Novel's Extra: I Awakened The Strongest Physique From The Start-Chapter 223 - 224 - The Familiar Intruder.

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Alex’s fingers tightened around Verathian’s hilt, his body tensed, and his senses sharpened to a razor’s edge. He could feel it—an intruder inside his bedroom as he stood in front of the door.

His bedroom door, ever so slightly ajar, seemed to taunt him. There were no signs of forced entry, no sounds beyond the heavy silence that thickened the air.

But the presence... it was undeniable. Someone was inside.

With a swift motion, he pushed the door open, sword raised, ready to strike down whoever dared infiltrate his room.

[Alex, wait—!] Sophie’s voice echoed in his head. It seemed as if she was afraid that he might do something wrong, causing Alex to pause, but just then, a blur cut through the room.

A figure lunged at him.

His instinct flared—his body moved on reflex, ready to strike—but then, just before he could swing, a familiar scent enveloped him.

His muscles locked as the figure crashed into him, soft yet insistent, arms winding around his torso.

[It’s Zahara!] Sophie’s words were finally completed, but Alex had already realized it.

From the way Sophie reacted, Alex was sure that she knew about Zahara’s intrusion in his room, but she had kept quiet about it.

For now, however, he let it go and focused on the red-haired girl clinging to him.

"Zahara?" His brows furrowed as he steadied himself, suppressing the residual tension in his limbs. "I almost attacked you. What are you doing here at this—"

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His words were stolen mid-sentence as Zahara’s lips crushed against his. Her warmth, scent, and the sheer force of her emotions poured into the kiss, sending a shock through him.

It was only after she was satisfied that she pulled away, burying her face into his chest, her grip desperate, as though she feared he would disappear if she let go.

"Zahara," Alex breathed, exhaling the tension that had gripped him moments ago. "You—"

Zahara, however, interrupted his words, her breath uneven and her gaze dark with determination. "Tonight isn’t the night for questions like that, Alex." Her voice was low, raspy. "I’ve waited long enough. I’m taking what I deserve."

His throat went dry as he searched her eyes for meaning, but she didn’t give him the chance to respond.

He knew what she was talking about.

They had been together for a while now, and Zahara, a Simharian, was having a hard time controlling her instincts the first time they met, so it was commendable that she was able to control herself until now.

But Alex was sure that she didn’t want compliments today.

"I won’t wait anymore," Zahara whispered, her hands trailing down his chest. "Not anymore."

Before he could utter a word, she pushed herself off him and shoved him back toward the bed. He stumbled slightly, catching himself just as she sprang forward, pinning him beneath her as she kissed him again—this time with fervent desperation, her passion igniting something deep within him.

Alex barely had time to react before Zahara’s hands framed his face, her lips moving against his with a hunger that sent fire coursing through his veins.

"I won’t let you go today," she whispered fiercely between her kisses, her heated eyes staring into his.

’Damn...’ Alex raised a brow as he saw the heat in her eyes rising. She wasn’t gentle—no, she was claiming him, demanding all of him in that single moment.

Zahara, however, guided his hands, moving them at her waist, making Alex instinctively grip her waist, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss.

Alex had never been one to resist the women he cared for, and tonight was no exception, as Zahara was his woman as well.

"Hmmm~!" Zahara let out a small, satisfied sound as she tangled her fingers into his hair, pressing herself against him as if trying to merge into him completely.

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The room was filled with the sound of deep, hungry kisses, each one more desperate than the last as Alex was now reciprocating with the same intensity, causing Zahara to leak some moans now and then.

"Hmm~! Ahh~!" She moaned louder as Alex’s palm moved lower, groping her ass while her breasts rubbed against his hard chest.

Zahara could feel her hard nipples getting stimulated, causing her to shiver in pleasure.

It was her first time, but she was feeling excited for some reason. It was as if she was finally getting rewarded for her patience.

"Hah... Hah..." When they finally parted, Zahara’s breath was uneven, her cheeks flushed, but her determination remained unwavering.

Still sitting on his lap, she cupped Alex’s face, her thumbs brushing against his skin. "You’re always running around, always burdening yourself with things you won’t even tell me about." Her gaze darkened. "Not tonight."

Alex swallowed, trying to sit up, his pulse still racing. "Zahara—"

But Zahara silenced him by pushing him back on the bed. "No more talking," she murmured, her voice laced with tenderness and desire, her intent clear from the way she rubbed her body on him.

And Alex, feeling the heat in her body, had no rebuttal.

He was having a hard time controlling as well.

"Alright," he nodded, a grin stretching on his lips. "No more talking."

With those words, he moved, their positions changing, and Zahara found herself below him, her arms pinned above her head.

Alex looked down at her, wondering what kind of expression she would be making since this position was the one where she would be most vulnerable, only to be surprised.

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"What~?" Zahara, grinning as she stared at him sensually, asked, her tone teasing. "Did you think I would be scared from just this?"

Unlike normal girls, Zahara wasn’t scared at all. Maybe she would’ve been if they had done the deed on the first day, but by now, her fear was long gone; only the desire to be one with him was left.

"I guess I don’t have to worry about you breaking then." Alex, however, wasn’t one to lose, so he dove into action without delay, his lips attacking her as his free palm moved toward her clothes.

Zahara and Alex knew that today’s night would be long for them, and they were going to enjoy it to the fullest.