth was, she had thought about giving her daughters "the talk" many times.

But every time she tried, she got too embarrassed. Too flustered.

Unlike her own mother, who had explained everything with calm grace, Leona couldn’t even bring herself to say the word penis without wanting to die.

So she had simply...not done it.

Meanwhile, Luna looked up at Nyx, her brow furrowed with concern

"Auntie Nyx, I’ve already done it with Luca. M-Multiple times, even."

"Does that mean I broke tradition?"

Nyx reached down and patted her head.

"It’s alright, dear. No need to worry. Even though it’s a tradition, I don’t think many people really follow it."

Leona bristled. "But as the Matriarch of this village, I can’t just let it go. We need to follow tradition."

She paused, her voice softening.

"And...to be honest, I’ve always dreamed of this moment. Ever since I was a little girl, I wondered who I would do this with. Who would be the love of my life, standing before me, speaking words of love before we truly became one."

She glanced at Luca, her eyes shining. "And now that he’s finally here..."

The three women beneath her looked up at her and saw her in a new light.

She wasn’t just their mother. She was a woman in love.

Luna also nodded to support her mother, her own eyes bright.

"Me too. If it was just any other elf, it would be meaningless. But if Luca does it—"

"It would change everything." Lulu finished, her voice soft.

Nyx sighed dramatically.

"I’d much rather the Hero just slam his dick straight into me and fill me up already. But since all three of you insist, fine. We’ll do it your way."

Then she frowned.

"But how are we going to do it?"

Everyone looked at her.

"In the tradition, the male says his words, pushes inside, and releases immediately. The whole point is to ’capture the moment’ in a single instant."

Nyx snorted.

"But the real reason is that male elves are pathetic. They can’t hold themselves back. The moment they push inside, they erupt like geysers."

"The tradition was invented to hide their embarrassment, to make their impotence seem romantic."

Leona’s mind reeled. The pieces clicked into place with horrifying clarity.

"Wait." She said slowly, her voice hollow. "You’re telling me...that whole tradition...the one about the male elf talking his bride to consummate the marriage...the one we were always told was about love and tenderness and the sacred bond between husband and wife..."

"Complete fabrication." Nyx nodded, still looking entirely too pleased with herself.

"But—"

"Male elves couldn’t perform, Leona. They were pathetic in bed. They couldn’t satisfy their wives. They couldn’t even manage the act itself half the time."

Lulu’s jaw was hanging open. Luna looked like she might be sick.

"So all those stories." Leona whispered. "about the beautiful first night, about the loving way the husband would cherish his wife..."

"Lies." Nyx said flatly. "All of it. It was never about cherishing. It was about hiding. About saving face."

"About making sure no one found out that the great and mighty male elves couldn’t even do the one thing they were supposed to do."

And the moment Leona realized this, she felt a heavy sense of disappointment wash over her.

All those years, she had believed in that tradition.

She had thought it was sweet, wholesome, loving—a beautiful way to begin a marriage.

But now, her sister had completely destroyed that view.

She turned to glare at Nyx.

"You couldn’t have let me keep one illusion? Just one?"

Nyx shrugged, utterly unrepentant. "You wanted the truth. I gave you the truth."

"The truth is ugly!"

Nyx waved her hand dismissively.

"But the Hero is different from the rest of the elves. He’s a monster. He could pump inside you all night without releasing."

"In fact, the opposite is true for him—immediately pushing it in and erupting would be impossible."

She looked at the three women beneath her.

"So what are we going to do?"

Leona bit her lip. Despite the tradition being ruined, she still wanted this moment. She had dreamed of it for so long.

Luca, who had been listening silently, finally spoke. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Don’t worry. I’m not fond of the idea of having to come instantly..." He patted Nyx’s ass. "...and I’d have to postpone the interesting way I’d planned to fuck all four of you."

The women perked up with curiosity.

"But I can handle it. I can control my body well enough to release my seed whenever I want."

He smiled. "So there’s no need to worry. The tradition will be followed."

Relief washed over the women. Nyx grinned. Luna sighed. Lulu wiggled her hips. Leona’s eyes sparkled with happiness.

