The Sand Bride - Chapter 51

When Karzhen’s grip tightened, her scalp hurt enough to bring tears, but Esther didn’t spit it out.

As Karzhen slowly pulled her head forward, the p***s slid slickly deeper into her mouth and throat. Esther’s body trembled violently. Though she puffed her cheeks and took it until the head hit her uvula, it still didn’t fully enter.

A fishy, cloying taste filled her mouth. Each movement made the veined shaft rub blatantly against her tongue. The corners of Esther’s eyes reddened. Saliva dripped from between her lips and his d**k. Wet squelches echoed.

At first the sounds came slowly, but as Karzhen’s breathing roughened, they quickened. Esther felt the p***s in her mouth growing larger, hotter. She had to strain not to clench her teeth.

After thrusting into Esther’s throat awhile, Karzhen suddenly looked down. Esther was frowning, eyes tightly shut. Her hands dangled limply with each of his movements. Unwilling to swallow, so much saliva dripped that it wet the floor.

Seeing her enduring something disgusting, Karzhen’s face twisted in irritation. He pulled out with a scoff.

“Your face is something else. What, unhappy I’m the only one enjoying this? Then you can play with your n*****s while I f**k your mouth.”

“…….”

“Not going to?”

Karzhen yanked Esther’s head up by the hair. When she yelped, he lowered it but kept gripping. After glancing up hesitantly and seeing he wouldn’t relent, Esther slowly raised her hands to her chest.

Her dress’s open shoulders and armpits allowed access without removal. When she only used one hand, Karzhen ordered her to use both.

After a furtive glance, Esther shut her eyes tightly and began kneading her b*****s. Karzhen shoved his c**k back into her mouth. When disgust made her pause, his grip tightened.

“Ngh~hk…… Ughh……”

The harsh pull made tears prick Esther’s eyes from the pain of nearly losing hair. She resumed kneading.

Though not large, her b*****s didn’t fully fit in her small hands. Her artless groping made the menstruation-sensitive flesh tingle.

Karzhen thrust to the root before pulling back until the head touched her back teeth, moving arbitrarily. Each time the fishy head hit her uvula, she gagged but couldn’t stop kneading. When Karzhen ordered her to pinch her n*****s while thrusting relentlessly, she obeyed.

The familiar d**k pistoning her mouth and nose made her lower belly heat up habitually.

Pulling her n*****s forward, she began rubbing as Karzhen would. Pain-like prickles shot down to her solar plexus. With his c**k stuffed in her mouth, Esther groaned.

“Mmm… Ngh…… Hk……!”

Seeing her mouth and throat working obscenely, Karzhen paused mid-thrust to look down. Her cleavage and moving hands were clearly visible through the thin fabric.

Unaware herself, her hips swayed slightly. Seeing this, Karzhen licked his lips before thrusting more violently. The p***s pistoned fast enough to make lips tingle. His grip tightened.

The ruthless pounding made Esther gag and try to remove her hands, but she could only writhe helplessly.

“Ha……!!”

With a short cry, she felt the p***s in her throat swell hotly. But Karzhen pulled out just before release, e*********g on her face and chest. S***n dripped down her neck into her cleavage. The thin fabric grew damp instantly.

Watching the whitish c*m slowly seep between her b*****s, Karzhen laughed refreshed. Esther gasped for air before curling up quietly.

* * *

Karzhen pulled Esther up and sat her on the bed. She complied mutely. The soft silk cushion supported her back. Karzhen pushed aside the fallen pen and paper scraps, lifting her face.

Esther stared blankly downward, still dazed. Seeing this, Karzhen hesitated slightly.

“Hey, Eder.”

At being addressed, Esther nodded meekly. Karzhen’s expression softened somewhat.

“Angry……?”

Esther looked up at this strange question. Karzhen seemed to find it odd too, rolling his eyes awkwardly. He looked like he didn’t know why he’d asked. Understandable – he’d never feared others’ anger before, rarely even considered it.

But before he could dismiss it as nonsense, Esther shook her head. Her blank eyes blinked at the floor – specifically the fallen pen and papers.

She wasn’t truly angry.

Because she and Karzhen weren’t in any relationship where such feelings made sense.

Seeing Esther’s calm face, Karzhen looked relieved as he wiped the s***n from her with a cloth. Esther passively let him. And inwardly, she felt fortunate.

Having satisfied Karzhen, he’d promised her father’s reply. That was enough for her.

She wanted nothing else from him.