His Obsession Began After Losing Her-Chapter 104: Looking Into the Abyss

The heat radiating from Noran's body was palpable as Shuri's lips hovered over the tip of his throbbing manhood. The dark-red pillar stood tall before her, its size and solidity making her wonder how much she could take in.

She parted her lips and gently held the tip between them, feeling the pulsing warmth against her tongue. A deep, guttural moan escaped Noran's mouth as she pressed her tongue against the sensitive tip of his urethra, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from him.

"Hah... Rin," he groaned, his voice thick with pleasure as she slowly swallowed more than half of him, her small lips stretching to accommodate his impressive girth.

The scene, as Noran glanced down, was undeniably obscene, yet the sight of him disappearing into her mouth only fueled his lust.

Noran's hand reached out, fingers tenderly caressing the side of her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

Shuri shifted slightly, her shoulders moving as she looked up at him, his eyes dark and filled with a mix of lust and adoration. There was something about the intensity of his gaze that stirred something deep within her—a longing to connect with him on a level beyond the physical.

Seizing that opportunity, Shuri attempted to use her divine ability, one that allowed her to peer into the very essence of a person.

She focused, her eyes narrowing as she sought to look deep within Noran, to find out what he had been hiding.

But what greeted her was not the usual flood of emotions or memories she typically encountered. Instead, she found herself staring into a vast, impenetrable darkness.

"What's this?"

Shuri was taken aback.

This had never happened before.

No matter how complex or guarded a person was, she could always see something—a flicker of memory, a hint of their soul.

Yet now, with Noran, it was as if she was staring into the abyss itself. And the abyss was staring back.

She tried to push further, to delve deeper into the void, but the darkness remained, impenetrable and unyielding.

A cold realization began to creep over her.

She couldn't read him.

She couldn't see anything within him.

No, wait...

It wasn't that her divine ability had failed; something was obstructing her vision.

Just then, Shuri felt a large hand cover her eyes, the warmth of his skin pressing gently but firmly against her eyelids.

A familiar voice, soft yet commanding, whispered from behind her, "Don't look into me, Rin."

Her heart skipped a beat as the weight of his words settled over her.

The hand over her eyes, the voice—it was Noran.

But how could he be there, behind her, when she could feel him in front of her as well?

"Ran? How could you...?" Her voice trembled with confusion, but as she spoke, she realized his manhood was no longer in her mouth.

Her lips were free, and when he lifted his hand from her eyes, she blinked in shock.

The space before her was empty—Noran was no longer there.

Instead, she could feel the heat of his body behind her, his hands grabbing her chest, pinching her nipples, and squeezing her tightly against him.

"Hnnng... Ran!" she gasped, startled by the suddenness of his movements. His furious pillar poked insistently at her back, the pressure driving her forward, pushing her down onto the bed.

Noran's hand, which had been firmly holding her chest, slid down her body, his fingers gripping her hip before he roughly pulled her back against him, aligning her with his lower body.

Panic and confusion gripped her, her mind racing to make sense of what was happening as her body instinctively tried to pull away from his.

"Did you really think you could escape after trying to pry into me?" His voice was dark, laced with an edge that sent a shiver down her spine.

"Hukk... Ran, wait..." Shuri tried to protest, to pull away, but his grip on her was unyielding.

"I've already warned you, Rin. You didn't listen..." His voice was firm, leaving no room for argument.

Before she could utter another word, Shuri felt her body opening as Noran pushed into her with a force that left her gasping for breath. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pain and pleasure as he filled her completely.

Her body, already attuned to the pleasure he could give, responded instinctively, her lower muscles twitching and tightening around him.

Slap!

The sound of his hand striking her backside echoed through the room, a sharp sting spreading across her skin as red handprints bloomed on her cheeks.

"I won't hold back tonight, Rin," Noran whispered, his breath hot against her ear as he leaned closer.

The promise in his voice sent another wave of heat coursing through her body.

'Ahng, mmngh, Ran!' Shuri moaned, her voice trembling with a mix of desperation and need. Every time her body tightened around him, the urge to finish off inside her grew stronger.

The handprint on her backside was a lewd reminder of his dominance, the sting only amplifying the pleasure.

Noran's hands found her breasts once more, his fingers expertly pinching her nipples, rolling them between his thumb and index finger, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core.

"Haaa! Ran... Ran..." Shuri's voice broke as the sensations overwhelmed her.

Waves of pleasure coursed through her, the intensity building in her chest and deep between her thighs, her body growing wetter with each thrust.

The earlier moment when she couldn't read him had completely slipped from her mind.

The obscene sounds of their bodies moving together filled the room, echoing in her ears and amplifying the raw desire coursing through her veins.

'Ahh, hnnngh! Ran! Not so fast... Ahh!" Her voice was a desperate plea, her body writhing beneath him as he continued to take her, each movement driving her closer to the edge.

The world around her blurred, nothing existing except the intense connection between them, the relentless rhythm of their bodies, and the overwhelming pleasure that threatened to consume her completely.

Noran hadn't held back for even a moment through the night, leaving Shuri utterly spent by the time she finally succumbed to sleep. When she woke the next morning, the first thing she noticed was the empty space beside her. Noran was already gone, his warmth lingering in the sheets but his presence missing.

Groggy and sore from the intense lovemaking, Shuri slowly sat up, her body protesting with every movement. The room was filled with the soft morning light, but without Noran there, it felt unusually quiet.

As she slipped out of bed, she winced slightly, the memories of the previous night rushing back with each ache and bruise on her body.

She made her way to the dining room, expecting to find Noran there. Instead, she was greeted by the sight of Beatrice, quietly setting breakfast on the table.

"Good morning, Shuri," Beatrice greeted her with a warm smile. "Breakfast is ready."

Shuri blinked in surprise. "Ah, good morning, Beatrice."

She paused for a while before asking, "Where's Ran?"

"Brother left early for work," Beatrice replied, placing the last of the dishes on the table.

Shuri's brow furrowed. It was rare for Noran to leave for work without having breakfast together. They had a routine, a quiet intimacy in the mornings that she cherished. The fact that he had left so early—and without a word—was unusual.

"Damn it," Shuri thought, a frown tugging at her lips.

He definitely went out first to avoid being questioned. Her mind flashed back to the night before, to the strange and unsettling experience of trying to read him and finding only darkness. The questions that had been simmering in the back of her mind were now bubbling to the surface, demanding answers.

But for now, her body was too sore and exhausted to chase after him. She glanced at the breakfast spread before her, and with a resigned sigh, decided not to dwell on it for the moment.

She needed to regain her strength before confronting him.

As Shuri ate her breakfast, her thoughts kept circling back to Noran. There was something he wasn't telling her, something he was keeping hidden. The memory of his voice, dark and almost forbidding, telling her not to look into him, echoed in her mind.

What was he hiding? And why was he so determined to keep it from her?

She took a sip of tea, her gaze narrowing slightly as she started to formulate a plan. Noran might have avoided her this morning, but he couldn't keep running forever. She would find a way to get him to open up, to tell her his secret.

"You're not getting away without telling me, Ran," she muttered to herself, a slight smirk playing on her lips.

She would wait for the right moment, and when it came, she would make him open up to her.

After all, Shuri wasn't one to give up easily. And when it came to Noran, she was determined to know everything, no matter how dark or hidden it might be.