After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 343

Aberdeen Hotel, Two years ago

Inside their honeymoon suite, the atmosphere between a certain newly wed couple was far from expected.

Althea glared, but at the same time she looked heartbroken at his bandaged chest.

It was huge and covered his entire chest. She could also see dabbles of blood and it was obvious it wasn’t even near getting healed.

Her petite hands landed on the taut skin just outside the white bandage. "No wonder you were so cold!"

Then the heartbreak expression turned to one of determination. This man must be taken to the hospital! Their honeymoon can wait!

"This won’t do, we have to—" She gestured to stand up to go to the phone, when she was pulled down by strong arms.

Any more words were stopped by his mouth on hers. Her eyes widened and she gasped, with him taking advantage of the opening and entering with his tongue. He immediately began consuming her sanity.

Her back rested on the bed as he kissed her, her hands creeping up to wrap around his wide shoulders, making her slowly forget about her worries.

"Nothing can stop this." He told her, gasping, burying his head on her neck.

Althea’s eyebrows furrowed, touching him tentatively. "Your wound…"

"No. I’ve been looking forward to this for years." He said, his serious face filled with determination.

If one didn’t know what he was referring to, people might have thought it had something to do with saving a country.

Under his deep stare, Althea’s face flushed in embarrassment and she couldn’t help but send him a glare.

In Garan’s eyes, however, it just lit up the beast inside even more.

A bit morbidly, it wouldn’t be just her virgin blood on the cot that night.

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Altera Village, present

As soon as the door closed, their lips met again with an explosion of repressed passion.

Garan quickly brought her to her comfortable mattress, hovering over her with his whole mass.

He placed some of his weight on her, just enough for her to feel his… everything.

His free hand wandered from her legs to her waist, continuing north to her plump chest.

She wrapped her arms around his neck as his warm tongue entered her mouth, exploring her long-missed taste.

He soon parted from her to kiss her cheek, her temple, her ears, and her neck, leaving as many traces as he could.

He was rewarded with her soft mewl and it drove him crazy.

His movements became more frantic and Althea’s moans became more and more pronounced, until—

The sound of children’s heartbreaking cries exploded outside the door.

Althea’s eyes widened and her mouth shut. Meanwhile, Garan was too engrossed in her softness to mind anything else.

"Wait!" Althea yelled, patting his shoulders repeatedly to stop him from devouring her.

He seemed to have taken the patting as encouragement and she almost gasped with what he did next.