A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Emma blinked a few times as Elora's words sank in. The fact that Elora wanted to give her a welcome to the family gift made Emma lose the fury in her eyes, but she still pouted a little sadly. "But I liked wearing that one…"

Emma's pout made Elora giggle as she pushed the clothes towards Emma. "Don't worry, it's still a maid outfit. But this one is not only of much higher quality, but it also has some enchantments and," she winked before continuing, "one particular feature that I think you will enjoy…"

After a slightly confused Emma grabbed the clothes, Elora flew off to take her place on Erik's lap, who was now sitting on the edge of the bed as he smiled at his wives interacting with each other.

He didn't know what clothes these were but trusted Elora, so he didn't bother asking about it. Instead, he grinned lustfully as he looked at Emma, who was about to try the clothes on, and said, "Wait! Come do it here in front of me. I'd like to watch you put them on."

He was pretty sure Emma would enjoy serving him in such a manner, and he was definitely sure he would enjoy it himself.

Emma blushed a little but didn't protest as she took the clothes and stood before Erik and Elora, who looked at her beautiful body with appreciation.

She was naturally in her underwear still, but her smooth skin, modest but perky breasts, and bubble butt were a delight to watch.

Despite her blush, there was now a light smile on her lips as well, as she enjoyed the clear appreciation for her body in Erik's eyes. Gaining a little more confidence, she locked eyes with Erik and began putting on the new outfit.

It was an intricately designed maid outfit that exuded a kind of magical elegance that was impossible to find on Earth.

It featured a predominantly white blouse adorned with delicate, black lace trimming and puffed shoulder pads while cinched at the waist by a form-fitting corset that emphasized her shape.

A key feature of the outfit was the partially exposed lower belly, as the corset left a triangle-like opening, with the base at Emma's waist, allowing for a clear view of her new tattoo, featuring a heart with a howling wolf's head.

The skirt was multi-layered and short enough to be playful yet tasteful. It was edged with lace and complemented by a large, silky bow at the back. The color scheme of the skirt was primarily dark with white accents, fitting well with the corset, giving the whole outfit a cohesive look.

Accessories included a pair of long, white gloves that reached past her elbows and a choker adorned with a dark bow, mirroring the larger bow on the skirt. The outfit finished with sheer, thigh-high stockings that connected to the bottom of the corset with garter straps.

Overall, the outfit was a blend of classic maid and something more fantastical while managing to be both elegant and seductive. It also clearly showed off Erik's mark, signifying their bond.

Emma had an expression of clear awe on her face as she caressed the soft fabric, beautiful details, and the exposed tattoo. MVLeMpYr-original-content

Erik, too, had looked amazed and with lust on his face as he suddenly couldn't wait to ravage his new wife. The only reason it hadn't happened last night was because everyone was far too tired from the day's events.

As for Elora, she had an expression of confidence mixed with satisfaction as she noticed Erik's and Emma's expressions. "So? Like it?" she cooed, clearly already aware of their feelings.

In response, Emma smiled brightly and ambushed Elora with a powerful hug, tossing her off Erik's lap and onto the bed. "I love it, Elora! Thank you!"

Elora's eyes widened at the ambush, but she quickly calmed down and chuckled before returning the hug. "You're welcome, dear."

Emma then released Elora, got up from the bed, and turned to Erik, poking her fingers together and seeming a little nervous, despite seeing the unmistakable look of appreciation in his eyes.

Before she could even ask the question on her mind, Erik stood up with a grin and grabbed Emma's chin before planting a deep kiss on her mouth. His hands didn't sit still either as he quickly began to explore his new wife's body far more than he had in the past.

Cupping her breasts, squeezing her ass, and stroking her stomach, he caused Emma to moan and shiver before he released her lips. First smacking his lips a little to savor Emma's taste, he then shared his opinion on her new look. "You look amazing, Emma."

Still shaking from the sudden and new attention to her body, Emma softly whispered, "T- Thank you, Master."

Erik then grinned and leaned in close, "Tonight, you will be a good maid-wife and serve your master in bed, won't you?"

With wide eyes, her reaction was almost instinctive. "Yes!" she nearly yelled but quickly pulled herself back and stammered, "Y- Yes, M- Master. Whatever you like."

Rather than anxiety at the prospect of losing her virginity, all she felt was excitement. She had always known their nightly adventures that started back on the boat would eventually lead to this and becoming Erik's wife had created a burning desire to take it to that next step.

The scene with Nora might have frightened her a little at first, but now that she had bonded with him, any and all anxiety had left her, as she could feel the strong, protective, and caring emotions that flowed from Erik to her.

Her mind went into overdrive as she chuckled lowly to herself, and various scenarios began to run through her head. 'Hehehehe, it's finally happening tonight,' she thought to herself.

Meanwhile, Elora had flown up and shrunk down to take her place on Erik's shoulder before looking at Emma with amusement. "I'm glad you're looking forward to it," she said, "but I suggest you take a little time to think about how you want to do it. You can only lose your virginity once, after all."

Had Emily been there, she would have likely done a spit-take at Elora's sudden caring nature. Emma's new status as Erik's wife clearly accentuated the different treatment Elora gave to those she considered her family.