Aiden sat comfortably on the sofa, one arm securely wrapped around Nyssa while the other cradled tiny Elara against his chest. The lactating professor had shifted fully onto his lap, her thick thighs draped sideways over his legs, one arm looped around his neck possessively while her other hand supported her baby’s head beneath his. Her massive, milk-swollen breasts hung heavily, one nipple gently latched in Elara’s tiny mouth as the baby fed peacefully.

The intimate, almost domestic scene was surreal after the brutal claiming that had occurred earlier in this very office.

Aiden’s blue eyes glowed faintly with intent. He spoke clearly into the air.

"Eli... Come to me."

Eliza — Aiden’s personal maid, personally assigned by Professor Erina — materialized instantly.

Eliza’s eyes widened slightly as she took in the scene before her. Professor Nyssa Obsidienne — naked, flushed, covered in faint marks from rough handling — sat sideways on Aiden’s lap like a contented lover. The professor’s enormous breasts were on full display, one currently feeding her newborn. Aiden held the baby with natural ease, looking every bit the patriarch.

Nyssa blinked up at the maid, recognition flashing in her emerald eyes. "You... You were the one with him earlier. The maid who accompanied him when I called him to my office."

Eliza bowed deeply and gracefully, completely unfazed by the obscene yet tender tableau.

"At your service, My Eminence," she said softly, voice filled with reverence.

Aiden spoke internally.

*Lunara, make sure the skill I created using The Creator is ready.*

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[Of course, Master~] Lunara purred warmly in his mind, her voice laced with amusement and approval. [The Knowledge Transfer Kiss is fully prepared. You can share as much or as little as you wish.]

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Aiden nodded subtly and gestured to Eliza.

"Eli. Lean toward my face."

Without hesitation or question, Eliza stepped closer, bent at the waist, and leaned in obediently until her face was inches from his. Aiden cupped the back of her head and pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss.

"Mmm—!" Eliza’s eyes fluttered as their lips met. The kiss quickly grew intense — tongues dancing, Aiden dominating her mouth completely. Through the specially crafted skill, a stream of information flowed directly into her mind: Nyssa’s submission, Elara’s existence, the new status of both as part of his inner circle, instructions for informing the others, and the expectations moving forward.

Nyssa watched from his lap, pouting cutely with puffed cheeks. Her emerald eyes narrowed slightly in playful jealousy, but she remained silent, simply pressing herself closer to Aiden’s chest while Elara continued nursing peacefully.

When Aiden finally released Eliza, the maid was breathless, cheeks flushed bright red, lips slightly swollen. A thin string of saliva connected them for a moment before breaking.

"You understand what you have to do," Aiden said calmly.

Eliza straightened, still flushed, and bowed again. "Yes, My Eminence. I will inform the others with care and clarity."

Aiden smiled. "Good. Tell them the basic details first. I believe you’ll be able to explain it better than I would."

Eliza nodded once more, gave a polite glance toward Nyssa and the baby, then vanished.

The moment she disappeared, Nyssa turned her full attention back to Aiden. Her voice was soft, almost trembling.

"What did you do, Sir...?"

Aiden chuckled lowly, his hand stroking her bare back. "My sexy little maid is going to inform this newest addition to my wives. You. Our baby."

The words "our baby" hit Nyssa like a warm wave. Her emerald eyes instantly welled up with tears. She buried her face against his neck, voice cracking with overwhelming emotion.

"T-thank you... Thank you so much, Sir... You have no idea what that means to me."

She cried quietly against him — happy, grateful tears — while Elara continued suckling contentedly. Aiden held both of them closer, one hand gently rubbing Nyssa’s back while the other supported the tiny girl.

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[Master~] Lunara purred sweetly in his head. [Look at her. She’s crying from happiness. You’ve completely conquered her heart along with her body. This lactating noble professor is utterly devoted now.]

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Nyssa eventually pulled back just enough to look at him, tears still glistening on her lashes. "I never thought... after what my ex did... that I would find someone who would accept both me and my daughter so completely. You’re truly incredible, Sir."

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[She’s already imagining her future with you, Master. More children. More nights like this. A proper family under your rule. You’re collecting not just lovers, but entire bloodlines now~]

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"I’ll be the best wife and mother for you," she promised softly. "I’ll keep leaking milk for you every day. I’ll teach during the day and warm your bed at night. And when I bring those maids... I’ll help you train them personally. Anything you desire."

