The Sand Bride - Chapter 13
Esther turned her head away without answering. Her lips were tightly sealed. Karzhen’s face twisted slightly. The woman was blatantly ignoring his words. A sense of displeasure washed over him. Irritation surged as he deliberately thrust his fingers into Esther’s v****a, prodding roughly.
“Hah… Ah……!”
As his hooked fingers moved in and out, rubbing against her c**t, Esther let out a sob and clenched her legs. Her waist writhed uncontrollably, and her knees began to draw together.
Karzhen used his other hand to spread her legs wide open again and resumed moving his fingers roughly. The sound of wetness echoed as fluid splattered. Esther twisted her body and screamed. Karzhen focused solely on the most sensitive parts of her body, touching them relentlessly.
“Hah… Nghh…! Mm, hahh… Ah……!”
Her vision flickered white. Esther could no longer hold back and writhed in pleasure. Her hips arched into the air, and her lower abdomen convulsed as she trembled uncontrollably. Her legs, spread wide like a frog’s, shook violently before her body stiffened and then went limp.
Esther lay there, her eyes unfocused, staring blankly at the ceiling. The pleasure that had consumed her was overwhelming and intense.
Karzhen narrowed his eyes, gazing at her dazed, teal eyes and her slightly parted, moist lips. Her flushed cheeks and heaving chest, which shook with each labored breath, were clearly visible. The sight was damp and obscene. Saliva pooled in his mouth.
Heat gathered in his lower body, and his e******n hardened. Karzhen pushed Esther’s legs to the side, spreading them wide open. Her lower body was still dripping wet. He aligned his e***t dxck with her twitching pxssy and thrust inside in one motion.
“Ah… Ah……!”
As he entered, his thick s***t rubbed against her swollen c**t. Esther threw her head back. The climax she had just experienced threatened to return.
Her entire body was hypersensitive. Her n*****s stood stiff, and her lower abdomen tightened, making her acutely aware of Karzhen’s cxck inside her.
A low groan escaped him. Karzhen gritted his teeth as her inner walls clenched around him. He gripped Esther’s waist with his large hands and began to move. Thrust. Thrust. His movements were rough from the start. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed loudly.
Amid the wet, squelching sounds, Esther thrashed her lower body and let out incoherent cries. Each time his veined cxck moved in and out, her c**t was crushed, sending waves of painfully intense pleasure through her. Her legs instinctively clenched around his waist.
“Ah…… Mm~! Ngh…! Ah…!”
Karzhen moved relentlessly fast. Each thrust felt like it would break her hips. Esther writhed in pleasure, her arms flailing. She wished he would slow down, but the words wouldn’t come out. Karzhen chuckled as he looked down at her, moaning uncontrollably.
“Hah, your hole’s clinging so tightly. Does it feel that good, huh?”
“A-ah, n-no… Ha~ah…! Ngh…!”
“Liar. You’re dripping all over.”
His laughter echoed. Esther twisted her body, overwhelmed by the sharp waves of pleasure.
Karzhen felt a different kind of pleasure as he watched Esther’s face contort in ecstasy. The contrast between her usual expressionless, fearful demeanor and the disheveled, tear-streaked mess beneath him sent a shiver down his spine.
“Ugh~ h~hah… Mm……! Ahh~~!”
Esther’s cries alternated with the sound of his thick pxnis thrusting into her. A second climax consumed her.
As her inside walls clenched and tightened around him, Karzhen gritted his teeth and thrust deeply a few more times before releasing inside her. When he pulled out, s***n dripped down her thighs, soaking them. Esther shuddered.
“Hah…….”
Exhausted, Esther lay there, unable to close her legs, gasping for breath. Her lower body was a mess, covered in her own fluids and his.
Karzhen’s lower abdomen tightened again as he watched her twitching vxgina. Though he could see the fear in her eyes, he didn’t hold back his desires.
He reached out to grope her brxxst and positioned himself between her legs again. He intended to take her as many times as he wanted, for as long as he wanted. And he did.
Karzhen was a man who always got what he wanted and never held back. He had no regrets about his actions.
His mouth felt dry. As always, he indulged his desires, taking Esther to his heart’s content. Their heavy breaths mingled. Until dawn, the tent was filled with lewd moans.
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When Esther regained consciousness, she was lying next to Karzhen. She blinked dazedly. Her gaze fell on Karzhen’s handsome face, his tanned, muscular chest, and his thick, strong arms. She was reminded of how large and imposing he was.
She couldn’t remember how many times they had done it. Esther shakily sat up and gently untangled her hair from Karzhen’s.
Even the slightest movement made her lower body ache unbearably. She couldn’t bring herself to look at the mess between her legs.
Esther rubbed her damp eyes with the back of her hand and glanced around. At first, she didn’t notice, but upon closer inspection, she realized this wasn’t Karzhen’s tent.
It was similarly lavish and spacious, but the placement of the bed and windows was different. Karzhen’s tent didn’t have a window near the bed. But now, Esther could see outside through a window right in front of her.
Before picking up her discarded clothes, Esther briefly looked out the window. The clear night sky was dotted with stars like grains of rice, and a crescent moon hung above. The desert sand glowed like silver powder under the moonlight. Occasionally, the wind blew, causing the sand to dance and swirl.
It’s beautiful… A small sigh of admiration escaped Esther’s lips. The desert night, so foreign to her, who had lived among trees and grass, was breathtaking enough to momentarily make her forget her circumstances.
As she stared out the window, a faint voice reached her ears.
“Miss…….”