Luca moved forward, positioning himself behind them, and looked down at the four generations of Silverleaf women—all stacked, all waiting, all his.

"Alright, ladies." He said. "Who wants to go first?"

Hearing Luca ask who wanted to be impregnated first, all four women instantly erupted into chaos.

This wasn’t just some casual opportunity.

This was the moment they had been waiting for, dreaming about, and arguing over for days.

And none of them were willing to let it slip away.

Lulu shouted first, her voice frantic and desperate from the very bottom of the pile.

"Me! Luca, me! Choose me! I’m at the bottom, bearing the weight of all three of you! I deserve first place!"

Luna immediately twisted her head around to glare at her sister.

"I’m bearing the burden too, Lulu! At least you have the bed under you!" She poked Lulu’s head with her chin. "I’m surrounded by bodies on all sides. I’m in an even worse spot!"

"Shut up, Luna!" Lulu shot back, her hips wiggling defiantly. "My body’s softer than any bed. I bet you’re actually enjoying it."

Luna’s face turned crimson because Lulu was unfortunately right. Her sister’s plush back and soft bottom were genuinely comfortable.

But she wasn’t about to admit defeat.

"Shut up, Lulu! This is my turn! I’m not giving it up!"

The sisters bickered fiercely, but the fight wasn’t limited to the bottom of the pile.

Up top, Leona joined the fray with an indignant huff.

"After all I’ve suffered for forty years—the loneliness, the isolation, the curse, the inability to show love—I deserve this more than anyone!"

She declared before she wiggled her hips enticingly, her ass pressing back against Nyx’s stomach.

"Luca, please! Push it in. I want you inside me!"

"Don’t pull that pity card on me, Leona."

Nyx rolled her eyes so hard she nearly strained something.

"I do feel terrible for what you’ve been through, but using it to cut to the front of the line? That’s something I would do."

"What can I say?" Leona smirked, utterly unrepentant. "I learned from the best, dear sister."

She wiggled again, her voice dropping to a sultry murmur.

"Come on, Luca! What are you waiting for?!"

Nyx wasn’t having it. She twisted her head to look back at Luca with an expression of pure, seductive confidence.

"No, Hero. My pussy is waiting for you. Look closely—you can practically hear it calling."

She clenched her inner walls, making her folds visibly open and close like a beckoning mouth. In a husky whisper, she mimicked.

"Come, Hero...push it in. I want to feel that massive rod stretch me wide."

Luna, still trapped in the middle, refused to be ignored.

"No! Ignore them, Luca! You disappointed me earlier by not impregnating me when you had the chance!"

"So, technically, you owe me this!" She wiggled desperately, trying to draw his attention.

Lulu, at the very bottom, resorted to more drastic measures. She looked back at him with huge, watery eyes, her lip trembling.

"I promise I’ll cry, Luca! I’ll just gush tears right now! I’ll ruin the entire mood if you don’t choose me!"

Soon all four of them were bickering, scolding, and accusing each other of cheating.

Nyx even bit onto Luna’s ear and started sucking on it.

"Hey!" Luna yelped, her whole body jerking. "That’s not fair! That’s cheating, Auntie Nyx!"

Nyx just smirked against her ear.

"All’s fair in love and war, dear. You’re just unlucky to be on top of me."

Luna’s eyes blazed with frustration. But she refused to be outdone.

She twisted her head and latched onto Lulu’s ear, which made her cry out in a fluster.

"No, no, no!" Lulu cried, her body squirming. "My ears are sensitive! You can’t do that!"

But Luna continued anyway, sucking on her sister’s earlobe with fierce determination.

Leona saw this and frowned deeply.

"Stop bullying my daughter, Nyx!"

She leaned down and bit Nyx’s ear, sucking hard and even Nyx couldn’t suppress a soft whimper at how sensitive her ears were.

Soon, every single one of them was biting and sucking each other’s ears in a chaotic orgy of frustration and misplaced affection.

Lulu, with nothing to bite, could only chomp on the blanket beneath her, overwhelmed by the pleasure of her sister nibbling the tip of her ear.

It was absolute madness.

And Luca watched it all with an amused smile, his hard cock twitching with anticipation.