Reena POV:
Branson spent the whole night solely focused on me. Dinner was amazing, and afterward, the tender love he showed me (almost) all night was amazing. The difference in how he shows affection and makes love is definitely different from the way Atlas does. One is so tender and gentle, the other is more rough and dominant. I love them both.
I smiled tiredly as Atlas entered the room and made his way over to me. "Hmmm...I'm going to have to talk with Branson. It looks like you didn't get enough rest," he scoffed as he gently rubbed my belly. "I'm fine," I tried reassuring him. I couldn't tell if he was joking or not; he's good at hiding his emotions.
"That you are, babe," he grinned before leaning over and kissing me. "I will say, his mark looks good with mine." I smiled as his f
