But what Chloe was asking now was different from that.

‘A child of Chloe and me……’

As Andert’s eyes narrowed in thought, Chloe carefully cleared her throat.

“What about you? Since we’ve never talked about this, I want to know what you think.”

Chloe didn’t share her guess that pregnancy would be difficult. If she showed such signs first, the other person would have no choice but to give an answer out of consideration for her.

Andert, who had been silently staring at her gaze, straightened his upper body that had been leaning against the railing. As night deepened, the continuous breeze felt quite cool.

He pulled the slender hand resting on one side of the railing and held it firmly. If this was an issue Chloe approached with such caution, he wanted to answer with matching sincerity.

“Chloe, I haven’t actually thought seriously about children. I once considered a child as an heir, but I don’t think that’s what you’re asking about now.”

“……”

“It would be nice to have a child who resembles you and me, but I don’t mind if we don’t.”

Andert revealed his inner thoughts calmly without dressing them up with plausible words.

Literally, he thought it would be nice to have a child resembling Chloe. But if not, he didn’t desire it desperately.

Meanwhile, his touch, neatly laying down her collar fluttering in the wind, was incomparably gentle. What mattered most to him was Chloe before him.

Andert quickly realized why her expression had suddenly darkened. There was only one reason Chloe would worry while bringing up this topic.

She must be concerned about the case where a child wouldn’t come easily.

If so, there was something he wanted to say clearly.

“You know best that I don’t beat around the bush. While I’m skeptical about whether I could be a good father, I think you would be a good mother. Conversely, I wouldn’t have major regrets if that situation never came. So don’t worry or agonize over such things.”

“……”

“Of course, if a child is born, they will grow up under House Dietrich’s firm protection. So don’t worry in advance about something that hasn’t happened.”

Taking a step closer, he grasped her shoulders where the bones could be felt.

“Have a child first. Things go smoothly when you have children. Establishing a solid succession is also one of your duties.”

The old Duke’s explicit urging about succession wasn’t a big deal. He had no intention of following his father’s wishes literally. It wasn’t even worth responding to.

In any case, all decisions belonged to Chloe and himself. But he didn’t want Chloe to worry about such issues. He stroked her long hair, which emitted a familiar scent, with his hand like a sparse comb, with steady eyes.

“Andert.”

“What’s most important to me is you. That’s why I want to live each day happily with you.”

Andert, who cupped both of Chloe’s cheeks, calmly revealed his sincerity.

To be precise, it wasn’t that he didn’t want children. But he wasn’t desperate for it either. Of course, this answer might not be what Chloe wanted.

Though his thinking was quite binary, his priorities were clear when dealing with all matters. Focusing on the side where the scale’s weight most clearly tilted.

Secondary things didn’t become significant considerations. This remained true even now when children were mentioned. With Chloe occupying the top priority, there was no need for complicated thoughts.

Andert kissed the corner of her beautiful eyes looking up at him. Conveying that he didn’t want anything more than this moment.

At his affectionate kiss, Chloe felt like she might burst into tears. The unspoken whisper that having her alone was enough warmly embraced her shadowed heart.

He wasn’t someone who acted or spoke with consideration for others. So this was an utterly sincere answer.

“I understand what you mean, Andert. You’re right. I just…… had various thoughts after meeting Kate today.”

Chloe smiled brightly, holding back the tears that welled up. As if shaking off her thoughts far away.

There was no need to worry unnecessarily. She decided to think only positive thoughts during this honeymoon. Chloe responded by slightly raising her heels to kiss his forehead and bridge of his nose.

Andert, who had closed his eyes slightly, wrapped his hand around Chloe’s nape as she tried to move away. Unlike the previous kiss that lacked intensity, this one was infused with clear heat.

The kiss that began on the deck where sea breeze rushed in only paused briefly when they crossed the bedroom threshold. He firmly embraced her body, which staggered as her slippers came off.

Andert, who reached the bed, stood still and quietly met her gaze. He wanted to confirm Chloe’s desire directed at him.

‘Though it probably can’t compare to the extent I want.’

