The Sand Bride - Chapter 25
Finally, when Esther could no longer hold on and collapsed, Karzhen clicked his tongue and lifted her lower abdomen. Then, thrusting his p***s mercilessly in that position, the sound of Esther shaking and wailing could be heard.
Through his palm, he could faintly feel the sensation of his own cxck moving inside her lower belly. Karzhen, who had been toying with her by changing positions repeatedly, also gritted his teeth as Esther’s tight cxnt pushed him toward his limit. A sound like a beast’s growl erupted from deep in his throat.
“Haa, ngh…! O~Ohh, nn…!”
As his movements grew even rougher, Esther couldn’t bear it and began frantically scratching the stone floor with her nails. The tip of his dxck inside her kept stabbing at the spot that made her lose all control. Her s*x was drenched in slick fluid.
With each thrust, the sticky wetness smeared against her inner walls, soaking the space between her thighs. Every time he slammed into her, Esther’s b******s collided with Karzhen’s firm lower stomach, producing dull, fleshy slaps.
Scratching the floor with her nails, Esther rubbed her cheek against the stone and sobbed. The pleasure rising from her lower belly was so intense it sent sharp tingles all the way to her n*****s. Sticky gasps clogged her throat.
Finally, after reaching climax multiple times, Esther let out a hoarse scream and curled her toes like claws.
“Hhaaa~~!”
Karzhen, gripping her convulsing body tightly, gave a few final deep thrusts before seizing her waist and shuddering violently.
When he pulled out, his glistening dxck was coated with a mix of s***n and her fluids. As Karzhen released her, Esther collapsed limply onto the floor. She had no idea how many times she’d climaxed tonight. The excessive pleasure left her dizzy.
But just as she lay there panting weakly, Karzhen shoved his fingers back inside her. Esther let out a pained moan and twisted her body, but Karzhen’s firm hand pressed down hard on the back of her head.
Her s*x, filled with his spilled seed and her own slickness, still twitched hungrily as if unsatisfied. When Karzhen thrust his fingers deep and wiggled them side to side, Esther sobbed and begged.
“Uuuh…! Ah, ah, s-stop… Stop…! Hhng~~! Mm, ha~ah…!”
“‘Stop’? Your lower mouth is sucking on my fingers like it wants more.”
“Hhhuu……! No! Ah, no… Nngh…! Hh, aah…!”
Though she could hear Karzhen’s mocking laugh, the more his fingers moved, the hazier Esther’s teal eyes became. Her oversensitive s*x quickly heated up again despite the rough treatment.
Each time his fingers stirred, the sticky, squelching sounds from her dripping pxssy made Karzhen smirk. The sensation of her wrinkled inner walls clinging to his fingers was unmistakable.
Already soaked, her s*x made wet noises every time Karzhen wiggled his fingers inside. Esther began crying loudly, rubbing her body against the floor.
Her stiff n*****s chafed against the warmed marble, sending jolts of pleasure through her chest and making her vision spin. Familiar ecstasy prickled at the back of her skull.
But before Esther could reach climax again, Karzhen abruptly pulled his fingers out. The rough motion made her let out another short scream, but her vxgina twitched desperately as if searching for something. As she panted with flushed cheeks, Karzhen slowly stroked her back.
“Still crying loud enough to hurt my ears, huh? Now you’re about to come just from fingers?”
“O~Ohh…….”
“You’re really amusing when you’re a mess.”
Esther stayed silent, but when Karzhen noticed her eyes reddening further, he chuckled.
“Well, you’d better be amusing. It’s the only way you’ll stay alive.”
“Hahh…….”
“Want me to tell you how I killed someone today? Hm?”
When Karzhen whispered against her ear, Esther’s face twisted. She trembled and shook her head. As she sobbed and pleaded for forgiveness, Karzhen curled his lips into a smile. Seeing that grin made her dizzy.
Her teary eyes wandered aimlessly, struggling to focus. The memories of that horrific day kept resurfacing in her mind because of his words.
In her dazed state, she recalled the first time she saw Karzhen in the temple three days ago.
Back then, Esther had been too shocked and confused to think straight, but she wasn’t so far gone that she couldn’t understand Karzhen’s hypocritical kindness when he explained why he was there.
When she realized that the Aldana priests who had bought her referred to Karzhen as one of the two kings and the Sayar, her vision darkened.
Seeing her sway and despair, Karzhen smiled smugly. Then, grabbing her hair, he threw her onto the bed and leisurely approached. Esther’s entire body trembled, her face stiff with fear.
She had no room to question why a royal of his status had once been a bandit. All she felt was utter hopelessness. If he had just been a bandit, there might have been a chance to escape—but as one of Gharyam’s highest rulers, there was no hope left.
Tears streamed down her face before she could even think to beg for mercy. Karzhen pretended to be affectionate, stroking her chin.
“You want to live?”
At those words, Esther jerked her head up, hesitantly gauging his mood before nodding carefully. No matter how humiliating it was, she couldn’t die like this without finding her family. Seeing her desperate expression, Karzhen smiled as if he were merciful. Then, with a jerk of his chin, he commanded.
“Strip.”
