Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3030

A ray of light broke through the gloomy sky.

The sun finally emerged from the clouds, and a long-lost clear day arrived over the Wastelands.

In a deserted lowland area stood a cluster of abandoned, crumbling shacks. Andrew slowly walked out from one of them. His pale complexion had returned to a healthy, rosy glow.

Yes, rosy.

He had just absorbed another werewolf duke's heart. Inevitably, the violent, bloodthirsty residue within the werewolf heart had affected him. As a result, Nyx paid the price.

A full three hours passed before it finally ended.

Nyx was a female martial god, so theoretically, her body should be as strong as any beast. Yet the soft, delicate parts of her had been subjected to Andrew's relentless storm of passion, leaving her unable to resist falling into an exhausted sleep.

The foreign beauty's body was pale and radiant, and her golden hair was tied into a thick braid.

Earlier, Andrew had gripped it in his hand like reins on a warhorse, helping him charge across the battlefield! Nyx had never experienced such intense pleasure before, so she did not even know how to describe it.

But now, she had crossed into womanhood. She had completed that transformation. The sensation was intense, beautiful, and overwhelming. It was just that when Andrew lost control, he had been a little too rough, leaving streaks of red marks across her soft body.

The doll-like beauty glared at Andrew. She wanted to be angry, yet she could not bring herself to be. She simply grumbled, "You were too rough, you jerk!"

Andrew's face showed genuine remorse. He walked over and kissed her on the cheek. "Next time, I'll be gentler. Just now, I really couldn't control myself!"

Nyx snorted haughtily and tried to get out of bed. Of course, it was not really a bed. At most, it was a clean door panel.

Yet, with just that slight movement, Nyx gasped in pain. She looked down, feeling utterly helpless, and bit down on Andrew's shoulder.

Andrew felt no pain whatsoever. His skin now was so tough that even a knife would not leave a mark.

Ironically, Nyx's action only stirred Andrew's desire again. Amid her startled cry, he lifted one of her long legs. Then, ignoring her pleas and threats, he drove straight in once more.

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