Chapter 46: Still Sheathed in the Morning!
Lucien ran through the weapon moves one more time, his movements slicing through the still air of the training ground.
Swoosh.
Swoosh.
His first attempts were downright awkward, the heavy metal feeling unnatural in his grip as he fumbled the transitions.
The next few repetitions grew a bit smoother, the momentum shifting from a clunky arc into a fluid swing.
Finally, something clicked. The weight balanced out, his wrists adjusted, and his stance locked into something resembling genuine competence.
He stopped, resting the butt of the weapon against the ground, studying the polished metal glowing beneath the soft sunlight.
Okay, he thought, tracing a line down the shaft. You’re definitely growing on me.
"Your footwork’s improving," Aurelia said from the doorway.
She stood leaning against the frame, her arms crossed tight under her full, soft chest, her blue eyes tracking his posture with the sharp gaze of a seasoned warrior.
"That’s a nice compliment, wife," he said, turning toward her with a broad smile.
"It’s more of an observation, really," she replied smoothly, not dropping her stoic facade, though a faint glint of affection danced in her eyes.
"I’ll take it as a compliment anyway."
Aurelia stepped closer, her heels clicking softly against the floorboards. She reached out, lightly tapping his left ankle with the toe of her boot and nudging his shoulder back.
She pointed out two lingering flaws in his stance, correcting his balance before adding, "If you’re serious about this weapon, you need an actual technique for it, not just swinging it any how."
’Exactly what I’ve been thinking,’ Lucien thought, nodding in agreement.
Raw strength could carry him through low-level skirmishes, but without a actual weapon technique or manual, he would hit a wall soon enough.
Dinner that evening came together smoothly, largely thanks to Seraphina’s growing confidence in the kitchen.
She moved around the kitchen with a grace, taking charge of the cooking mostly because Lucien was too busy playing with his new weapon to help, much to Evelisse’s visible dismay.
The mouthwatering aroma of roasted meats and rich herbs soon filled the entire estate.
They all sat around the wooden dining table, digging into the warm meal while discussing Lucien’s new weapon choice and strategy moving forward.
"This is really delicious, Seraphina," Lucien said between bites, looking up at her with genuine appreciation.
A bright, beautiful smile bloomed across Seraphina’s face. She ducked her head slightly, her cheeks dusting with a soft pink blush as she softly thanked him.
After dinner, the four of them hung out at Evelisse’s absolute favorite place in the house, the living room or more specifically, directly in front of the magic-infused glass panel serving as their TV.
They lounged together, the quiet hum of the broadcast filling the background as the tension of the past few days melted away entirely.
By the time everyone decided to head up to bed, Lucien found himself reflecting on everything that had changed compared to a few weeks ago, a steady smile plastered on his face.
As they ascended the staircase, he looked up at the hallway and thought about the renovations that still desperately needed to be done.
"I can’t wait for the master bedroom to be expanded so we can all sleep together," he said offhandedly, glancing back at the girls trailing behind him.
"You just want to taste all of us at once, don’t you, husband?" Evelisse turned toward him, shooting him a suspicious glare with narrowed, playful eyes.
Seraphina turned bright red at Evelisse’s utter directness, her hands flying up to cover her burning face.
Yet, after a beat of silence, she mumbled softly under her breath, "I... I don’t mind..."
Evelisse whipped her head around to stare at Seraphina, her jaw dropping slightly, which only served to turn Seraphina an even deeper shade of crimson.
"Why don’t you come to my room for tonight?" Aurelia interjected, stepping up beside Lucien and eyeing him with heavy, undeniable intent.
Hearing her sudden suggestion, Lucien grinned and thought,
’Why not?’
The other girls offered brief goodnights and retired to their respective rooms, leaving Lucien to follow closely behind Aurelia.
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As they walked down the hall toward her room, he couldn’t help but notice how she seemed practically burning with suppressed excitement.
Her curvy hips swaying rhythmically with every deliberate step she took toward her chamber, making her thick ass bounce up and down.
The second they crossed the threshold, Aurelia closed the door behind them with a soft click and immediately pinned him against the wall.
Before he could utter a single word, her lips claimed his in a fiercely passionate kiss.
There was no hesitation between them, their tongues explored one another with an intense, fiery hunger that had been building up all day from sparring together.
Soon clothes were removed before moans sounded throughout the room.
A few hours later, after multiple grueling rounds of intense battles, they both collapsed onto the bed.
