Chapter 79

In a forgotten corner of the planet Aranta, there was a beautiful jungle island, where an arch formed a perfect half-moon of fine, white sand, cradling the crystal-clear waters of a sea that reflected the sky like a mirror, so clear that at the bottom one could see colorful corals and peacefully swimming fish. When the sun leaned on the horizon, the sky filled with shades of orange, pink, and purple, painting the water with strokes of light that made the island seem to float in a sea of flames.

On one side of the beach, under a large and beautiful white umbrella, sat a handsome young man on a fine and stylized white beach chair, wearing nothing but black knee-length shorts and sunglasses. The most striking detail about the young man was undoubtedly his hair, which seemed adorned with stars and galaxies.

Next to the young man lay two wolf puppies on the white sand, one pure white and the other deep black, nonchalantly nibbling on small bones suitable for their size, looking incredibly cute and adorable with silly expressions.

As the young man reclined on his beach chair without a care in the world and sipped a delicious cocktail that seemed made from clouds of different colors, a tent made of what appeared to be expensive fabric, located a bit away from him, moved about as if there was a lot of activity inside.

After a while, Erik felt a gaze from the tent and turned to look at it with a smile on his face, only to find Sigrún poking her head through the fabric with a mischievous little smile, looking both adorable and sensual at the same time.

"Erik, pay attention, don't look away, ok?"

"It's fine, I'll watch carefully."

"Good, I trust you, hehe."

Not long after, Eleonora emerged from the tent with an elegant but seductive stride, her wavy brown hair billowing in the beach breeze, her white skin almost glowing in the sunlight, and her golden eyes shining like precious metal. Eleonora wore a bikini in shades of ivory and gold, with intricate details that seemed like threads of sun woven into the fabric.

The top, with a halter cut that delicately enhances her ample bust, had a subtle lightning bolt-shaped ornament in the center that seemed to capture the light around it. The bottom part clung to her narrow waist, and its high-waisted design drew and enhanced her hips, underlining the silhouette of her body with an elegance that was both classic and sensual.

After Eleonora had walked a good distance, Sigrún made her appearance, flaunting her golden hair and eyes of the purest and deepest blue, reflecting the sky and sea in her gaze. She walked with ease and subtle movements that evoked sensuality.

Sigrún dazzled in a sky-blue bikini that matched the clarity of her eyes and contrasted magnificently with her golden hair, which, thanks to its design with bold cuts, highlighted her voluptuous figure. The bandeau-style top firmly embraced her generous chest, while the low-cut bottom accentuated the length of her legs and the contour of her sensual hips.

Erik watched almost in trance as the women, who possessed a beauty that could only be categorized as divine, performed a sort of impromptu parade with joyful and mischievous smiles on their faces, moving and twirling around the beautiful beaches, showcasing their beautiful bodies and elegant mannerism.

After parading a bit more, Eleonora and Sigrún looked at Erik, who was sitting in his chair with his mouth open and without his sunglasses, which he had hastily removed to observe the spectacle in front of him as best as possible. This made the beautiful women laugh heartily, filling them with pride, so they high-fived victoriously as they approached their dear disciple, who seemed to be slowly recovering from the impact.

Eleonora and Sigrún lay down on either side of Erik, intimately resting their delicate and soft bodies on him, while their voluptuous attributes gave Erik an incredibly difficult time, as he tried with all his might to keep under control the growing desires arising in him.

"How do you like our bikinis?" Sigrún asked with a little smile on her face after giving Erik a light kiss on the cheek.

"Very nice, though I must say they only look good because of the beautiful models wearing them."

"Fufufufu, you're a sweetheart, you know?" Eleonora commented, delighted by Erik's words, before tenderly kissing his cheek.

"Hehehe, I'm just telling the truth. If anyone else wore those bikinis, at best they would only look average, but on you, they shine like divine works."

