No Request

No matter how much Elice pleaded, it seemed to have no effect on Ariel, whose eyes had gone dark. His reason was gone, all blinded by the dark desire that forced Elice to resist relentlessly. He continued, undeterred, even when his efforts caused the table to break, he persisted. All to free himself from Ariel's grasp.

"Ariel, please. Stop!"

Instead of stopping his actions, Ariel became more eager. One of his hands moved, grabbing the sleeve of Elice's shirt, and ripping it with a single tug. He did not care if his nails left scratches on her smooth skin.

Elice screamed. The pain and fear made her even more afraid.

"No, Ariel. Please don't do this."

Ariel grinned and held the torn piece of shirt to her nose, sniffing the scent.

A shiver ran through Elice's body. Stiffly, she tried to shake her head, knowing she was hoping for the impossible.

"Don't, Ariel. I beg you, don't do this to me."

But these pleas would be useless. They