Their sweat-slicked bodies lay tightly entangled, both breathing heavily, utterly exhausted from the physical exertion of their intimate conflict.
Lucien decided to sleep in Aurelia’s room for the night, still sheathed inside her as they held each other close under the heavy sheets.
As they lay together in the dark room, catching their breath in the quiet silence, Lucien turned his head toward her and flashed a teasing smile.
"Looks like I’m stronger in these kinds of battles, wife," he murmured softly, his hand resting gently against her waist.
"That is something I don’t mind, but actually enjoy, husband," she replied, a rare, breathtaking smile illuminating her features.
She looked completely content, satisfied by his relentless effort at pounding her and filling her deep inside with his hot seed.
Both of them were thoroughly exhausted, yet wrapped in a profound sense of comfort, a feeling that still occasionally surprised Lucien whenever he paused to reflect on it.
He had never imagined experiencing an anything like this in his new life, making extremely grateful for being married to them.
"A few weeks ago, we didn’t even know each other," Lucien whispered softly, gazing up at the ceiling. "Now... it feels wrong when we’re not all together."
"That it does, husband," Aurelia agreed gently, her heavy eyelids slowly fluttered closed.
Lucien pulled the thick blanket up to cover them both, settling in right next to her.
As his own breathing slowed down to a steady rhythm, he pulled her tightly against his chest.
They both drifted off into a deep, peaceful slumber, wrapped securely in each other’s arms.
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Morning arrived with a golden ray of sunlight streaming through the window curtains.
Aurelia was already gone by the time Lucien opened his eyes, already completing her morning training, obviously.
Lucien stretched, feeling remarkably refreshed, and freshened up before making his way downstairs.
The kitchen was already brimming with pleasant noise and the savory sizzle of breakfast cooking.
Stepping into the kitchen, he walked up behind Seraphina as she tended to the pans, wrapping his arms around her waist to give her a gentle squeeze. She leaned back into his touch with a soft giggle.
Moving around the counter, he leaned down to kiss Evelisse and Aurelia in turn before pulling out a chair and helping plate the meal. Once everything was set, the four of them sat down together.
"I’m heading to the Guild today," Lucien announced between bites of bread.
"Why?" Aurelia asked, setting down her cup.
"Selling the rest of the wolf materials I couldn’t carry before." He pulled his phone from his pocket, tapping it against the table. "Also buying things. Quite a lot of things, actually."
He began listing items off one by one: a proper weapon manual, dedicated alchemy equipment, medicinal supplies, new clothing, new training gear, general household supplies, and perhaps even a reliable mode of transportation.
Hearing the list, Evelisse’s hand instantly shot up in the air like an eager student. "Don’t forget the snacks."
"Adding it to the list, so don’t worry," Lucien chuckled, jotting it down.
"Add more snacks," she pushed, leaning across the table. "Oh, and a side of even more snacks."
"That’s not a shopping list, that’s your entire personality, Eve," he teased, reaching over to pat her head affectionately.
"I’m not a dog," she pouted, crossing her arms and turning her cheek, which immediately made Lucien and the other two girls burst into warm laughter.
Once the laughter quieted down, Seraphina offered her own requests next.
Her eyes lit up as she rattled off her needs, a better furnace, proper distillation apparatus, airtight ingredient containers, purification equipment, rare herbs, mana catalysts, and advanced alchemy manuals, etc.
"Looks like you don’t need anymore motivation," Lucien remarked, his fingers flying across the screen as he noted down every single request. "You just need more resources."
Seraphina offered him a radiant and deeply grateful smile, before kissing him slightly.
When pressed for her turn, Aurelia initially shook her head, crossing her arms rigidly. "I don’t need anything right now."
Lucien paused, raising an eyebrow at her. "You’re still recovering from shattered mana veins, so I’m sure you need something to keep you entertained besides training."
Aurelia remained stubborn, staring back at him in silence. "..."
"Try again," Lucien said flatly.
She relented with a soft sigh, rolling her eyes. "Fine. Weapon maintenance supplies, heavy training weapons, mana recovery items, and vein-restoration materials if any are even available in the market."
"Don’t worry Aurelia, Lucien knows a guy doesn’t he?" Evelisse quipped while smiling at him making Lucien smile wryly.
"Your recovery comes first," Lucien reminded her firmly, his eyes softening as he made a dedicated note on the paper. "So I’ll make sure we find some."
Aurelia looked at him for a long, quiet moment, her posture relaxing. "...Thank you."