Free Web NovelChapter 585: Having Fun With The Wood Elf (1) *
Third Person’s POV
Twin crimson orbs that reflected the pale moonlight had suddenly fixed upon her with chilling precision.
There was no drowsiness in that gaze and no confusion about what was happening around him, but only cold, sharp awareness, as though he had been watching her all along.
"What were you doing just now, elf?
Elis froze at the sudden voice in her kneeling position.
She slowly raised her head and met those two crimson orbs with her own panic filled emerald ones.
"N-Nothing," she finally stammered after a good five seconds of recollecting herself, her voice trembling.
"I-I was doing nothing.
W-What do you mean by that tone?
I had just arrived to tell you that tomorrow you will start your first day at the academy."
She blabbered incoherently in a completely flustered state as she tried to become angry, as if being wrongly accused of doing something wrong.
But she knew, deep down, that she had been in the wrong this time.
Her attempt to make excuses failed utterly as her pale skin had turned pink with the blush staining her long, pointed ears as well, while her eyes reflected panic and a desperate desire to escape this awkward situation.
But to her dismay, she found that her hand was tightly clutched in the iron grip of Ethan’s own.
In a single second, she realized the truth that, in terms of physical strength, she was no different from a normal person.
Her magic was formidable as she was a Sky Realm mage, but her body was that of an elf.
She was slender and graceful and not built for brute force, so there was no way she could escape from him.
Meanwhile, Ethan suddenly smiled as he found her flustered behavior surprisingly cute.
He had already woken up the moment she had first touched his skin, but he had chosen not to react.
Initially, he had wanted to see what evil scheme this arrogant elf was planning, while he appeared asleep and off guard.
But to his shock, there was no scheme as she had simply started to touch him without any shame.
She had started by feeling his hair, his face, his neck, and had even slipped her hand into his shirt to feel his chest.
As her soft elvish fingers caressed his skin, and as her slow but frantic breaths carrying a faint, fragrant warmth ghosted across his chest, he felt something stir within him.
His own lust had been dormant for who knew how long, and this elf was exotic, busty, and undeniably beautiful.
And seeing her behavior now, he could tell with certainty that this woman was completely inexperienced in matters of love and desire.
So an evil idea started forming in his head, and he decided to take matters into his own hands.
He completely ignored her words about the academy starting tomorrow and instead said,
"So, you did nothing, huh?"
The wood elf, Elis, seemed to have forgotten all her arrogance.
She felt utterly powerless in his grasp as her mind had turned chaotic with panic.
Her embarrassed expression turned even redder as the realization dawned on her that he had most likely sensed everything she had done and had simply pretended to sleep.
"N-No," she whispered, her voice barely holding together.
"I did nothing.
And w-w-why are you focusing on something so irrelevant when you should be asking the queen about the academy and the t-task that you have to fulfill?"
She answered with the best possible strictness she could muster, but her voice wavered as her attempt to appear authoritative failed completely.
Ethan suddenly stopped smiling.
His expression turned serious, and before she could react, he pulled her body toward himself.
She squealed in panic as she found herself held tightly in the arms of this mysterious, handsome young man, with his face now only mere inches from her own.
"Kya~~"
Her breasts became squished against his hard, muscular chest as he held her curvy thighs and settled her onto his lap.
She had been wearing a short green skirt, revealing her smooth white thighs, so he was easily able to spread her legs.
The cool air of the room kissed the exposed skin of her thighs, sending a shiver through her that had nothing to do with the cold.
He placed his hands on her waist and pressed her body tightly against his chest.
Through the thin fabric of her blouse, she could feel the steady warmth radiating from him that was a stark contrast to the chill that clung to the windows.
Her heart pounded violently, each beat echoing in her ears like a drum while her face burned, the heat spreading from her cheeks down her neck and across her collarbone.
Her entire body felt like it was on fire and being consumed by a sensation she had never experienced before.
She could feel the warmth of his breath on her lips and could see the faint flecks of darkness hidden within his crimson irises.
Those eyes held her captive and seemed to be pulling her into them, making it impossible for her to look away.
She could have struggled fiercely.
She could have pushed him away, summoned her magic, or screamed for help, but her mind had seemingly gone blank.
All she could feel was the press of his body against hers, the warmth of his hands on her waist, the intoxicating closeness of this young man.
His presence seemed to have made her powerless, stripping away her defenses and leaving her vulnerable in a way she had never been before.
All of this was new to her, as she had never become intimate with anyone in her whole life of forty years. freewёbnoνel.com
In terms of Sky Realm mages, she was still very young, and her advancement at such a young age was very rare.
It had happened precisely due to her talent and a rare opportunity she had fought for.
She had been considered a genius in her hometown when she was in her early twenties in the Bloom Haven Continent, a prodigy whose future had once seemed so bright and certain.
