A few days after the joyful announcement, Brandon found himself once again at Scylla’s private villa.

Steam rose lazily from the water, curling into the cool evening air.

The hot spring was surrounded by smooth dark stones and fragrant night-blooming flowers.

Brandon sat naked on the submerged stone bench, the hot water reaching up to his chest.

His black hair was damp and pushed back from his face.

Beside him, Scylla was also sitting naked with one arm resting on the edge of the spring.

"Congratulations, Kael."

Brandon smiled, leaning his head back against the smooth stone. "Thank you. We only found out a few days ago."

With a chuckle, Scylla spoke "Only a few days ago, huh? You really didn’t waste any time, did you? Got married and immediately put a baby in her. That’s impressively efficient."

Brandon let out a dry laugh and shook his head helplessly.

She continued teasing him "Newly married, beautiful mature woman like Freya in your arms... and you just couldn’t hold back, could you? Pounding her night after night until you knocked her up. No restraint at all."

He let out a soft sigh and dipped his hand into the water before splashing it on her face.

*splash*

"Hah-! You bastard!" she yelled with laughter, wiping the water from her face with the back of her hand.

She retaliated instantly, scooping up a much larger wave with both hands and hurling it at him.

Splash-!

Brandon raised his arm to block it, but the water still crashed over his head and chest, soaking his hair completely.

He chuckled, pushing his wet hair back from his face.

"You are running your mouth. Had to shut you up somehow."

Scylla grinned "Oh you’re just embarrassed because I’m right. You really couldn’t keep your hands off her, could you? One taste of married life and you went straight into breeding mode."

Brandon reached out and flicked another small splash of water right onto her nose.

"Shut up."

Scylla laughed again, clearly having the time of her life.

The steam continued to swirl around their naked bodies as her laughter echoed softly through the private hot spring.

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The bedroom was filled with the heavy scent of sex and the soft sounds of Amelia’s slowing breathing.

She lay sprawled on her back, completely naked and her skin was flushed pink, with some hickeys and handprints on her ass.

Her chest rose and fell in deep breaths while her thighs were still slightly trembling from the intense sex.

Brandon leaned over her and gently brushed damp strands of blonde hair away from her forehead.

Amelia’s eyes were half-closed with a tired smile playing on her swollen lips.

He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

"Good night, my love," he whispered tenderly.

Amelia hummed softly in response, too tired to form proper words.

Brandon carefully pulled the quilt over her naked body, tucking it gently around her shoulders and down to her waist.

He made sure she was comfortable and warm before pressing one last kiss to her cheek.

Brandon walked over to the side table, picked up a white towel, and wrapped it around his waist, tying it securely.

He quietly stepped out of the bedroom and made his way toward the spacious balcony attached to the master suite.

The cool night breeze greeted him as he stepped outside.

The balcony offered a breathtaking view of the Holy Land’s capital city.

Freya stood at the railing, wearing a thin nightgown.

The fabric clung gently to her mature, voluptuous body as the cool breeze caused it to flutter slightly and outline her curves.

She was quietly watching the city lights with one hand resting on the railing.

Without saying a word, Brandon wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back against his chest in a warm, loving hug.

Freya let out a soft, contented sigh and leaned back into him immediately, placing her hands over his arms.

"You’re finally done spoiling our little princess?"

Brandon chuckled softly against her ear, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck.

"She fell asleep quickly. You know how intense she gets."

His hand slid upward, slipping smoothly beneath the thin fabric of her nightgown.

His palm found her breast, and he gently squeezed it, feeling its soft warmth and weight in his hand.

Freya arched her back slightly, "Mmm..."

"Isn’t it cold outside?"

With a nod, she murmured "It is. But with you, it’s warm."

Freya smiled softly, tilting her head to give him better access to her neck.

She covered his hand on her breast with her hand, encouraging him to squeeze a little firmer.

"You know... right now, I am the happiest I have ever been."

Brandon smiled against her neck, "I will make you even happier,"

Freya giggled softly and turned her head to look at him over her shoulder.

The night wind gently blew strands of her blonde hair across her face.

"Do you want a boy or a girl?" she asked in a curious tone.

His lips brushed against hers as he whispered "I want a beautiful girl like you."

Freya’s cheeks flushed with happiness and smiled brightly, her heart clearly melting at his words.

As he spoke, Brandon gave her breast another firm squeeze, letting his fingers sink deeper into the supple flesh.

Freya gasped softly into his mouth.

"Mmm..." she hummed, clearly enjoying his touch.

"Now that I think of it, we need to start preparing names for the child."

Brandon continued kneading her breast lovingly "Any names you like?"

Freya leaned back more fully into his chest, "I’ve always liked the name ’Selene’ for a girl."

"It means ’shining light’ in the old tongue. And for a boy... maybe ’Kaelen’. It sounds strong, like his father."

Brandon smiled and kissed the side of her neck again, "Selene Bleaufort. It sounds great."

Freya let out a soft, pleased laugh and turned slightly in his arms so she could face him better.

Her nightgown had slipped further down one shoulder, exposing more of her cleavage.

"You’re going to spoil her rotten if it’s a girl, aren’t you?"

"Absolutely. And if it’s a boy, I’ll train him to protect his mother and sisters."

Freya’s expression softened with deep affection.

She reached up and cupped his cheek, pulling him into another kiss.

Squeezing her breast, he murmured "You are going to lactate soon, right?"

Freya’s eyes widened for a second before she let out a bright giggle.

She playfully bit his lower lip, pulling on it gently with her teeth before releasing it.

"You want some taste at that time?" she whispered teasingly in a seductive voice.

"Obviously," Brandon replied without hesitation. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"You can keep one for me and another for our child."

Freya let out another soft giggle and pinched his cheek playfully.

"You naughty husband. Already planning to steal your own child’s milk? How greedy can you be?"

Brandon smiled, leaning in to kiss the corner of her mouth.

"You really are shameless," she whispered, though her tone was anything but disapproving.

"But... I don’t mind. If you want a taste when the time comes... I’ll let you have it."