Erik spoke with a serious tone and a charming smile on his face, which caused Eleonora and Sigrún's cheeks to softly color in an attractive pink shade, as they affectionately kissed Erik's cheeks and then intimately hugged his arms, burying them in their voluptuous chests.

"Fufufu, you also look very handsome," Eleonora commented with a smile on her face, trying to keep under control the 'heat' that the close contact with her beloved disciple's toned and muscular body generated in her.

"Yes, you look so good that I don't want you to take off your shirt in front of any woman," Sigrún added, swallowing hard with desire written on her face, while gazing at Erik's defined abs, doing her best to keep under control the desire that filled her, after all, it wasn't the time yet, and it was better to wait to avoid future regrets.

"Hahaha, thanks for the compliment, and I'll try not to do it, but by the way, where is Seraphina?"

As if in response to Erik's question, from the tent emerged a beautiful woman dressed in a bikini that seemed like a masterpiece of contrasts: modern simplicity met Victorian opulence. The black of the fabric, pure and absolute, highlighted the porcelain of her skin and the delicate features of her face. The bikini's design was a tribute to the Victorian era, with fine laces adorning the edges, imitating the volutes and folds of the maid dresses she commonly wore, but reduced to the essence of the form to celebrate the female body's contour rather than hide it.

The top, with its structure reminiscent of a corset, enhanced her generous bust with discreet elegance, while its straps adjusted with the precision of a corset but without the restriction, allowing free movement. The high-waisted bottom hugged her waist and extended downward in a cut that was both modest and revealing, suggesting more than it showed and softly enhancing the shape of her hips.

With a slight smile on her face, Seraphina walked slowly towards where the others were, almost as if she were in the middle of a catwalk exclusive to her, gently swaying her hips in a seductive manner but without losing the elegance that characterized her, creating an attractive and mesmerizing contrast.

For his part, Erik looked surprised at Seraphina, who was wearing a bikini that seemed more like a piece of fine lingerie than a swimsuit, a piece he had never seen before and that perfectly suited her beautiful and stylized figure.

Seeing Erik almost hypnotized by Seraphina's appearance, Sigrún and Eleonora gently pinched the cheeks of their foolish disciple a bit annoyed, which seemed to awaken him, to immediately comment trying to appear as if nothing had happened.

"That swimsuit suits you very well, Seraphina."

Erik's flattering words put a joyful smile on Seraphina's face, who bowed respectfully, revealing a generous portion of her cleavage, while commenting delightedly.

"I appreciate your compliments, young master."

Pleased by Erik's words, Seraphina didn't hold back with rewards and placed a tray full of all kinds of exquisite-looking cookies on Erik's stomach, which made the boy's eyes sparkle. He began to eat joyfully while the wolves jumped from their positions in the sand and looked at him full of desire.

"Did you really like how Seraphina looks?" Sigrún asked a bit jealously while gently poking Erik's side with her index finger.

"Of course, almost as much as I loved how you look," Erik replied with a gentle smile on his face, which brought a happy smile to Sigrún's face as she laid her head on his shoulder, delighted.

"So you don't like how I look?" The next to complain was Eleonora, who commented while looking at Erik with an adorable expression that almost seemed like a pout.

"How can you say that when you look so lovely?" Erik questioned as he hugged Eleonora and Sigrún around the waist, not showing on his face the slight sadness that slipped into his heart at seeing the pair of hungry beasts, also known as Kaiser and Tiberius, jumping onto the chair and taking advantage of his moment of incapacity to 'stealthily' steal his cookies one by one.

"Do I look lovely?" Eleonora asked with a happy smile on her face, to which Erik responded without a single second of hesitation, full of conviction.

"Of course, you look lovely, almost like a goddess of beauty incarnate."

"Fufufufu."

Erik sighed a bit when Eleonora laid her head on his shoulder, just like Sigrún, having won the battle once more, but having paid a high price this time, known as his precious cookies. But at that moment, his professional personal maid came to the rescue, giving him directly into his mouth a delicious special cookie, which transformed Erik's face into an expression full of happiness and gratitude.