Truly Dedicated to Art (Lily ABO) - Chapter 4

She drifted in a hazy half-sleep, not fully unconscious but unable to wake. The air conditioning was running, yet her body burned as if trapped inside a furnace. Especially the gland at the back of her neck — it throbbed with relentless heat. She wanted to open her eyes, but her limbs refused to obey.

It felt like she was trapped in a volcanic dream. The entire room was filled with scorching air.

Click…

Someone seemed to have opened the door.

The burning air cooled slightly.

A crisp, woody fragrance slowly spread through the room.

The cool scent drew closer and closer.

She wanted… more…

The overhead light turned on with a soft click.

Yu Shuinao finally found the strength to open her eyes. The first thing she saw was that pair of deep, dark eyes.

“Heat period?” the woman asked in a low voice. She leaned over, and the back of her cool hand gently pressed against Yu Shuinao’s burning forehead.

In this blazing world, that hand felt like the last drop of morning dew — carrying a refreshing chill that spread from her skin straight into Yu Shuinao’s body.

So comfortable… Yu Shuinao’s lashes trembled nonstop.

She couldn’t help grabbing the hand that was about to pull away.

“Don’t go…” Let it stay close a little longer.

The hand really stopped moving.

Her mind cleared just a fraction. Only then did Yu Shuinao’s hazy eyes clearly recognize the person above her.

Xie Yixuan’s deep, dark eyes looked down at her without blinking. She had just showered; her long hair was still damp and loosely draped over her shoulders. Under the warm, dim light, water droplets slowly slid from her collarbone down into the depths of her bathrobe. The loosely tied belt couldn’t hide the slight opening caused by the rise and fall of her chest. The glistening trail of water appeared and disappeared with every breath.

“Does it look good?” Xie Yixuan suddenly asked.

“Mmm…” Only then did Yu Shuinao realize how shameless she was being.

She quickly released the hand she had been holding. A faint blush bloomed across her face, making her look like distant mountains veiled in spring mist. Her eyes shimmered, turning her entire face radiantly beautiful. She turned her face slightly to the side in embarrassment.

Although Xie Yixuan’s closeness had eased the discomfort a little, the burning heat at the back of her neck only grew fiercer.

Her mind felt like it was about to be burned to ashes by this fire.

Xie Yixuan was about to withdraw her hand.

The person on the bed grabbed her wrist again and whispered pitifully, “Don’t go… please don’t…”

Xie Yixuan slowly pried the weak, soft hand away, then cupped Yu Shuinao’s face and looked straight into her eyes.

“What do you want?”

This gesture felt so familiar.

So did the question.

But her lust-addled mind had no strength to recall why.

“I want…” Her eyes, glistening with moisture, looked helplessly at Xie Yixuan, but she couldn’t form the words.

“What do you want?”

The relentless questioning made her already scorching consciousness even more unbearable. Yu Shuinao gave up on answering. She threw her arms around Xie Yixuan’s neck and buried her face in the crook of her neck.

So the refreshing scent was cedar.

Xie Yixuan’s warm breath brushed against the sensitive skin behind her ear, gradually turning it pink.

She lifted Yu Shuinao’s face out of her neck, gently stroking her eyebrows, her fluttering lashes, then lingered on her lips. Her fingertips repeatedly and tenderly caressed the plump little bead on her lower lip.

Finally, she kissed her.

She started at the corner of her lips.

From the corner of her mouth to her jaw, then down to her slender neck glistening with thin sweat. The sweet, addictive fragrance of tuberose filled the air.

Xie Yixuan peeled off the nightgown that was sticking to Yu Shuinao’s body.

Her skin, smooth as congealed fat, glowed softly. Her delicate collarbones seemed to hold a pool of moonlight. Her full, supple breasts rose and fell gently, soft and abundant. Her narrow waist was so slender it could be encircled with one hand. The elegant, natural curves looked like a flowing painting.

“Mmm…” The sticky discomfort disappeared. Yu Shuinao let out a soft, comfortable moan.

Xie Yixuan’s hot, wet kisses traveled from her neck to her collarbones, then from the base of her breasts up to the peaks. Her warm lips wrapped around the sensitive nipple, tongue teasing it relentlessly. One hand kneaded the other snow-white breast, fingertips circling and flicking the hardened nipple.

Yu Shuinao’s legs curled involuntarily, rubbing restlessly against the sheets.

“Want more?” Xie Yixuan’s normally cold voice was now thick with lust. The low, husky tone made Yu Shuinao’s already raging desire burn even hotter.

If Yu Shuinao had been fully conscious, she would have realized they had already gone this far — even if she said no, the Alpha in front of her would never stop. This wicked woman was clearly teasing her on purpose.

But right now, consumed by lust, she noticed nothing.

“I want…”

She wanted to be touched by her.
She wanted to be kissed by her.
She wanted to be pressed tightly against her.

She reached up and wrapped her arms around Xie Yixuan’s waist, only to realize the woman was still wearing the bathrobe. Her fingers fumbled for the belt. Even though it looked loosely tied, she couldn’t undo it. Xie Yixuan took her hand and guided her step by step until the belt came undone. The bathrobe slid off her shoulders and fell away.

Before Yu Shuinao could get a clear look at what was beneath, Xie Yixuan leaned down and sucked hard on her breast, using more force than before. The slight sting of pain made Yu Shuinao whimper coquettishly.

Xie Yixuan’s hand gripped her slender waist, stroking the seductive curve before sliding downward. She caressed her thighs, parted her legs, and lightly traced from the inner thigh to the last remaining piece of fabric. Her long fingers pressed against the soaked panties, rubbing and teasing slowly.

Only when Yu Shuinao desperately lifted her legs and kept rubbing against her thigh did Xie Yixuan finally pull the panties off and slide her fingers into the hot, wet pussy.

“So wet,” she murmured, taking Yu Shuinao’s earlobe into her mouth and sighing softly against her ear.

One hand plunged into the slick pussy. The soft inner walls eagerly sucked at her fingers, mimicking the rhythm of sex and producing wet, obscene sounds with every thrust. Her other hand pinched and circled the swollen clitoris.

“Ah… mmm…” Yu Shuinao’s breathing turned fast and ragged. She threw her head back and moaned loudly.

The thrusting grew faster and faster. The pussy gushed uncontrollably, soaking Xie Yixuan’s hand with clear fluids.

“Ah… no… mmm… ahhhhhhh—” As her moans became more urgent, the pussy surged like a rising tide and climaxed hard, squirting clear liquid all over Xie Yixuan’s fingers.

Xie Yixuan lowered her gaze to watch her flushed face, dazed eyes, and the tears trembling at the corners. Almost unconsciously, she leaned down and kissed away that single tear.