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Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 459: Training
The mattress dipped under Brandon’s weight as he climbed back onto the bed, his knees sinking into the rumpled sheets.
Elize was lying naked on the bed as her breasts rose and fell with slow breaths.
Brandon peeled his t-shirt off in one fluid motion, letting it drop somewhere behind him.
Then he crawled forward until he was hovering above her on hands and knees.
"Aunt Elize..."
She smiled and lifted both arms toward him.
"Come here, sweetheart."
He lowered himself and her breasts pillowed softly under the weight of his upper body.
Brandon buried his face between the breasts and took a deep breath.
He nuzzled deeper greedily, and his lips parted so he could taste the smooth valley of her cleavage with small, open-mouthed kisses.
His nose pressed into the plush underside of one breast, and he inhaled like he was drowning and she was air.
Elize’s arms wrapped across his shoulder blades and cradled the back of his head.
"Now," she murmured against the crown of his head, "I’m going to let my ether move through you... very slowly. Just breathe with me, darling. Let’s see how beautifully your body adapts to my ether."
Brandon nodded his head, and she continued "I wanted to give you my skill when you reach SS rank... but I think even at S rank you can get adapted to my skill."
Brandon moved upward until their mouths were level and gently kissed her.
It started gently but quickly deepened as though neither of them could bear even a second of distance.
Elize groaned into his mouth when he sucked lightly on his tongue.
She hummed and angled her head to take the kiss even deeper as her teeth grazed his lower lip.
At the moment, he felt her chaotic energy coursing through his body.
"It’s quite rough..." Brandon whimpered against her lips.
Elize broke the kiss just enough to speak, "Feel that?" she whispered. "Just try to absorb it; your body will adapt."
He nodded "Its... like warm water everywhere."
"Mm." She kissed the corner of his mouth, then his jaw, then the sensitive spot just below his ear. "That’s good."
Her legs shifted beneath him and parted wider as her thighs cradled his hips, so he sank lower.
He turned his face inward, nuzzling deeper into the curve where neck met shoulder.
"Yeah... like that."
She murmured against his skin "Let’s sleep like that... this will be a good training to get your body adapted to my ether."
---
Morning light filtered through the half-drawn curtains in soft waves, and Brandon stirred slowly.
His body felt heavy with sleep but something else pulled him awake as he felt a wet pressure low in his groin.
Huh? He blinked and his eyes drifted downward.
Ravene was kneeling between his legs, and her lips were wrapped snug around the head of his cock as she sucked it slowly.
*slurp*
She bobbed her head, taking his dick to the back of her throat with greedy swallows that made her throat flutter around his cock.
"Ha..." Brandon sighed in pleasure, feeling her wet tongue sucking gently.
She released his dick for a moment to drag the flat of her tongue from base to tip in one long stripe.
Then she dipped lower.
Her mouth closed over one of his balls, and she rolled it carefully on her tongue, then switched to the other, sucking lightly while her hand wrapped around his dick.
"Aunt Rave..."
Ravene’s eyes flicked up to meet his, and a teasing smile appeared on her lips.
She took his cock all the way that even her nose brushed his pubic bone and her throat opened to swallow his dick whole.
Her throat muscles rippled around the head in slow pulses, milking him without moving her head.
Brandon’s hand flew to her hair on instinct as pleasure spiked "Urgh... Rave-"
She hummed in response and pulled back slowly... inch by inch, letting him feel every slick drag of her tongue along the underside until only the head remained between her lips.
She swirled around it once, then twice, then sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks, creating tight, wet suction that made his toes curl.
Ravene shifted her angle slightly and tilted her head so she could take his dick deeper on the next plunge.
"Ugh...." Brandon groaned and pushed himself up on his elbows.
"It’s gonna be a rough morning..."
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The morning air was crisp as Brandon stepped out onto the wide front porch in nothing but loose gray sweatpants and a plain black t-shirt.
He stretched his arms overhead and froze when he saw her.
Kiera was jogging up the long gravel driveway in a sports bra, her ponytail swinging as her leggings clung to toned legs.
Earbuds dangled from one ear and she slowed to a walk when she spotted him.
"Morning, Kiera," Brandon called. "Did you have a good sleep?"
She pulled the remaining earbud out, wiped her forehead with the back of her wrist, and nodded once.
"Morning... yeah. I slept good."
She kept walking toward him and when she reached the bottom of the porch steps she stopped.
Brandon leaned one shoulder against the porch column with his arms crossed loosely.
She hesitated, then stepped up onto the first riser so they were almost eye-level "I wanted to ask you something. There are... like... many women in the household."
Brandon’s brows lifted slightly, but he didn’t interrupt.
"Like... your Academy friends are also staying in the house?"
"I mean... I understand if Miss Elize and Miss Ravene are here. They’re... family, sort of. But the others..."
She gestured vaguely toward the big house behind him. "I-I know it’s an awkward and strange question... but why are they here? Living together with you..."
He looked at her for a moment and gave a small, dry smile "Well... you see, um..."
"They’re also my lovers."
Kiera blinked.
Then blinked again.
"Huh?"
Her eyes widened, "What?" she whispered.
And her voice grew louder "What the hell are you saying? Not just my mom and sister... you’re in a relationship with others too?"
Brandon exhaled "...Yeah."
She snapped and lunged forward, grabbing fistfuls of his t-shirt and yanking him down so their faces were inches apart.
"You-" Her voice cracked with anger. "You damn bastard... I trusted you."
"Kiera, listen to me-"
"No, you bastard." Her knuckles whitened against the fabric. "You already have my mother and my sister, and you have more?"
The front door opened with a soft creak.
Eira poked her head out with an oversized sleep shirt slipping off one shoulder.
She took one look at the scene and sighed "Oh boy... let’s bring Mom."
She disappeared back inside.
Seconds later, the door opened wider.
Florence stepped out, and her eyes flicked from Kiera’s clenched fists "Kiera-"
Hearing a sharp voice, Kiera was startled and turned her head "Mother..."
Florence walked down the steps and uttered coldly "Take your hands off him right now."
Seeing the anger in Florence’s eyes, Kiera was stunned and quickly let go of his t-shirt.
Florence reached up and brushed the curls on his t-shirt, then let her palm rest flat against his chest "You alright, darling?"
He gave her that same wry smile "I’m good."
Florence nodded and turned back to her daughter.
With a soft sigh, she spoke "You have questions. That’s fine. And you are angry... Also fine." 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
She took one step closer. "But you do not put your hands on him like that. Not ever. Do you understand me?"
Kiera’s gaze quivered, and she gave a nod "...Yes, Mother."
Florence looked at her for a moment "Go take a shower and cool off. When you’re ready to talk like an adult instead of screaming like a child, come find us. We’ll be in the kitchen."
Kiera’s lips pressed into a thin line, and she gave one jerky nod before stepping inside the house.
Stepping in, she saw Eira standing there.
Eira quickly looked away, whistling like she did nothing "Phew... I wonder what’s for breakfast today."
Kiera walked past her without saying anything.
Eira: -_-
Florence watched her go until the sound faded and her shoulders dropped a little.
Brandon slid an arm around her waist from behind, "Why are you so harsh with her?"
Florence leaned back into him, "I just... got a bit angry when she grabbed your t-shirt like that."
"Haa... anyway, we can explain the situation to her later."







