CHAPTER 217: CHAPTER 217: CLINGING TO LIFE AT DEATH’S DOOR (PART 1)

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Alexander Johnson’s heart suddenly stopped, leaving him frozen in place.

Then, a surge of fury erupted from within, blazing outward.

How much of a dose had it taken for Chloe Simpson’s veins to end up like this?

Alexander clenched his fists, the veins on his hands bulging violently, one by one.

If a knife were within reach right now, he would undoubtedly butcher Lucas Hughes with his own hands.

However, at the moment, he didn’t have the luxury to think that far.

And there was no time to get Chloe to a hospital either—he had to resolve this himself, right here and now.

Otherwise, Chloe’s life could very well be in danger.

But Chloe, lying on the bed, had already lost all sense of reason and control.

She reached out, grabbing Alexander’s arm, and forcibly pulled him onto herself.

Alexander, caught off guard, fell onto Chloe’s body.

"Ah!"

The sudden assault of male pheromones, coupled with the cooling relief of his touch, and the fevered blood coursing within her seeking release, made Chloe moan uncontrollably.

She closed her eyes and began clawing at Alexander, biting and kissing him wildly.

"Chloe, look at me carefully. See who I am."

Alexander knew Chloe was in extreme discomfort, but he still restrained her actions, forcing her to pause.

Now, everything between him and Chloe was no longer the same as it had been before.

He didn’t want to take her by force, nor did he want to take her in a state of delirium like this.

"Mm! It hurts... it’s unbearable... so unbearable..."

Chloe was genuinely in excruciating agony, completely disregarding Alexander’s words. She continued pawing at him, her mouth seeking to bite, to release herself.

"Chloe, it’s me—Alexander Johnson!"

Alexander could only call out to her again as he saw her like this.

"Yes, fine! Alexander Johnson, I know. You’re Alexander Johnson! Alexander Johnson! Take me, will you? Take me wildly, will you? I’m begging you!"

At that moment, Chloe felt like she was about to explode. She couldn’t help but beg Alexander.

Her voice choked with sobs by the time she finished speaking.

How could Alexander bear it? He could only pick her up and begin fiercely.

His mouth descended on Chloe’s lips, devouring and biting with a ferocity as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

Their lips and tongues tangled desperately!

Every inch—from the corners of her mouth to her lips and beyond—was bitten and savored thoroughly.

He delved into her small mouth, nipping her, pulling at her tongue, refusing to relent.

Sometimes tender, sometimes domineering, sometimes wild and untamed.

Chloe was utterly satisfied. Even just a kiss had already left her dripping wet below.

"Mm! Ah! Mm! Hah! Ah!"

She couldn’t control the sounds spilling from her lips.

Each syllable revealed the pleasure consuming her in this moment.

Her voice sounded as though she had ascended to Paradise.

Their biting and devouring went on until it was almost unbearable to part. Only when Chloe was nearly out of breath did Alexander finally relent.

"Huff! Huff! Huff!"

As she was released, Chloe gulped down fresh air in greedy gasps.

Just now, that moment—it had been wildly intoxicating.

She had never felt anything this thrilling before.

Thrilling to the point of near suffocation.

But after just a few breaths, the void brought on by the Flibanserin surged once more.

"Mm! Alexander, I want more. I want it hard." She reached out to loop her arms around Alexander’s neck, rubbing against him like a kitten.

No, to be precise, she was a delirious, untamed wildcat in heat.

Without hesitation, she bit down on Alexander’s Adam’s apple.

"Chloe, you asked for this yourself. Don’t regret it."