Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world

Brandon stood near the water’s edge with a small pile of flat stones gathered at his feet.

With a practiced flick of his wrist, he sent another rock skipping across the lake’s surface.

plip... plip... plip... plip...

It bounced four times before sinking beneath.

He picked up another stone, weighing it in his palm, ’I really didn’t expect to get into a relationship in this era.’

A soft sigh escaped his lips ’Amelia and Freya... Another 500 years. I definitely need to find a way for immortality or something.’

A few meters behind him, Freya sat on a large, flat rock that overlooked the lake.

She had kicked off her shoes and was lazily swinging her bare feet as the hem of her crimson dress rode up to reveal her smooth thighs.

She rested her chin on her hand, watching Brandon with a dramatic pout on her full lips.

”I am right here,” she muttered under her breath, loud enough for him to hear, ”practically offering myself on a silver platter... and instead of playing with my body, he’s playing with rocks.”

She let out an exaggerated sigh, leaning back on her hands.

The already loosened front of her dress slipped a little lower, revealing even more of her deep, soft cleavage.

The warm sunlight made her skin glow, highlighting the faint sheen of sweat along her collarbone and between her breasts.

Another stone skipped across the water.

plip... plip... plip...

Freya’s pout deepened in impatience.

”Men,” she grumbled playfully. ”Give them a beautiful woman in a private spot, and they choose skipping stones. How tragic.”

A few minutes later, after one final throw that sent the rock bouncing six times, Brandon finally turned around.

He dusted his hands off and walked back toward her with a relaxed smile on his face.

Brandon sat down beside her on the rock, and Freya immediately leaned against him, resting her head on his shoulder with a satisfied hum.

”Finally,” she murmured, and her voice was laced with playful complaint. ”I was starting to feel neglected. Here I am, dressed nicely, cleavage on full display, alone with a handsome man by a beautiful lake... and you were more interested in making rocks dance.”

Brandon chuckled softly as he wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her closer.

”I needed a moment to think. Last night was eventful. This morning even more so. I didn’t really expect that I would be in a relationship with two women.”

Freya tilted her head up to look at him ”True, it feels like everything happened so quickly. That’s why...”

She took his free hand and boldly placed it on her thigh, just below the hem of her dress ”I’m right here, Kael. Warm. And very much hoping you’ll stop being so gentlemanly for a little while.”

She shifted even closer, pressing her soft breasts against his arm as she nuzzled her nose against his neck.

”Or do I need to loosen my dress even more to get your full attention?” she whispered.

Brandon’s hand instinctively squeezed her thigh gently, feeling the supple flesh yield under his fingers.

He turned his head to look at her, ”You really aren’t holding back at all.”

She smiled and lightly brushed her lips against the corner of his mouth.

Moving her lips, she closed her eyes and gently kissed his lips.

Brandon could feel her inexperience in the way she pressed forward too eagerly, a little clumsy but filled with genuine desire.

He gently kissed her back, taking control. One hand remained on her thigh, squeezing softly, while the other rose to cup the side of her face.

He guided her slowly, teaching her the rhythm.

”Lower lip...” he murmured against her mouth.

Freya obeyed and parted her lips slightly, offering her plump lower lip to him.

Brandon captured it gently between his own, sucking on it with delicate tenderness.

He grasped her lip lightly, savoring the silky texture and the faint taste of her.

Her body shivered against him as she melted further into the kiss.

Encouraged, she tried to match his pace as her hand slid up his chest, silently begging for more contact.

Brandon deepened the kiss gradually.

His tongue traced the seam of her lips, asking for entrance.

When she parted them with a shaky breath, he slipped his tongue inside, tasting her properly.

Freya whimpered softly into his mouth as she instinctively pressed closer, practically climbing into his lap.

The sound of their lips meeting and parting mingled with the gentle lapping of the lake water and the rustle of leaves.

When they finally parted, a thin string of saliva connected their lips for a moment before breaking.

Freya’s eyes were half-lidded and hazy with disbelief ”Gods... I want more.”

She leaned in again, chasing another kiss, but Brandon held her back.

”Freya, cover yourself. I sense twenty people rushing toward here.”

Huh?

Freya blinked in surprise, and she quickly pulled the front of her dress back up, covering her bountiful cleavage, and tugged the hem down over her thighs.

She slipped her shoes back on with hurried movements, ”Who is here at this time?”

In the distance, a group of roughly twenty figures emerged from the treeline, dressed in dark clothes.

Seeing this, Freya frowned ”Bandits? In this area? Strange.”

Brandon glanced at her ”Is this some kind of setup done by your brother to check my strength or something?”

Freya shook her head immediately ”No. He doesn’t even know I’m here with you today. Something else is going on.”

Brandon’s gaze returned to the group, and he noticed the weapons ’They’re the real deal. Definitely not some common bandits. Someone sent them to target us.’

Freya stepped closer to him, ”Kael, can you handle them, or should we run?”

”I know you defeated 100 guards, but they had training weapons. These people have real weapons, and they’re coming toward us with killing intent. This isn’t a game.”

Brandon smacked her ass with a loud slap before giving it a good squeeze.

*plah* The soft flesh jiggled under his palm, and Freya let out a surprised gasp, ”K-Kael?”

”Stay behind me. Also, you got a nice one back here... I will check it later.”

Rubbing her ass, Freya nodded as she took a sharp dagger from a hilt near her leg.

She stepped slightly behind him, ready to support if needed.