Harem System In A fantasy World

Tessa closed the door to her room with a soft click before turning to face Elion, who was looking around the interior with a somewhat deadpan expression.

The room was mostly empty, and it was obvious that it was rarely occupied, but it was also spacious and comfortable, as well as immaculate, indicating that someone made sure it was cleaned regularly despite Tessa’s infrequent use of it.

A simple bed sat against the wall on the left, positioned in the middle of the room, with a closed closet standing on the opposite end.

Glass-paned sliding doors occupied the far wall, allowing moonlight to spill faintly into the dimly lit room.

A small lampstand rested beside the bed, while a simple study table had been placed near the sliding doors with a standing lamp sitting neatly on top of it.

A lovely carpet covered the floor around the bed, while simple grey and white sheets gave the otherwise plain room a surprisingly cozy atmosphere.

Elion looked around once more before smiling.

"Cozy room you have here."

Tessa immediately glared at him, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks.

"Shut up, you."

Elion raised a brow.

"What?"

"We didn’t come here to appreciate the room, now did we?"

A loud laugh escaped Elion.

"No, we did not. Since you are so eager, how about you do us the honour of removing your own clothes, and mine as well, if you are up to it?"

Tessa sighed, "Fine, fine."

She reached for the fastening of her ceremonial robe and slowly slipped it from her shoulders, letting the elaborate garment fall away and revealing the simpler top she had been wearing beneath it.

Elion raised an amused eyebrow.

"So much for all that ceremony."

Tessa gave him a playful glare.

"Are you going to keep talking, or are you actually going to help me?"

Elion laughed softly as he stepped closer.

"I’ll help."

And so, the beautiful ceremonial robe and top she was wearing were swiftly discarded, leaving her standing in nothing but very tight boxers as her underwear.

She hadn’t been wearing any brassiere under the top, leaving her supple, tanned breasts out on display, with those lovely brown nipples immediately stiffening and budding under Elion’s intense gaze.

"Oh, how I’ve missed these," he said with a smile as he stepped forward, stopping before the standing Tessa just in front of the bed.

Without wasting a moment, he brought his hands forward and cupped the underside of her fleshy mounds, thumbs and forefingers forming gentle arcs beneath while his remaining fingers wrapped around the soft flesh from below.

Tessa blushed furiously as he began to lift her breasts up with a soft jiggle and his palms molding around the weight of her breasts

"Have I already told you how beautiful your breasts are?" he asked with a grin, earning an embarrassed nod from Tessa.

"You have," she murmured, "But you can say it again if you want."

"I never get tired of how warm they feel," His fingers tightened just enough to make the flesh dimple, then eased, letting the heavy globes settle back into his hands with another gentle sway. "Still as perfect as the first time I touched them."

He dipped his head to press a slow kiss to the top of one breast. His tongue followed, tracing a wet line toward the nipple he had just been teasing with his thumb.

"Ahhhh..."

Tessa gasped softly when he closed his lips around it, sucking with steady pressure that made her knees weaken.

Her blush deepened until it reached the tops of her ears.

She tried to look away, but the sensation of being held like that kept her gaze flicking back to his face. "You’re such a pervert," she muttered, though the words came out breathy rather than biting.

Elion chuckled.

"There is no denying that; at least you know what you signed up for, dear wife."

He drew back from her breast and leaned in again, brushing his nose along the side of her neck, and inhaling the faint scent of the ceremonial oils still clinging to her skin.

He played with her mounds until he was satisfied with the attention he had lavished on them, pulling back to find that the glossy, dark texture of her skin was glistening because of his saliva.

"Beautiful," he commented again.

"Y-you already said that," Tessa protested, earning a laugh from Elion.

"Come now, let’s get rid of everything else so that we can get into it."

Elion quickly stripped off his own attire in one go, boxers and all, freeing his thick, menacing cock that sprang free with a heavy bob and dangle.

Tessa stared at it as one would a fearsome foe.

"I still can’t believe how big it is," she murmured, lowering herself into a crouch.

One hand wrapped around the pulsating shaft, her fingers barely meeting around its girth as she felt its intense heat and the rhythmic throb along its length. Her eyes sparkled as the familiar scent wafted into her nostrils.

Elion watched her from above with a gentle smile. He couldn’t understand her fascination with the damned thing, but if she loved it that much, then good for him.

His body, however, was roaring at him to get things going, hence the violent throbbing of his shaft. Seeing the naked, beautiful lady before him was making it very difficult to show restraint.

He brought a hand to her cheek and brushed it gently just as she was about to start stroking, lowering it to her chin before lifting it up so that she was facing him.

"Let’s move to the bed, shall we?"

"Un," Tessa nodded and pulled her hand back, lifting herself up from her crouch with a soft jiggle of her lovely breasts.

Once on the bed, Elion gestured for her to sit on the edge before lowering himself into a crouch right in front of her, with her legs closed stiffly.

She was in nothing but her tight boxers, which she used as her underwear.

They weren’t girly or scandalous like what his other women wore, but Elion wasn’t judging. They were right up what he considered to be Tessa’s alley.

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