Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2980

Andrew was speechless. "Look at you, don't get so worked up. Why are you saying such aggressive things? Can't we be a bit gentler, a bit more civilized? From now on, you won't need to spread your legs. I'll do it myself, okay?"

Nyx flew into a rage. "Go to hell!"

She raised her hand to slap Andrew's face, thinking that this bastard was really pushing his luck.

However, Andrew caught her delicate hand in one swift motion.

Nyx struggled fiercely a couple of times, but Andrew's strength was unbelievably strong, and he would not let her go. Instead, he suddenly pulled hard.

With a soft cry, Nyx tumbled into Andrew's arms, "Let go, you…"

Her small mouth was immediately sealed by Andrew's.

Andrew was quite aggressive, forcefully prying open her guarded lips. Then, his tongue slipped inside.

Nyx's eyes widened, and gradually her whole body went weak and limp. She silently cursed at him, 'Damn it! Is he getting hooked on this?'

A full two minutes later, Andrew finally released her.

Nyx gasped for breath, her ashen face now bright red, even her neck burning hot. She was both ashamed and furious as she glared at Andrew, wanting to lash out but unable to truly do it. She wanted to give in, yet she was unwilling to do so.

Andrew looked at her gently and said, "Nyx, I will keep every word I say. I wasn't joking with you, and I wasn't just after your body. I like you, and I'll take you back to Holtrien. These are my promises to you."

Nyx froze, and her eyes slowly filled with emotion as she teared up.

Andrew suddenly grabbed her breast and bit her earlobe. "Say that again… Would you really bear to?"

Nyx's delicate body instantly stiffened, becoming completely weak and powerless, almost pleading. "D-Don't do that!"

Andrew smiled. "It's late. Sleep with me tonight."

Ignoring her protests and refusals, Andrew carried her straight into the bedroom.

That night, Nyx acted completely out of character and took the initiative. She then launched a full-on, relentless assault on Andrew.

Andrew swore that feeling was truly intoxicating. It made him genuinely want to live like this every single night, lost in endless pleasure.