After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 994

Chapter 994: Night at the Grand Hotel

Warning: R-18 kek. You may skip if you want~ Smut isn’t my strong suit so it may be cringey. xD

Dedicated to Lotuslin and her castle a few days ago LOL. Go check out her story guys! Maybe we can encourage her to finally allow her poor ML to get laid instead of dying over and over. o/

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“I want my husband to be very happy tonight.”

Garan wanted to say: He already was, and he was definitely ready to jump at her.

Of course, he knew that his wife liked them clean when doing the deed so he gently put her aside, kissing her face. “I’ll go take a quick—very quick—shower,” he said, and practically disappeared in front of her.

He used his physical ability and super speed to clean himself up well and only within a few minutes. He emerged with only a towel covering him, revealing his well-sculpted body that was still damp from the bath.

This time, it was Althea who gulped.

The atmosphere around the room was warm and sizzling, and it had nothing to do with the few sconce lights that were lit up to provide them with some light.

Garan—clad with nothing but a small towel—approached his beautiful wife sitting on the bed. She stood up and she pulled him to sit back down, causing the towel to fall down.

He was now completely bare, while his beautiful wife stood in front of him.

“Husband… can you open your present?”

Garan was already put into a daze by her coquettishness, so it took him a couple of moments to realize what she meant.

At this, he reluctantly pulled his eyes away from hers to look at the ribbon tied over her chest. It was a large ribbon that hid much of the lingerie.

When he pulled the loose end, the entire thing fell down to the floor, slowly and gracefully, revealing the barely-clad Althea in front of him.

It was the most enticing one yet. It revealed half her breast—stopping just above her nipples—and he could see the little bump that teased him what was underneath.

The underside of the bra had a mesh fabric that was semi-transparent, and it led the eyes to the matching panties underneath.

Althea rarely wore lingerie, and he memorized each one of them (especially when they ended up being ripped apart). This was new…

She definitely did not get these from Terran, so she probably got this made for him.

When she asked for this lingerie, she was thinking of him…

His eyes welled a little.

She prepared all this for him?

“You’re not done unpacking, husband,” she said, her velvety voice pulling him back to the present. He gulped and, with stagnated breaths, he lifted his hand to touch the flimsy fabric, taking them off one by one as she stood.

It was designed for easy removal, likely so he wouldn’t rip it apart like he usually did, and when he unhooked her bra everything else easily came down with a few pulls.

His azure eyes were dark as he groped her breast, molding it with his hand, feeling the cute nipple rub against his palm. His other hand found her slender waist and he wanted to pull her down to him. However, her hands landed on his shoulder to stop him.

She rested her arms on his shoulder and put her weight on him as she leaned down to meet his lips. “Don’t do anything, okay?” she said, face red from blushing, but extremely seductive at the same time. Garan nodded without thinking, making her smile.

Their mouths connected then, and it never failed to send pleasurable tingles down his spine. She parted his lips with his tongue, taking over the kiss with aggressiveness he hadn’t seen.

His large hands found her waist, but he stopped himself from doing anything else according to her request.

It was difficult. Very difficult, but he endured. It wasn’t often Althea was the aggressive one and he didn’t want to ruin it by not following instructions.

She seemed to appreciate this. Their lips parted, creating a silvery line of saliva between them.

Garan thought he could finally do something to ease the extreme itch when she dragged her lips to his cheek, and to his ears, and then down his neck.

“Althea…” he whispered, his body heating up to what felt like the boiling point as she started playing with his body. It was the sweetest torture.

When she kissed down to his chest, he managed to behave… and when she licked and bit lower and lower—kneeling down to the floor—he felt his psyche crack a bit.

When she held his shaft with both her hands and started licking the tip, he went insane.

Sadly, she glared at him the moment he gestured to move.

“If you move now, I won’t do this again,” she said, her mouth just over his tip.

Her hot breath sent tingles down his spine, making his entire body shiver in pleasure. He grabbed the fabric of the bed in a vain attempt to stop himself from moving.

She was seriously threatening him, and Garan had no choice but to freeze himself.

“Behave,” she told him, and her bossiness was so alluring it made his shaft pulse.

He gasped when she pumped his throbbing shaft, tentatively at first, but then increased her pace.

“Wife…” he let out deep, guttural, groans as she pleasured him.

He watched her head bob in fascination, watching her take more and more of his sensitive shaft inside her mouth.

The image alone could drive him crazy, let alone the barrage of sensations she was making him feel. He shivered with every move that she made, each lick and each suckle bringing him to the edge.

Slurp, slurp

Suck

“A-Althea…” he gasped, closing his eyes to hold himself.

Lick

Slurp

It wasn’t long before he felt himself near his climax, and his body arched forward as he burst, his hands unconsciously holding his wife’s head in place.

His mouth parted as he let out a masculine growl, releasing his seeds inside her mouth.

Squirt!!

Althea took as much of it as she could, partly because both his hands were holding her in place. She had to gulp them down if she didn’t want to choke.

The suction force from her sucking made him even dizzier in pleasure, making his crotch throb and his stick to start filling up again.

His dark eyes watched as she took it in, and he was pulled back to the present when she coughed.

He immediately let go of her head. “I’m sorry, wife…” he said, guilty, but then he saw how excess semen escaped her lips and dripped down to her neck and to her breasts… he forgot to breathe again.

“It’s fine…” she said, standing up, and he felt relieved that she wasn’t mad at him.

That was what he thought, anyway.

She made him lie flat down, and he had to suffer his wife rubbing her lovely slit against his half-hard member, which definitely wasn’t taking long to completely rise its head.

She teased him for a long time, rubbing and rubbing, almost entering but not quite, and he knew for certain he was getting punished.

Still, he did his best not to succumb.

However, when she finally impaled herself on his shaft, he knew it would soon be impossible to control himself. Her breasts bounced as she moved, and her expression morphed to one of lustfulness and ecstasy.

His dark eyes watched as his wife moved so seductively above him, as if purposely trying to make him crazy.

Fwop…, fwop…, fwop—

Soon, he snapped, and a moment later Althea found herself being turned over.

“A-ah~” she whimpered at the sudden movement.

She looked up at Garan with a dazed look on her face, startled by his movement. She wanted to nag him for ruining the play, but she met his dark ravenous eyes and her voice died before she could say anything.

Sweat drops fell on her body and his body heat suffocated her. Althea knew she could only be eaten from this point forward.

Garan had barely moved but he was already sweaty. After all, he suffered through a lot of tension while trying to hold himself back.

However, when he started taking over, he definitely didn’t do it halfway.

“Your husband already behaved very well,” he told her, voice raspy and breath burning. “Now… it’s time for husband to claim his other birthday gifts.”

He opened her legs even wide and he began to move his hips. It was slow at first, until he went faster and faster, deeper and deeper.

Althea grabbed her husband’s shoulder for dear life as he rammed his weight onto her, over and over. She gasped and moaned until her mouth was parted from yelling so much.

Garan skewered her so wildly and for so long that it was a miracle the bed was still standing.

Good thing that the beds here were the highest quality products. Otherwise, they’d have a lot of embarrassing moments the next day.