Now You’re Obsessed - Chapter 18

— Let’s celebrate with the blood of a virgin!

‘Those perverted monsters!’

At that moment, a drop of blood fell from Lionel’s shoulder and landed between her cleavage again. Drip, drip. The red liquid left between her white flesh outlined the shape of her round, fair hills.

It was an extremely erotic sight. Lionel swallowed and continued speaking.

“Ask me to put it in.”

“Lionel, that, that’s…”

Just as Ariel bit her lower lip, Lionel pressed his thumb against her lips to stop her. He leaned in and took a deep breath. After a long pause, he whispered into her temple.

“…Please allow me to enter.”

Unlike before, his tone was now pleading and begging. At the same time, she felt her underwear being pushed aside. She could feel the wet, gaping slit being exposed to the outside. The vivid sensation made her lower body shiver.

“Hurry.”

As Lionel whispered, the laughter of the monsters echoed again.

— Ahahaha!

‘Ah. I don’t care anymore.’

Lionel was right. Compared to her life, her virginity was nothing. And it’s not like Lionel would go around telling everyone they slept together.

‘And…’

Ariel glanced down at his lower region, which had been flaunting its presence since earlier.

In fact, she was starting to get curious too. While the s*xual relationships in romance novels were certainly exaggerated, Lionel’s member, which she had seen and even tasted, was impressively large and imposing. She learned from novels that such a thing was rare.

‘Would it really feel good with something like that?’

Though Ariel didn’t know much about men, she instinctively knew that Lionel’s lower part was extraordinary. It would be difficult to find something like that anywhere else.

Thinking about it made her swallow her saliva. She wasn’t expecting a loving f*replay, but she was curious about what it would feel like to have something like that inside her.

“Please allow me.”

Even if she had to let go of her lingering feelings for him…

Wouldn’t it be a shame to end it without experiencing something like that? Who knows, maybe having a proper relationship this time would help her let go of her lingering feelings more easily.

“To be inside you.”

When Lionel whispered that and pressed her cl*toris again, and when the holy barrier was struck again, making her vision turn white…

Ariel subconsciously nodded quickly.

“O-Okay. Do it, now!”

As soon as she spoke, there was a ripping sound. The sound of her underwear, which had been pushed aside, and her tattered dress tearing apart.

“Huh?”

Ariel let out a bewildered sound. Her already ragged clothes were being torn apart, and the seams of her top were also being ripped. The underwear barely clinging to her body was no exception.

Rip!

With her clothes suddenly torn, Ariel’s chest wobbled in a large circle before settling down. It was reminiscent of the way pudding, often served as dessert, jiggled and wobbled.

“Hic.”

When her n*ked body was exposed, Ariel hiccupped, forgetting her sense of reality.

“Ah, ugh!”

Lionel unhesitatingly lowered his head and took her soft br*ast into his mouth. When she squirmed at the unfamiliar sensation, he growled, a sound she had never heard from him before, and bit down on the br*ast in his mouth.

“Ow!”

The growling sound strangely reminded her of a hunting dog. One that relentlessly pursued its prey, biting off its wings and suffocating it.

“Ugh, ugh…”

Realizing this, her body instinctively stiffened. Resisting felt difficult, even though the other person was Lionel, whom she knew well.

‘This is strange.’

As she thought that, Ariel was startled by her body’s arousal. The next moment, Lionel inhaled deeply and sucked her br*ast. She could feel the n*pple, which had been hanging on the tip of her br*ast, being rolled around inside his narrow, cave-like mouth.

“W-Wait! L-Lionel…”

She belatedly tried to push his head away, but the moment his tongue pointedly pressed against the hard core inside her n*pple, stars exploded in front of her eyes.

Every time the small, round nub was flicked and rolled, she felt her waist and thighs twitch uncontrollably. The fluid flowing from her lower region splashed everywhere.

“Ah, ah!”

Matching the rhythm of her twitching body, Lionel slowly traced his fingers around her v*lva. He stroked along the split slit, then used his entire palm to roughly rub her inner thighs whenever she spread her legs in response to the sensation. Then he moved his palm to her cl*toris and pressed down hard.

