Lucas placed his lips over Ariel’s and slipped his tongue inside, licking every corner. He forcibly wrapped around her unmoving tongue and sucked it to the root.

Slurp. Their saliva mixed, creating lewd wet sounds.

After sucking in a breath that seemed to consume all air, Lucas mounted Ariel’s body and grabbed her full br*asts. His fingers sank completely into her flesh. When he moved his hands, her br*asts rippled, seemingly about to overflow.

After kneading the soft br*asts for a while, Lucas buried his lips between them. Her skin now emitted a stronger scent than before.

This meant her body was beginning to heat up. Just because she had lost consciousness didn’t mean she couldn’t feel pleasure. Her body, already trained by him, responded without much stimulation.

When her intimate area began to moisten, a deep fragrance flowed from within. It was also Lucas’s favorite scent.

When she released her honey, Lucas preferred not to immediately bury his face between her thighs but rather to savor the scent by burying his nose in her skin, just like now.

His lips, which had been between her mounds, gradually moved sideways and bit the protruding peak.

It was a delicacy no matter when he tasted it. Along with the fragrant scent, it had a taste that drove Lucas crazy.

He rolled it with the tip of his tongue, licked it, and even bit it. He even chewed it gently enough to cause pain, but Ariel still showed no reaction.

He was aware this was shameless behavior. Sometimes he felt self-loathing, wondering what he was doing with an unconscious woman.

But he had no intention of stopping this activity.

He couldn’t bear to stop because he would go mad with loneliness every night if he didn’t do at least this much when overwhelmed by the feeling of being left alone.

Of course, it wasn’t always like this. At first, he simply watched over Ariel silently through the night, praying to God for her to wake up.

Thinking that if only she would wake up, he would prostrate himself before God and be His sl*ve for life.

His behavior changed around the third month after Ariel had not awakened.

It was then that he first masturbated while looking at the woman who had left him, leaving only her body behind, without granting his wish that she not leave his side.

When he squeezed out every last drop of s*men, pouring out his desire, all the pleasure that had accumulated burst forth at once.

The bell of pleasure rang in his head as he reached a violent cl*max.

How long had it been since he’d felt such a sensation?

It felt like awakening a sense he had temporarily forgotten in his distraction. From then on, Lucas shook his c*ck while looking at Ariel whenever his desire swelled.

Of course, he didn’t go beyond that. All he did was undress her and hold his *rect c*ck until it was raw, all night long.

When he reached his limit, he sprayed his seed on Ariel’s body. The sticky fl*id soon coated her white, soft skin.

He carefully picked up his woman and headed to the bathroom. It was time to clean her soiled body.

With soap bubbles on his hands, he carefully rubbed her soft skin.

After washing her body clean, he dressed her neatly in a dress and laid her back on the bed.

This wasn’t playing with dolls…

Around the time sunlight filtered through the window, Lucas left the room with a bitter feeling.

After that, these days repeated. Every night, when they were alone, it was a time of secret desire.

Lucas thought this much was enough. He felt a small happiness just from releasing his desire while looking at Ariel.

But human desire knows no end, they say.

As the time Ariel remained unconscious lengthened, he gradually began to try other activities. His loneliness grew stronger at some point as the nights continued with him acting unilaterally.

So Lucas explored various parts of Ariel’s body. He savored the scent of her entire body and kissed her.

When he kissed her wherever his lips touched, Ariel’s body soon became full of the bruises he left.

To think he would explore the body of an unconscious woman…

Looking at her body filled with marks he had left gave him a sense of exhilaration and self-loathing simultaneously.

Who would touch a woman who had lost consciousness?

Lucas was aware he was sinking deeper into a dangerous world of pleasure, but he simply couldn’t stop. His desire grew stronger, like someone lacking self-control.

As a result, he eventually touched Ariel’s body. He pushed his finger into the hole between her legs. Contrary to his expectation that it would be loose, the inside tightly gripped his hand.

It gave him a feeling that she was alive, and the exhilaration instantly spread throughout his body.