Under the dimmed lighting, Chloe felt her breath catch. The man who had clearly been smiling before the kiss now had darkened eyes.

“Andert.”

He noticed the small spark in her green eyes before her quiet call. Before Chloe could realize the softness behind her back, Andert showered her with kisses again.

Lips and tongues collided and intertwined in succession. Before his desire for Chloe, he always felt stripped bare. Since he had nothing to hide, he wanted her to be the same.

So when Chloe shrank or bit her lip as if holding back excitement, he persistently dug deeper. Andert, who hadn’t known such depths existed in his unconscious, took off the clothes he was wearing.

The cold metallic sound of the buckle hitting the floor disappeared without a trace in the heat of skin meeting skin. Similarly, Chloe’s clothes and underwear, removed one by one by his fingertips, fell beneath the bed.

“Wait, we need to close the door……”

Chloe momentarily raised her body, realizing the door to the balcony hadn’t been closed. Though it was a private space where no one could enter, she worried ahead. Someone might hear sounds leaking out.

But Andert wrapped his arm around Chloe’s waist as she momentarily turned her back. Burying his lips on her shoulder blade, he slowly pressed his lower body against her white buttocks.

Unlike the subtle movement, the presence asserting itself below was fierce. Chloe’s waist, who ended up prone by chance, collapsed helplessly.

Andert grasped her br*asts that shifted downward. After caressing the unbelievably soft skin, he gripped them tightly, causing Chloe to exhale a faint m*an. As the strong grip was joined by the stimulation of hard nails rubbing the tips of her br*asts, continuous nasal sounds burst forth.

Meanwhile, the heat that had been rubbing her buttocks dug between Chloe’s thighs. The action of lightly brushing her private parts wasn’t rough in itself. But the feeling of skin sticking to her lower region, which had become wet without knowing shame, was *rotic. As the waist movements of rubbing and grinding against her highly heated flesh continued in a slippery manner, Chloe buried her face in the bed.

She didn’t want to confirm with her own eyes what position she was in under Andert. Yet, the lewdness of rubbing against her thoroughly wet skin only became more vivid.

After slowly pulling his waist back, he penetrated just as slowly. With a squelching friction sound, his firmly *rect manhood poked at the extreme point of her private parts. At that moment, her lower abdomen felt dizzy, as if it were being constricted.

“Ah.”

It felt like sparks bursting one by one. Chloe’s cry of pleasure, soaking wet, leaked out as if she were in pain.

Then his c*ck, which he had already withdrawn, rubbed her reddened inner flesh densely. The blunt tip with prominent veins rubbed her highly sensitized peak again with sticky persistence. Chloe’s thighs tensed tightly at the intensely sharp sensation.

At that moment, Andert’s fingers, which had been showering kisses along her spine, dug deep inside.

“Hng.”

Chloe’s sob, pressed against the bedding, cut through the bedroom.

He gently caressed the inside, wet with slick love juices. At the same time, his other hand firmly twisted the peak of the br*ast he had been kneading. The delicate flesh, pressed between his straight fingers, stood up stiffly.

Then Chloe’s arms, which had barely been supporting her weight, collapsed powerlessly. He wanted to push Chloe, whom he loved endlessly, to her limits in this moment. Seeing such extreme emotions coexisting, even he found it seemed without answer.

But it was too much for him to endure further. Andert supported her under her flat stomach and lifted her weakened body. Chloe, pulled up while held by the waist, was overwhelmed by the momentary strength.

The waist movement that penetrated from behind as if pressing down split Chloe’s most tender flesh at once. Her sensitive body jumped at the intense stimulation, but it was powerless under the weight covering her entire body.

He firmly grasped Chloe’s pelvis, which was collapsing helplessly. It took only a moment for fire to ignite in his gaze as he stickily observed her nape covered with disheveled hair, her gently curved waist, and round buttocks.

Andert thr*st his hips again. All the lines trembling beneath him were beautiful. Even to his own eyes, the dark red organ mercilessly penetrating between the white, soft buttocks looked fierce. Even that stark contrast only fanned his highly aroused desire.