Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world

Brandon pushed the door open with a soft creak, stepping aside to let Florence in first.

"You can stay here for the night, Florence," he said in a calm voice but carrying that underlying warmth he always used when speaking with her.

Florence stepped inside with her usual grace and gently took his hand, pulling him inside with her.

Her fingers lingered on his skin, "Your new house looks nice," she murmured, her lips curving into a smile that was more affectionate than her usual flirtatious smirks.

Brandon closed the door behind them and he looked at her as she wandered into the living room.

She walked straight toward the window, pushing it open with an almost playful flick of her wrist.

The cool night breeze slipped in at once, and Florence leaned slightly against the window "Also has fresh air. It's quite different from the sea air near my mansion."

Brandon chuckled lightly and moved closer, "True… this place is calmer."

She tilted her head, smiling, then stepped away from the window.

As she approached him, her eyes softened, and the matriarch of the Bleaufort family was nowhere in sight. In that moment, what stood before him was a woman who genuinely cared.

Reaching up, Florence brushed her fingers against his cheek "How is your body now?" she asked quietly, her tone carrying a note of concern.

"I heard you collapsed and were unconscious for a whole day."

He gently caught her hand, holding it against his cheek for a moment before lowering it slightly "It's all okay now. I'm fine."

Florence exhaled, a relieved little laugh escaping her as her eyes softened further.

She stepped closer and slipped her arms around him in a warm, maternal yet intimate hug, resting her cheek against his shoulder.

The weight of her presence was oddly comforting for him, grounding him in a way that was different from anyone else.

Then she giggled lightly, "Also, congrats for reaching A-rank. That was very quick."

She pulled back just enough to look up at him, "I think maybe you are the first one to reach A-rank this quickly."

Brandon blinked, a little taken aback at her certainty, and rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

Her warm smile returned after a moment, and she brushed her thumb gently against his jawline "Still, I am proud. Very proud."

Florence leaned closer and brushed a stray lock of hair away from his forehead before pressing her lips gently against his cheek.

The kiss lingered just long enough for Brandon to feel the warmth of it and the softness of her lips contrasted with the cool night breeze drifting in through the open window.

His body stiffened for a moment by the sudden kiss and then he relazxed slightly.

"Mm..." she murmured, her breath tickling his skin and her lips curved into a mischievous smile. "That's your congratulatory gift from me. But..."

She lifted a finger, placing it against his lips and whispered teasingly, "Don't you dare tell Eira about it, or she'll get mad."

Florence winked at him and her finger slid away from his lips, grazing along his jawline before she stepped back with a light laugh, pretending as though it is nothing serious.

Yet the way her eyes lingered on him showed more than just playful teasing.

Brandon let out a chuckle and caressed his cheek "Sure..."

After a moment, she lightly patted his chest, "Alright now, Brandon. Be a gentleman and step outside for a moment. I need to change my clothes."

Brandon gave a nod "Alrighty."

With that, he turned and stepped out into the hallway.

The instant he was gone, Florence's refined composure cracked.

She froze for a heartbeat and her hand pressed over her lips where she kissed his cheek, her entire face flushing a bright crimson.

Then, unable to contain herself, she let out a muffled squeal, bouncing lightly on her toes before she spun in a small circle like an excited teenager.

"Ahhhhhh! This is the second time I've kissed him!" she whispered to herself, her voice trembling with giddy excitement.

"Uff- my heart-my heart!"

She pressed both hands against her chest, her bosom rising and falling rapidly as if she had just run a marathon.

Her knees wobbled and she collapsed onto the edge of the bed for a moment, burying her face in her palms.

But the overwhelming excitement refused to be contained.

She sprang up again, bouncing lightly on the carpet, twirling once before flopping onto the bed with her arms spread wide.

"Why is he so warm… why is he so sweet... ahhhhhh!" she groaned, kicking her legs against the sheets like a little girl.

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Brandon closed the door behind him with a soft click and leaned against the hallway wall, his arms folding loosely across his chest.

He lifted a hand, brushing his cheek with his fingers where Florence's lips had just touched and the warmth lingered faintly.

"…Florence," he muttered under his breath and his gaze grew softer.

He shook his head "What the hell am I thinking... she is Eira's mother."

Still, there was no denying the effect she had on him.

Florence is older, elegant, and breathtaking in a way that carries experience and confidence.

And despite everything, she stirred something in him that he couldn't simply brush aside.

Brandon pushed himself off the wall, running a hand through his hair with a faint sigh "I don't want to complicate things..."

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*smooch* *smooch*

Kissing noises echoed through the room, and Brandon's eyes fluttered as he felt the warmth of the two women hugging him from both sides, kissing his cheek and neck.

Brandon, Ravene, and Elize are tangled naked on the bed.

Elize hugged him in the front, kissing his neck and collarbone, while Ravene hugged him from behind, kissing his cheek and playing with his chest.

