My Family in the Novel?

(Warning R-18 Content)

"Adrian, where did you get this?" Elena questioned as she grabbed hold of his collar. Her eyes, though not glaring, sent shivers down his spine. The bright blue color of her eyes was now gone and dim. Her hands gently traced and touched the red mark on Adrian's neck.

"What are you talking about?" Adrian was confused about why she was suddenly angry. However, his response seemed to anger Elena more. Her hands were now on his neck, gripping, but with no strength behind it. Slight tears welled up in her eyes.

"Did you cheat on me?" she asked, her grip on him slightly trembling.

Confused about what she was talking about and noticing the intense gaze she had on his neck, Adrian looked to the full-body mirror near his bed and saw the hickey around his neck. Soon, he realized what she was talking about.

'But I don't remember Aria leaving a mark on me though, was it when Aria slept around my neck?'

'I should've known something was wrong the moment Lilliana gave me a similar look last morning'

Suddenly, the already dark room grew even darker. As Elena's tears dropped, the world turned into darkness, and now, Adrian found himself sitting on a chair. The atmosphere became heavy with tension, and the weight of the unspoken truth hung in the air.

His hands and feet were bound by a black chain attached to the chair. In front of him stood a wooden, creaky table with an old-looking lamp at its center. As he surveyed his surroundings, he realized the room was engulfed in darkness, save for the feeble light emitted by the lamp. The mysterious setting heightened the sense of unease.

A creaking sound pierced the silence. The chair in front of him shifted, and after a few seconds, a child—or rather, a doll—suddenly took its place. Its porcelain eyes stared at him devoid of emotion, yet an unmistakable sense of danger emanated from them. Gazing into those eyes made him reconsider his choice of words.

"Sis, I can explain."

"No need, I already saw."

"Huh, when?"

"The moment Elena touched you" his sister said as she raised her doll hands, and black, tentacle-like tendrils wrapped around Adrian's neck.

"You've sure become a womanizer the moment you entered this sector, little brother. I can accept Elena and that busty maid of yours into your harem, but any more than that is a bit too greedy, don't you think?"

"Wait, if you saw what happened, you can't exactly blame me—" The tentacles wrapped even tighter around Adrian.

"Excuses! You know that you could've avoided that situation if you wanted to, but here you are thinking with your dick!" One of the tentacles ends sharpened and made a piercing sound as it stabbed near Adrian's crotch. If Adrian didn't react fast enough and opened his legs, it would've pierced his most precious thing immediately.

Adrian gulped once again. This was the moment Adrian realized how serious his sister was.

"Adrian, you know what you are and what you mean to us right?"

"Yes..."

"Then you also know what happens to them the moment you claimed them as yours right?"

"Yes"

"So, what are they?"

"Family"

Realizing the complications of what he had done, Adrian understood the potential chaos that could ensue within their family if he got one of those girls pregnant, although he was still clearly human his whole soul was already in the process of becoming another race.

A race that even the gods feared.

"I'm sorry" Adrian bowed his head. "I know what I did, and I intend to take full responsibility for all of them," he said earnestly.

The chains and tentacles that were wrapped around him disappeared.

"Haah…"

"I'm sure the others would accept them and might even bless them personally the moment you marry them, but I don't know about Mom"

"She'd probably kill them the moment she knows of them. You know how Mom reacts to anything about you, right?" said his sister, shaking her emotionless head sideways.

"Though I'll try to keep this a secret as much as possible, you better be prepared to explain yourself to everyone"

"I know"

"Then hurry up and explain yourself"

At his sister command the scene shifted abruptly. In front of him stood Elena, tears streaming down her face as she tightly gripped his neck, choking him. Despite her seemingly delicate appearance, Adrian couldn't underestimate the strength instilled in her through the rigorous training she received from the church's paladins.

"Explain yourself, Adrian!" Elena cried, her voice strained with a mix of anguish and anger. The intensity of her grip made it clear that she was not just emotionally distressed but physically capable of exerting force beyond expectations. Adrian struggled for breath.

Adrian, enduring the choking pressure, chose to embrace Elena in an attempt to convey his apology. "I'm sorry," he uttered, his voice strained. "I should've told you much sooner, but you aren't exactly my only love—"

Before he could finish his sentence, a resounding slap echoed through the room. Elena forcefully pushed Adrian away and delivered a powerful blow to his face.

Slap!

The impact felt like a boulder had collided with his cheek, and as he recoiled from the force, he noticed the faint glow surrounding Elena's hands, a testament to the infusion of her divine power into that punishing slap.

'Although it's normal for nobles to have multiple wives in this world, the pure Elena must have expected me to be only faithful to her'

'I guess I should've expected this outcome the moment I decided to have multiple wives'

'Why did I think everything would work out smoothly, especially with women in the mix? Haah'

"How many?" asked Elena, still trembling while sitting in his lap.

"Two, no maybe three now?" Adrian pondered.

'Although Aria and I haven't made any actual conclusion on our relationship, it was safe to say she became my girlfriend after that kiss, right?'

Slap!

