The elves looked confused, not understanding what that meant.

But just as some of them started to realize, Luca pushed out his dick from his pants.

It was instantly hard and strong, standing proud in the cool night air.

He then summoned a small portal in front of him and soon, a similar small portal emerged right next to the pussies of the other elves who were standing nearby.

Luca thrust his cock inside the portal in front of him—

And immediately, the elves on the other side arched over, their bodies convulsing with pleasure.

"Oh Luca! It’s going deep!" One cried out. "It’s going deep inside!"

"Luca, stop! Don’t push it all the way in so quickly!"

"I can feel every inch of him!"

Luca started thrusting in and out, his hips moving with practiced rhythm.

Soon, those elves just crumbled and fell to the floor, their bodies wracked with pleasure as they were getting fucked through the portal.

Luca casually explained while continuing to thrust.

"I can also multitask. If I use this method, I can actually give you my actual cock."

"I’m thinking about setting a time every night." He rubbed his chin in a thoughtful manner. "Anyone who wants to experience it can just say so and open up the channel, and I’ll send over my cock."

To impress them even more, he added,

"It’s not just my cock. I can send my hands as well."

He pushed his hands, which immediately went over and groped the breasts of many other elves through emerging portals in front of their breasts.

"And I can send over my tongue too."

A portal emerged in front of his mouth where he started licking. His tongue also emerged from the assholes of the other elves.

The reactions were immediate and intense.

"Stop! That’s...That’s too sensitive!"

"Ah! Yes! Right there! Don’t stop!"

"More! Please, more! Use your tongue...yes...like that..."

They were all moaning and groaning, their bodies completely lost to the pleasure.

And then, finally, he stopped everything.

The dreams, the stimulation, the invisible touching, the portals—all of it vanished.

The elves slowly got up. They all looked all flustered and wet down underneath.

But they were looking at Luca in a dreamy manner, their eyes filled with wonder and desire.

Luca looked around at all of them, his voice filled with satisfaction.

"These were simply three methods that I can use with the sacred mark. There are actually plenty of other features as well."

The elves looked at each other in wonder and excitement at the thought of experiencing those features.

"The point is...you have options. Multiple options. All of them involving me. Real me. Not projections. Not copies."

Me!"

He spread his arms wide, encompassing all of them.

"So I ask you again...after seeing all that, after understanding what’s possible...do you really think I can’t satisfy every single one of you?"

"Every night? Every day? For the rest of our very long lives together?"

The answer wasn’t words.

It was a roar!

"My husband is absolutely the best!" One elf shouted. "Not only did he find a solution to helping out my daughter, but he also found a solution to my needs as well!"

"Thank you, Goddess of Fertility!" A second elf cried out. "I thought I hated you for what you had done to my darling and made all of his efforts go away."

"But now I think you’re the best Goddess ever!"

"Now my daughter gets to enjoy Luca." Another said dreamily, licking her lips. "And I get to enjoy Luca in my own way as well."

"This is the best scenario possible!"

Everyone was cheering and laughing out loud and hugging each other as they would in a hopeful situation before.

They had thought for sure that they were going to live lonely lives, that they would just have each other to support.

But now not only had Luca given a solution to their loneliness, he could also do his duties as a husband in the night as well.

They celebrated as if they had found new meaning in life.

—

Soon they couldn’t hold back their excitement anymore.

Selma grabbed onto her own Luca.

"Come on, Luca! Even though we’ve known each other for so long, you haven’t visited my home yet. Let me bring you along!"

"I’ll show you all the small trinkets I brought from all over the forest!"

Alia also grabbed onto her Luca and went over.

"Let me show you all the carvings I made in the trees. I know you’ve seen many of them on your own, but I want to show you the ones that I’m working on right now and want your comments on it."

"And...And maybe we can do it together too!"

Ivy, on the other hand, suddenly grabbed onto Lucas’s projection and launched herself onto his back.

"I’m too lazy to walk on my own." She declared. "From here onwards, you’re my personal carrier!"

The projection Luca just chuckled, saying. "I’m supposed to be your husband, Ivy. Not your slave."

But to this, Ivy just poked his cheek and said,

This is also a husband’s duty! And since I’m also pregnant as well—" She patted her belly. "—it’s your duty to carry me all over!"

Luca’s projection shook his head, laughing, before taking her away.

And soon, every single elf grabbed onto their own Luca.

"Come taste my cooking! I wanted you to taste it for so long!"

"I caught this pretty little fish in the lake and it’s back in my home. I want to show it to you and show how pretty it is!"

"I found this nest that had been abandoned by its mother. Since these two poor eggs are still there, maybe you can help me with that as well?"

All around the clearing, similar scenes played out.

Elves leading their projections to their homes, to their favorite spots, to share the things they loved, the things they’d never had anyone to share with before.

They had already been thinking about this for so long, had fantasies of what they would do if they had Luca by their side.

But now they got to fulfill it.

The children were particularly enthusiastic.

Now they had a father, a Luca they could always spend time with.

They grabbed onto both Luca and their mother’s hand and started swinging around.

The most touching scene was perhaps Esme and Lisa.

Esme’s Luca projection suddenly swept her into his arms, carrying her princess-style.

"Even though you’re improving." He said gently, looking down at her flustered face. "I don’t think you should be walking in this cold night. Let me carry you home."

Esme wanted to protest, but seeing his handsome face, his kind eyes, she simply blushed and nodded, resting her head against his chest.

Lisa jumped up and down. "Daddy! Me too! Pick me up too!"

Luca laughed and lifted her onto his shoulders.

He carried Esme and Lisa home, a perfect picture of a happy family.

Tessa and her daughter Fefe also led their Luca to show their ancestral tree.

Others went stargazing, flower-picking, forest-exploring.

And seeing them scattered around, Luca didn’t know what to say.

He had wanted to talk about more features about the sacred mark.

But the elves were acting as if they had found a new toy that they just couldn’t wait until Christmas morning to unwrap and play with.

He just let out a sigh and smiled despite everything.

He was happy that everyone was satisfied with everything right now.

He also couldn’t help but look up and thank the Goddess of Fertility silently in his heart.

She may have caused a lot of problems, but she also solved many as well. So he was grateful for that.

Then he noticed that Leona, Nyx, Luna, and Lulu were still there, lingering at the edges of the clearing.

He frowned. "What’s wrong? Why aren’t you with your projections?"

Leona scoffed, striding forward to take his real hand.

"Why would I waste time with a copy when the original is right here?"

Nyx took his other hand, her grip firm. "Exactly. No matter how perfect the projection, it’s not you, Hero."

Luna and Lulu moved to flank him.

"Come on." Luna said. "It’s late, and you’re probably hungry. Everyone else has scattered, so there’s plenty of food left. It’s your duty to eat it all."

Lulu nodded vigorously. "I made the fried chicken with my special spice blend! You have to try it!"

Luca laughed, allowing himself to be led away.

"Alright, alright. Lead the way!"

As they walked away from the clearing, Luca glanced back one last time.

The bonfire was burning down to embers.

The tables were littered with half-eaten food and empty cups.

The moon was beginning its descent toward the horizon.

And fifty six elves were leading fifty six projections to fifty six different homes, to begin fifty six different happily-ever-afters.

He smiled. It was perfect.

—

But little did Luca know that the Goddess of Fertility was also watching over this scene from the heavens above.

And even though she still had that crazy look in her eyes, deeper than that, there was a serene satisfaction to it.

The satisfaction of seeing her child happy with the gift she’d given him.

The satisfaction of a mother knowing she’d solved a problem before her son could even ask.