Because he felt Ariel was close, Lucas began inserting his fingers into her v*gina every night after that.

He would spread the narrow gap with his hand all night, but strangely, by the next day, it would invariably grip so tightly that not even a single finger could enter.

It was normal for the inside to twitch, and occasionally, when he gave strong stimulation, her body would tremble slightly. Though brief, it truly seemed alive.

This provided its own kind of fun. It was much better than her lying limp like a doll.

He experimented with how to make it widen faster. He tried thrusting deep inside and stimulating it slowly in circular motions.

Ariel’s response varied each time. When he stirred vigorously, her buttocks would lift slightly, while when he scratched with his fingers, the inside would twitch.

When he gently tickled and stimulated the inside, it would soon loosen enough for three fingers to enter sufficiently.

So every night, he lost patience and explored Ariel’s body.

The reason he decided to insert his c*ck between Ariel’s legs was because sometimes the inner walls wouldn’t contract. It seemed the condition couldn’t always be the same.

Lucas lifted her legs to expose her buttocks and inserted his p*nis between them. He intended to briefly release his desire and finish, but at that moment, Ariel showed a surprising reaction.

“Mmm.”

A shallow m*an escaped from Ariel’s lips. He had thought she would have no s*xual desire since she was unconscious.

He believed the tightly gripping inner walls were merely an instinctive response. But the moment that small sound leaked out, he realized that wasn’t the case.

So Lucas became curious about when Ariel felt the greatest pleasure.

He tried rubbing his member hard between her legs, rubbing her cl*toris firmly, and rubbing his gl*ns against her entrance. Ariel showed the strongest reaction when he teased and tickled her.

Just like when she was awake, it seemed she felt the same even in her unconscious state.

This also meant she was ready to accept his manhood.

However, as the time Ariel remained asleep lengthened, Lucas continued to refrain from inserting his c*ck inside her.

“When will you accept me?”

No matter how far he had stepped into the world of pleasure, he couldn’t thr*st his c*ck into a sleeping person.

Lucas held Ariel’s pelvis and gently rubbed his fully *rect member against her womanhood. As he teased her, almost entering but not quite, the softened inside began to contract again.

At that moment, Ariel’s eyelashes trembled slightly. Finding her subtle reaction cute, Lucas lowered his lips to give her a light kiss.

Then he repositioned himself and began rubbing his c*ck between her legs again. The sound of flesh rubbing against flesh began to ring out, and soon a great pleasure surged.

The creaking bed, the sloshing lewd sounds echoed through the quiet space.

Lucas’s breathing gradually quickened. A drop of sweat from his tangled hair fell onto Ariel’s lips with a plop.

After mindlessly rubbing himself, he belatedly realized that her body was bruised. Holding her waist, which was barely a handful, even a little force left marks like now.

Why was a woman’s body so fragile?

He worried her delicate frame might crumble in his hands. Of course, he was touching her as carefully as possible, but the problem occurred when he lost his reason.

At such times, clear handprints remained on Ariel’s pelvis, like now.

It looked pitiful, but of course, he had no intention of stopping these quasi-s*xual activities. Lucas pressed his lips against Ariel’s and sucked them mindlessly. Until they were completely swollen.

“I love you, Ariel.”

As their lips parted, Lucas whispered words of love to his lover.

Though there was no response, Lucas couldn’t count how many times he had confessed his love to Ariel. It would be nice if she woke up hearing sweet words.

But despite whispering love every night and loving her body, she showed no signs of waking, making him feel like a hot ball of fire was boiling inside his chest.

What could he possibly do to wake her up?

The attending physician only repeated that they could do nothing but wait. He even said that in the worst case, she might never wake up, but Lucas didn’t believe that.

He thought Ariel would wake up someday. It made no sense that she wouldn’t wake up when her body responded so much.

He wished Ariel would wake up soon and whisper words of love to him with those small, pretty lips.

Lucas lowered his lips for a light kiss, then began to leisurely thr*st his hips again, rubbing his c*ck between Ariel’s thighs.