Once again, a powerful slap hit his face, this time on the other side of his cheek, and it was much stronger than the previous one.

"Who are they?"

Adrian pondered for a while if he should tell her now, but looking at Elena's distressed face this was bound to happen sooner or later, and knowing Elena's genuine kindness for others he was sure she would understand and accept in the end.

"My personal maid, Analise, and Aria" Adrian admitted.

Elena stopped moving and paused for a bit. "Aria? You can't mean your sister, right?"

"...Yes."

This time, a powerful punch landed straight across his face.

Although Adrian could have easily dodged it by turning his head sideways or reinforcing his face with his aura, he chose to accept Elena's rage and allowed her to release her pent-up anger, it didn't even damage him anyway.

'To think she came for me to ask for help only for her to receive such abrupt news, I'm so shitty'

'HAHAHAHA!'

'And can you stop laughing sis!'

'If you're having this much trouble to control, your girl I wonder how you'll deal with mom, HAHAHAHA!'

"So, who was the first?" Elena inquired, her eyes narrowing with a certain dark intensity.

"Analise," Adrian replied hesitantly.

"So, I'm second, right?" Elena asked, her eyes glowing ominously. Adrian gulped, realizing that her sister's divinity was likely to be mixed up in her next slap or punch.

"Yes" he admitted reluctantly.

Elena looked at the red mark on his neck and traced it with her hands. "So... who did you do it with?" she asked, her voice sharp.

"… Aria"

Elena's face distorted with a mix of anger, disgust, and ultimately, acceptance.

"I won't ask how and why your sister, but... answer me this: between your sister and me, who was much better?" Her voice carried a challenging tone, demanding a direct comparison.

"...You," Adrian finally answered after a pause that added an edge to the tension in the room.

"What's with the pause?" said Elena angrily.

As she was about to punch Adrian once more, he swiftly grabbed hold of her hands and pressed her down on the couch.

"W-what are you doing?" Adrian's face got closer. Elena, already anticipating what to expect, closed her eyes slightly and allowed Adrian to continue.

"Y-you think I'll forgive you if you do this. I'm not that easy of a woma—"

But the unexpected happened, and instead of a kiss, Adrian just whispered something in her ear, "You were my first"

'It isn't a lie if you don't take into account my life as Ian, Elena was technically Adrian's first'

"???" Elena took some time before she could process what she heard, but before she could reply, Adrian kissed her gently on her lips. The unexpected gesture left her momentarily stunned.

Adrian let go of her hands and allowed Elena some time to catch her breath. The room was filled with a heavy silence.

"…s-so, I'm your first, huh? …. Heh….as if that would make me happy" said Elena, attempting to deny her happiness from hearing his words. However, the smile creeping up on her face and the way she slightly blushed while averting her eyes proved otherwise.

Adrian just chuckled slightly at her reaction. She really was cute. The tension in the room seemed to ease, replaced by a more lighthearted atmosphere.

Elena, incensed by Adrian's mockery and perceived lack of seriousness, decided to take matters into her own hands. With a determined assertiveness, she pushed Adrian onto the couch, seizing control of the situation. Straddling him, she began to unbutton her shirt deliberately, revealing an alluring silhouette beneath.

As each button gave way, the fabric parted, exposing her ample breasts adorned in provocative lingerie. The room seemed to pulse with a newfound tension as Elena's calculated movements heightened the atmosphere.

Elena could sense the impact of her actions, not just through the palpable tension in the room but also by the noticeable hardening of Adrian's bulge beneath her.

She couldn't help but revel in the satisfaction of seeing her calculated move eliciting the desired effect.

A subtle smile played on Elena's lips, a mix of triumph and intrigue. The unexpected turn of events had caught Adrian off guard.

"Since you're having a hard time on who made you feel better, allow me to remind you right now" she whispered with a sultry confidence, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

With deliberate intent, she reached behind and unclasped her bra, allowing it to slide down her arms. As the fabric descended, her generous breasts were liberated, swaying and bouncing as they were unveiled.

Elena's humongous areolae, a shade of pink that beckoned to the touch, presented themselves enticingly before Adrian's eyes.

The room seemed to pulse with a newfound energy, a charged atmosphere that hung between them. The soft curve of her breasts and the captivating dance of her areolae hinted at a sensuality that demanded attention.

As her breasts settled, Elena reveled in the power of the moment, watching Adrian's gaze fixate on the alluring display. The hidden nipples, concealed beneath the playful dance of her areolae, awaiting Adrian's mouth.

"Elena?" Adrian stammered, his voice a mixture of surprise and anticipation.

"S-Shut up. You brought this upon yourself, Adrian" she retorted with a hint of assertiveness, her gaze locking onto his. With an air of determination, Elena began to meticulously unzip Adrian's pants, the sound of the zipper cutting through the charged silence. The atmosphere in the room shifted, an unspoken agreement hanging between them.

As the zipper descended, revealing Adrian's big, hardened cock, a palpable tension enveloped them. Elena's movements were deliberate, each action calculated to heighten the intensity of the moment. A slow, deliberate unveiling that intensified the anticipation.