"You already belong to me," he murmured, voice low and possessive. "Both of you. Elara will grow up knowing only my protection. And you... will never be abandoned again."

Nyssa’s eyes shimmered with fresh tears of joy. Elara cooed softly between them.

The tender moment stretched on. They talked quietly — about moving her belongings, integrating her into his residence, future plans for Elara, and how Nyssa would balance her professorial duties with her new role as one of Aiden’s women.

Every so often, Lunara would chime in with filthy yet approving commentary.

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[She’s so happy to be yours, Master.]

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Nyssa eventually rested her head on Aiden’s shoulder once more, Elara now full and sleeping peacefully in his arms. The professor’s massive breasts, still leaking lightly, pressed warmly against his side.

"I love you already," she whispered, almost shyly. "Not just because you’re powerful... but because of how you held her. How you accepted us. Thank you for making me yours."

Aiden simply held them tighter, the weight of his growing empire — and growing family — settling comfortably on his shoulders.

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Aiden lingered in the warm, intimate embrace for a few more moments, savoring the sight of Nyssa pressed against him with Elara nursing peacefully between them. The lactating professor’s emerald eyes were still misty with emotion, her body soft and yielding in his lap. But the time for private tenderness was ending.

"It’s time," Aiden said, voice low but firm. "Get off me and put your clothes on, Nyssa. You and Elara are going to meet my wives."

Nyssa blinked, a mix of nervousness and excitement flashing across her flushed face. "Right now... Sir?"

"Yes. Now."

She nodded obediently and carefully slid off his lap, her thick thighs trembling slightly as she stood. Her massive breasts swayed heavily, still leaking thin trails of milk down her soft, post-pregnancy tummy. She reached for the discarded micro bikini first — the extremely slutty set she had been wearing underneath her dress.

The tiny black strings and minuscule triangular patches barely qualified as clothing. She stepped into the micro thong, pulling the thin strings up over her wide, fertile hips. The tiny patch of fabric disappeared between her thick ass cheeks and barely covered her still-swollen pussy. She then slipped on the matching micro bra, the thin straps framing her enormous, overflowing tits while the small triangles struggled to contain her heavy, milk-filled globes. Her puffy pink nipples were clearly visible through the fabric.

Nyssa reached for her tight black dress next, shimmying into it with some effort. The shiny material hugged every curve — squeezing her narrow waist and stretching obscenely over her massive chest and plush ass.

"But... Sir," she said softly as she adjusted the dress, "we can’t just walk through the corridors like this. Students will see me... and the baby..."

Aiden stood up smoothly, still cradling the sleeping Elara securely against his chest with one arm. The tiny girl looked perfectly content, a small bubble of milk at the corner of her mouth.

"Who said anything about walking?" he replied with a low chuckle.

Nyssa looked at him in confusion, smoothing down her dress over her hips. Before she could ask further, a soft emerald-green glow enveloped her face for a few seconds. When it faded, her makeup was flawless once more — crimson lips perfectly painted, mascara fixed, and the post-sex flush on her cheeks subtly enhanced rather than removed. Her glossy black hair settled neatly around her sharp, seductive face.

Aiden stepped closer, wrapped a strong arm around her waist, and pulled her flush against his side. Nyssa yelped cutely in surprise, her hands instinctively flying up to cradle the back of his neck for support. Her massive breasts squished heavily against his chest.

"Hold tight," he commanded.

Nyssa nodded, pressing herself even closer, one arm staying around his neck while the other gently supported Elara between them.

Internally, Aiden spoke:

*Lunara, teleport us to the special classroom.*

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[With pleasure, Master~] Lunara purred approvingly, her voice dripping with excitement. [Time to introduce your new cow and calf to the rest of the herd. This is going to be delicious.]

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The office around them blurred and dissolved. Nyssa gasped, clinging tighter to Aiden as reality shifted.

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They reappeared inside the special classroom. Several beautiful women were already waiting, having been informed moments earlier by Eliza.

The wives turned toward the sudden arrival.

All eyes fell on the new arrivals: Aiden holding a tiny baby, and the well-known Professor Nyssa Obsidienne pressed tightly against him in her tight black dress, clearly marked with faint love bites and still smelling faintly of sex and milk.

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END OF Chapter : 413 : KNOWLEDGE TRANSFER KISS!

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