Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 414: A spark of warmth in the cold [1]

Walking through the snow-filled land, Naevora’s boots sank deep into the fresh powder with every step.

Trees lay uprooted or snapped at the trunk around the landscape.

The ground was torn open in wide, jagged fissures, edges glowing faintly with dying crimson ether.

Snow had been blasted away in violent rings, exposing scorched black earth beneath.

And everywhere she turned... blood.

Pools of blood had congealed into black ice, spears of blood jutting upward like grotesque monuments and tendrils of dried blood rolling across the surface like veins on a corpse.

Naevora’s gaze trembled.

She stopped walking.

Her breath fogged in short, sharp bursts as the reality settled in her chest ’A huge fight happened here.’

Her heart stuttered ’B-Brandon.’

In the next instant, she kicked off the ground and dashed up in the sky.

Snowflakes whipped past her face as she glanced around the ruined landscape from above.

In the distance, a massive crater dominated the center of the devastation.

Blood veins still pulsed faintly across the snow, spiderwebbing outward from the epicenter.

Shattered blood spears lay scattered like broken arrows, half-melted into the ice. Trees around the crater had been flattened outward in a radial pattern, as if a bomb had gone off.

And there she saw Brandon lying on the ground.

The snow beneath him was stained red and his eyes are half-open, staring blankly at the sky.

"...Brandon?"

"BRANDON???"

She plummeted from the sky, and snow exploded outward as she landed beside him, her knees sinking deep into the blood-soaked powder.

She dropped to his side instantly.

"Brandon-!"

Her hands hovered over him for a second before she pressed them to his chest.

His heart is still beating.

She saw the bruises on his body and realized that he had already healed his external wounds.

"Urgh..."

Brandon groaned in pain as the poison rattled his body.

"Stay with me," she whispered in a shaky voice. "Stay with me, you idiot brat."

She leaned down, pressing her forehead to his "Brandon... look at me."

His eyelids fluttered and a weak groan escaped him "...Nae...?"

She sighed in relief and cupped his face with both hands "I’m here. I’m here. You’re not dying on me, understand?"

He tried to smile "...knew... you’d come..."

"Shut up," she snapped "Save your strength."

She shifted, sliding one arm under his shoulders and the other under his knees.

But Brandon’s hand shot out and pushed her down into the snow.

*thump*

She landed on her back with a soft gasp, and her eyes widened in shock as he rolled on top of her in one swift motion.

"I-I’m sorry, Nae..." he rasped with pain and desperation, "but I need some ether right now."

Huh?

Naevora’s confusion deepened, but before she could respond, his hands gripped the collar of her coat and tore downward.

The fabric ripped with a sharp *rrrrrip*, parting from neck to waist in one violent motion.

Cold air rushed over her skin as the coat fell open, revealing the simple black bra beneath.

Brandon didn’t hesitate.

His fingers hooked into the front clasp *snap* and the bra loosened instantly.

He pulled the cups down roughly, freeing her full, pale breasts.

They jiggled softly from the sudden release, and her pink nipples stiffened slightly in the freezing air.

Naevora’s gaze widened in shock.

But at this time, she saw the pale violet color creeping along his arms.

’He is... poisoned?’

The woman’s blood poison was spreading through his system, burning him from the inside out.

He needed contact.

Intimate contact.

To recharge his ether and heal himself.

Realizing that he desperately needed ether she pushed away her shame, embarrassment, and hesitation.

"Hurry..." she whispered.

She reached down as her fingers fumbled at the remaining buttons and ties of her clothes.

The torn coat fell away completely, and her skin was prickling from the cold.

Brandon didn’t waste a second.

He lowered his head and dived down, crushing his face between her breasts.

A deep, guttural groan escaped his lips as he buried himself in the softness of her breasts.

His lips found one nipple immediately, closing around it with desperate hunger.

He sucked and twirled his tongue as his teeth grazed just enough to make her gasp.

"Haa...!"

Naevora’s back arched off the snow, and she gently grabbed his hair, her fingers tangling in the strands as she held him there.

He switched to the other breast, sucking deeper, drawing the stiff peak into his mouth with wet pulls.

Ether flowed.

The violet poison in his veins hissed and burned away as he quickly used the ether to apply Dhayun’s skill.

Brandon groaned again as strength returned to his limbs.

"Nngh... Haa..." Naevora’s breaths came faster, her body trembling beneath him.

The cold snow bit at her back, but his heat and his lips drove it away.

He kissed lower, placing open-mouthed kisses down the valley between her breasts, across her stomach, nipping at her navel before returning upward to lavish more attention on her nipples.

She moaned again, her head falling back into the snow.

His hands squeezed her breasts again while his thumbs flicked her nipples in time with his tongue.

"Hnnghhh~" Her back arched higher, hips lifting off the snow in a helpless moan.

Ether poured into him stronger now, and Brandon continued using the ether to burn the poison and fully heal his body.

Sucking her nipple, he pulled it a little with his teeth, which made her shiver before diving back.

"Haa..." A throaty moan slipped past her lips and she closed her eyes tightly, feeling his tongue caressing her sensitive nipple.

Soon, the violet poison faded completely.

He lifted his head at last, exhaling a deep, shuddering breath. The fog from his lips curled upward into the evening sky, mingling with the falling snowflakes.

Naevora stared up at him, and her entire face is flushed with a deep crimson that spread from her cheeks down her neck and across her collarbone.

Her eyes were still hazy from the overwhelming rush of pleasure.

Her lips were parted as strands of black hair clung to her damp forehead, and her bare breasts rose and fell with each quick inhale.

"You’re... okay?" she whispered softly.

Brandon looked down at her for a moment.

"Yeah..." he answered and a faint, tired smile tugged at his lips. "Thanks to you."

Then the exhaustion caught up.

His arms gave out.

He slumped forward, collapsing fully onto her body with his face pressed into the warm valley between her breasts. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Huh?

Naevora’s eyes widened in panic.

"Brandon-?!"

But sensing the steady breathing and heartbeat, she let out a sigh of relief, knowing that he is just unconscious.

"Thank the gods..."

She lay back fully in the snow, letting the cold bite at her bare skin while his warmth pressed against her front.

One arm wrapped around his shoulders, holding him close, while the other rested on the back of his head.

The snow continued to fall, dusting his dark hair and her pale shoulders.

Naevora stared up at the skies, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest against hers and the warmth of his breath against her skin.

A soft exhausted smile appeared on her lips.

"You idiot. You almost scared me to death."

She tightened her hold on him, pressing her cheek to the top of his head.

"I am sorry..."