Elize's hair brushed against his face as she shifted, "Dear…"

He tilted his head slightly toward her, dazed by her closeness, only for Ravene to tighten her arms around him from behind, her lips brushing the corner of his mouth.

"Kael…" she whispered, almost possessively, as her nails grazed faintly across his chest.

The contrast between them overwhelmed him, Elize's mature tenderness at his front and Ravene's fiery intensity at his back.

"Nghh…"

The two women giggled softly at his reaction.

They shifted slightly, adjusting themselves closer until he was completely enveloped by them.

Ravene's hand slid lower, her fingers trailing down the taut muscles of Brandon's abdomen, teasing the sensitive skin just above his pelvis.

His breath hitched as her hand found his hard dick, her fingers wrapping around its throbbing length with a firm grip.

"Haa…" Brandon groaned, his head tilting back against Ravene's shoulder.

Ravene's lips curved into a wicked smile against his cheek as she began to stroke him, savoring the way his dick twitched in her grasp.

Her fingers played with the tip of his dick, circling the sensitive head with a featherlight touch that made his hips buck involuntarily.

Her nails grazed lightly along the shaft, teasing the veins, before returning to the tip, smearing the bead of precum with her thumb, making him groan louder.

"Urgh.. Ravene..."

Elize's eyes glinted with amusement as she watched Brandon's reactions.

She shifted lower, her hair brushing his chest as her lips found his nipple, kissing the sensitive bud with a gentle touch.

"You're so responsive, dear," she murmured, before she closed her lips around his nipple, sucking gently.

Elize's tongue swirled around the nipple, then sucked harder, making his body tremble.

It is like Brandon's body was theirs to play with and his skin flushed, his muscles tensing with every touch.

Ravene's lips found his ear as she nipped the lobe and she spoke with a low growl "Husband..." she whispered, her hand speeding up.

Her fingers focused on the tip, circling and teasing, making his hips jerk as pleasure built to an unbearable peak.

Elize giggled as she switched to his other nipple, kissing it softly before sucking harder, her tongue flicking against the sensitive bud, drawing a deeper groan from him.

"Hargh.. both of you..."

Ravene's other hand slid up to his chest, her nails grazing his skin, while Elize's free hand rested on his thigh, her fingers brushing dangerously close to where Ravene was doing her work.

Brandon's body trembled, caught between the two women as his dick throbbed under Ravene's relentless strokes.

His hand slid down Ravene's side, tracing the curve of her hip as she pressed against him from behind.

His fingers found the warmth of her thigh, and she shifted instinctively, raising her leg to drape it over his leg, opening herself to him.

Brandon's fingers brushed against her pussy folds, feeling the wet liquid streaming down her thigh.

Ravene's breath caught and a soft gasp escaped her lips as Brandon's fingers slid into her pussy.

"Fuck…" Her hand on his dick faltered for a moment before resuming its strokes.

Brandon's fingers moved deeper, curling inside her tight walls while his thumb brushed her clit in a slow circle that made her hips jerk against him.

She raised her thigh higher, giving him better access and her body pressed closer as she surrendered to the sensation.

Her breasts flattened against his back while her nipples hardened against his skin.

"Kael… that feels so good," Ravene whispered in a sultry moan against his ear, her lips brushing the sensitive lobe as she pressed herself closer, her thigh trembling over his thigh.

"Masturbating each other like this… it's great.. Hnngh~."

The tension snapped, and Brandon came first as he spilled hot cum into Ravene's hand, his cum coating her fingers in warm, sticky pulses.

Ravene's pussy clenched tight around his fingers and her own climax hit hard as she moaned loudly.

Her hips rocked against his hand, her juices flooding his fingers as she came, her body trembling against his back.

"Hufff.. Huff...." Ravene's breath was ragged, her eyes glinting with satisfaction as she brought her hand to her lips, her tongue darting out to lick Brandon's cum.

"Mmm… Kael," she murmured in a husky voice as she licked her fingers clean.

She then pulled away from Brandon's back, "I can't take it anymore," she growled, climbing onto the bed in front of him.

She straddled his hips and she reached for his still-hard dick, aiming it at her entrance.

Brandon's hands instinctively gripped her hips as Ravene lowered herself, her pussy enveloping his dick with a slow slide.

"Fuck… Ravene," he groaned, his head tilting back as her tight, wet pussy surrounded him, her pussy clenching around his dick as she sank down, fully seating herself on him.

"Haangh~~" Ravene moaned and her hands braced against his chest as she began to move, rocking her hips.

Elize's eyes narrowed playfully as she sat up, her lips leaving Brandon's nipple with a soft pop. "Hey, Ravene, don't hog him all to yourself,"

"I was enjoying him too, you know." Her tone was light, but there was a possessive edge to it and her lips brushed his collarbone as she pressed herself closer, her breasts grazing his chest.

"You will get your turn.... Hnngh~"