“Ugh, ugh…”

Moans constantly escaped Ariel’s mouth. Noticing this, Lionel placed her n*pple between his teeth and bit down.

“Hah, ah!”

The sound of flesh being sucked and swallowed was explicit. Ariel’s br*asts squished and changed shape as Lionel squeezed and kneaded them.

Seeing the plump flesh slip through his fingers made Ariel want to close her eyes. She hadn’t realized how soft her body was.

“L-Lionel…”

No matter how many times she called his name, Lionel wouldn’t stop. She felt a sharp sensation on her chest, ribs, and near her navel.

Marks began to appear on Ariel’s white body. Mostly on her collarbones and both br*asts, especially around the pink areolas. The n*pples, which had been hanging like flower buds, were swollen and glistening with saliva.

“Ah, ah…”

By now, Ariel could clearly tell that this was f*replay.

‘I didn’t expect this.’

Even so, Ariel trembled under the waves of pleasure crashing over her. Moans escaped her mouth involuntarily.

As the pleasure grew, so did an inexplicable anxiety. It felt like fear. Fear that she might drown in this sensation and die. Fear that if she learned more about this thrilling feeling, she might never be able to go back to how she was before.

‘I have to go back… and marry someone else.’

The thought of what if that person couldn’t do this much made Ariel’s body tremble.

‘No, no.’

This was probably because it was her first time, making her more sensitive. The next moment, an inner voice whispered.

‘But it’s Lionel’s first time too.’

Despite that, his touch felt as skillful as the male protagonists in romance novels.

‘Maybe…’

Maybe, like in the romance novels, he had already been with that young lady called Rivella.

“Ah, ugh!”

Just then, Lionel pulled her br*ast, as though he was telling her to focus. Ariel’s thoughts were abruptly cut off.

The soft flesh stretched along his fingers and then suddenly snapped back, jiggling. Lionel, watching her wildly shaking br*asts, gathered the flesh from below and lifted them, then poked her n*pple with his tongue.

“Ugh, L-Lionel…”

“…Ha.”

He pressed the core inside her br*ast with his tongue until it sank in. Ariel’s moans were muffled in her mouth.

‘Ah, this isn’t good.’

Feeling like she was losing her mind, a sense of crisis surged. Ariel unconsciously pleaded.

“J-Just…”

When she hesitated, Lionel lifted his head. His long eyelashes and hot breath tickled her fair chest. His eyes, now a deep amethyst instead of lilac, looked at her. Ariel licked her lips and spoke in a cracking voice.

“Just quickly, put it in and finish, Lionel…”

The important thing was losing her virginity anyway. Although this f*replay was making her heart race and feel strange, it was also good.

‘This…’

An indescribable feeling kept creeping up her neck. This felt too much like something lovers would do. It seemed excessive for someone who had only ever followed him around.

However, Lionel merely traced around her v*lva again. Then he raised his fingers and pinched her cl*toris between his index and middle fingers, twisting slightly.

“Ah!”

“You’re telling me to just put it in, thrust, and finish without caring about your feelings?”

“Y-Yes!”

“Without considering your feelings at all?”

“N-No, that’s not what I meant…”

“Just thrust and finish?”

She hadn’t said to thrust and finish. Just putting it in should be enough. She couldn’t believe Lionel was mentioning it so explicitly.

‘It’s just a matter of putting it in once and then taking it out…’

But she couldn’t say that. Seeing Lionel’s eyes, now darkened, slowly move towards her lower body, Ariel hiccupped and closed her mouth.

His gaze was too blatant. Seeing it, the embarrassment she had pushed aside in the urgency of the situation suddenly flooded back like a wave.

“I won’t do such a thing.”

Lionel’s growling voice came out. Ariel opened her mouth a beat too late.

“Still…”

“And if I did such a thing…”

“……”

“It would tear.”

She didn’t need him to say what would tear. Her face burned as she realized it.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, her waist was lifted, and her body folded. In an instant, her position changed to one where her legs were wide open, showing Lionel the inside of her buttocks. Her chest, which had been perking up against her own thighs, and her pomegranate-like n*pples were being roughly rubbed and pressed. The n*pples, which felt like they might tear from being so tormented, tingled painfully.

But what’s more embarrassing than that was this position.