The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist novel Chapter 383

Chapter 383: Chapter 383 : You really are the best (Slight R18 )

The heavy door of the suite clicked shut, the sound final and echoing—a barrier between them and a world that was already trying to pull them apart.

Inside, the air was heavy, charged with the scent of lilies and the frantic rhythm of their breathing. Alex stood for a moment, his hand still on the brass handle. In the silent theater of his mind, he reached out to his only constant witness.

"System... you know what you have to do, right? If the worst happens..."

[ Don’t worry, Host. What you fear is never going to come to pass as long as I am with you. I’ll make sure you don’t become a teen father, so for tonight... you can go all out. ]

"Thanks, brother."

Alex turned, and Alicia was already there. She launched herself at him with fierce hunger, her lips crashing against his in a desperate kiss.

Her hands clutched his face, pulling him closer as they shared a kiss fueled by the salt of her tears and the heat of her devotion.

As they began to strip away the barriers of silk and cotton, the room felt like it was catching fire. Alicia unzipped her gown, letting the sapphire fabric pool at her feet like a fallen sky. Beneath it, she wore intricate black lace lingerie that contrasted sharply against her porcelain skin—the sheer fabric accentuating her curves and the delicate ribbons teasing the eyes.

Alex’s breath hitched. ’She knew I’d give in.’

Alex’s gaze traveled over her. "You’re so beautiful, Alicia... truly breathtaking," he whispered, his voice thick with genuine reverence. He reached out, his fingers trembling slightly as he unhooked the delicate lace, freeing her from the last of her clothes.

Alicia, usually so composed, felt a deep heat rise to her cheeks, a beautiful blush spreading across her chest and face as she stood fully exposed to his adoring gaze.

In that moment, Alex saw her for what she was: a goddess made of moonlight and snow. Her skin was like polished ivory, glowing in the dim light, and her sapphire-green eyes held a depth that could drown a man. She was a vision of ethereal perfection, radiant and mesmerizing beyond words.

But as she helped Alex discard his own clothes, the roles reversed. When his form was fully revealed, Alicia’s eyes widened in genuine astonishment.

Her gaze fixed on his massive, throbbing length, her breath catching in her throat.

’Is that size even possible?’

She froze for a split second, a flicker of intimidation crossing her features before being replaced by deep, primal pride. He was more than she had imagined—powerful, scarred, and perfect.

"You’re too... perfect, and that’s what I don’t like the most," she whispered, her voice trembling.

Alex didn’t answer with words. He pulled her into his arms, his mouth finding the sensitive skin of her neck before trailing down. He worshiped her with soft, lingering kisses, his lips pressing against the swell of her breasts with a tenderness that made her heart ache.

She arched into him, her fingers tangling in his silver hair as he indulged in every inch of her, marking her as his.

They became lost in each other, their bodies a map they were exploring for the first—and perhaps last—time. They kissed each other all over: shoulders, collarbones, the curve of the waist—each touch a desperate attempt to memorize the other. Alicia’s hands roamed his muscles, tracing the strength she had always relied on, while Alex’s touch was a mix of protective heat and raw desire.

They fell onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and whispered promises. Alicia reached out, her fingers fumbling for the lights. With a soft click, the lights died, plunging the room into shadows lit only by the distant city glow.

In the darkness, the world vanished. The quiet of the suite was soon filled with the frantic rhythm of their breathing, the soft friction of skin against skin, and the low, guttural moans as they indulged in each other, forgetting everything.

———

After spending the night with Alicia as they indulged in each other the whole night, morning finally came.

Alex’s eyes snapped open.

He woke up slowly, memories flooding back—the passionate kisses, her tearful whispers, the way their bodies had intertwined so perfectly.

He immediately looked beside him. "Alicia..."

But no one was there. The bed was empty, sheets rumpled on her side.

Alex sat up quickly, still half-asleep as he looked all around the room from the bed. "Where is she?" 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

He searched the room—the chair where her gown had been tossed, the bathroom door ajar, even stumbling to check the shower, steam long gone.

Suddenly, the system’s voice came into his head.

[ Host, she already left while you were asleep. ]

Alex heard those words and finally let out a deep sigh, sitting back on the edge of the bed.

"I gave in..." he murmured to himself. "Looks like I really screwed up this time, huh."

He lay back down for a moment, staring at the ceiling as everything that happened last night kept revolving in his head.

A happy smile crept onto his face. "But it was really an incredible night. I’m never going to forget it as long as I live."

In a low voice, he added, "Thanks, fatty... you really are the best."

He slept for another hour after that, the smile lingering.

When he finally woke up again, he took a long shower, letting the hot water wash away the remnants of the night, then put on his clothes.

Suddenly, his etherPad buzzed insistently.

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