With a seductive grace, Elena slid her panties aside, exposing her wet slit.

The warmth of her arousal met the heat radiating from Adrian's throbbing member as it emerged.

Elena's wet slit glided sensuously across his hot rod, creating a magnetic friction that intensified the arousal in the room.

The collision of heat and wetness accentuated the charged atmosphere, a symphony of pleasure unfolding between them.

"Ahhm!?" Elena gasped, the unexpected sensation catching her off guard.

Suddenly, Adrian seized control, his hands gripping her with purpose. With practiced skill, he lifted her up, a fleeting moment of suspense before guiding her down, a seamless dance that allowed his throbbing member to enter her slick slit with a delicious smoothness.

"Hahh!" Elena moaned, the pleasure washing over her in waves. As their bodies connected, a symphony of sensations played out between them. The heat, the pressure, and the intimate embrace created a moment suspended in bliss.

Elena's vagina responded eagerly, its walls constricting around Adrian's rod with a possessive grip, as if unwilling to let go even in the slightest.

Adrian, fueled by a newfound energy, rose from their intimate connection and effortlessly lifted Elena into his arms. Her legs wrapped around him, and she instinctively clung to his neck as he carried her towards the bed. Their bodies remained entwined,

Approaching the bed, Adrian maintained his connection with Elena, his throbbing member still nestled inside her eager slit. With a deliberate ease, he lowered her onto the bed.

As she settled onto the soft sheets, Adrian leaned in, his lips capturing hers in an intense kiss. Their mouths melded in a passionate exchange, a moment of shared desire that resonated in the air.

"Mmph!" Elena moaned into the kiss, her voice a seductive murmur.

As their lips parted, a breathy "Adrian!" escaped her in a husky tone, punctuated by a subtle sigh. Her eyes seemed to undergo a transformation, the irises reflecting an unmistakable heart-shaped desire.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The room echoed with the rhythmic symphony of their shared pleasure. Adrian, gave Elena what she wanted.

His movements became more intense with each hump, a fusion of desire and urgency as he humped her with a fervor that mirrored an insatiable passion.

'The Hero shall be born through the union of my Saintess' Elena recalled the weighty message the goddess had bestowed upon her.

Torn between duty and the desires of her heart, she found herself standing before the revered figures, her Holiness and Bishop Austin.

The weight of their expectations and the divine charge placed upon her shoulders was undeniable.

'I'm sorry, your Holiness. I'm sorry, Bishop Austin' she began with a heavy heart, the voice in her head pleaded a blend of remorse and determination. 'I'm sorry, dear Goddess, but I can't do it. Giving birth to the hero would surely be the greatest honor any woman could have, but I can't…. I'm sorry, but my heart belongs to Adrian'

Elena, consumed by desire, employed the strength of her legs to draw Adrian deeper into the warmth of her womb. The urgency in her movements kindled a reciprocal intensity in Adrian, who, enticed by her fervor, responded with a heightened passion.

In the intricate dance of pleasure, Adrian's skilled hands found their way to Elena's breasts, her inverted nipples twitched a bit by the warm air coming from her.

Unfazed by the novelty, Adrian embraced the opportunity to explore this aspect of her sensuality. With deliberate tenderness, he took his time, savoring the tactile sensations as he played with her nipples to his heart's content.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

The rhythmic sound of Adrian's impassioned thrusts filled the room, punctuated by the sharp slaps of their bodies colliding in a fervent dance of desire. The intensity heightened as he pounded her with an increasing fervor, each impact echoing the rising tide of their shared pleasure.

"Ahmm!...Ah!.... Mmh!" Elena's moans intertwined with the sounds of their union, a melodic chorus that seemed to amplify the intensity of the moment. Her every release seemed to pull Adrian deeper into the vortex of their passion.

Sensing Adrian's impending climax, Elena met his gaze with a deep, loving intensity. In a moment of profound connection, she pulled him into a heated kiss.

Their lips fused in a passionate exchange, a fusion of love and lust that blurred the boundaries of their beings.

As the kiss deepened, Adrian, overwhelmed by the dual sensations of their connection and the impending release, struggled to contain himself.

His climax approached rapidly, fueled by the culmination of their shared desire. Elena, sensing his imminent release, tightened her legs around him, creating an unyielding grip that mirrored the intensity of the moment.

Unable to restrain himself any longer, Adrian succumbed to the wave of pleasure crashing over him.

"Mmnghhh"

In the throes of their passionate kiss, he released all his pent-up desire, squeezing Elena's breasts tightly as if to anchor himself in the ecstasy of the moment.

Every drop of his essence was surrendered inside her, and Elena's unyielding grip ensured that not a single speck of semen escaped, sealing the intimacy of their union.

With all her heart, she hoped Adrian had impregnated her just to try and avoid her duties. She didn't even care about being abandoned by the church, for the sins they had committed today.

Meeting Adrian was one of the happiest moments of her life. She truly didn't care anymore…. she thought as a tear dropped on her face as she slowly fell asleep.