The Sand Bride - Side Story 2.14

It had been exactly three days since the day he was hit in the eye. Esther was about to say it had only been about three days, but she shut her mouth when she saw the faint bruise under Karzhen’s eye.

After being hit in the eye by Esther, Karzhen had to fight with Greta, who mocked him because of the bruise, asking if he lived while getting beaten or if he was a battered husband. Hakan had stared at Karzhen’s bruise with a face that said he didn’t know what he was looking at.

More than anything, his subordinates were flustered over what could have caused the bruise. Some even whispered in disbelief that the Sayar had been struck in the face by none other than his own wife—Esther, the Southeastern consort.

When Esther, knowing this, softened her resistance, Karzhen spoke one last time as if to coax her.

“I told you I wouldn’t make it hurt.”

“Then…….”

Esther glanced at Karzhen with wavering eyes and finally made a timid suggestion.

“C-Can I tie you up……?”

“What?”

“I mean… your hands…….”

When Karzhen asked back as if he had misheard, Esther stammered and pointed to Karzhen’s hands. Karzhen blinked for a moment, seemingly not understanding what Esther was saying.

He had tied Esther up before, but he clearly never imagined that Esther would say she would tie him up.

In the past, Esther had learned many things while being with her father, who was a doctor.

As she was still inexperienced, she naturally couldn’t treat patients herself, but she was skilled in several auxiliary non-medical techniques, one of which was binding.

Sometimes, when anesthesia wasn’t possible, pain would inevitably exist during treatment. Each time, the patient had to be tied down so they wouldn’t touch the treating doctor or cause a riot.

Esther also knew well how to tie someone so that the binds wouldn’t easily come loose or the hands wouldn’t slip out, all without putting undue strain on the arms. That skill, which was not easily forgotten even after several years, could be seen in the way she tied Karzhen’s hands.

“Do you really have to go this far……?”

Karzhen spoke while looking at his bound hands with a dissatisfied face, but when Esther finally pulled her hands away, she also looked down at Karzhen with half-closed, suspicious eyes. She was confident in her tying, but the cord seemed all too fragile compared to his massive, solid body.

Seeing Esther, who wasn’t moving and was just staring at the waistband she used to tie his hands with her lips pursed, Karzhen grew restless and urged her.

Because of the massage, her clothes were loose—practically naked—and her darkly stained n*****s and rounded curves flickered before his eyes; his lower body had long been stiffly e***t to the point of pain. Karzhen could no longer bear it.

“Damn it, I did everything you asked!”

When Esther showed no sign of moving despite his repeated endurance, Karzhen gritted his teeth and spoke in a hasty voice. Finally, Esther stopped observing Karzhen and moved her body. Even so, her initial movements were timid as could be. In truth, she just wanted to rest.

Still, a promise was a promise, so Esther took a deep breath, spread her legs, and climbed on top of Karzhen’s stomach. Her small hands pressed against his firm abdomen, and as she carefully sat her body down on him, her b******s came into direct contact with his e***t c**k. Wet pre-c*m was already flowing from the tip of the glans.

Esther flushed, but soon, pressing her hands against Karzhen’s stomach again, she lifted her hips further and brought her mound to the tip of his e***t p***s.

Perhaps because they had had s*x countless times, she felt her vaginal opening twitching, preparing to receive him. At the entrance of her p***y, which repeatedly constricted and opened due to being in the air, sticky arousal fluid dripped onto the tip of his glans each time.

It was just as Karzhen let out a tormented sigh like a thirsty man at that maddening sensation. Esther finally lowered her hips slowly.

“Ahh~hnngh…!”

Her p***y, having swallowed the tip, slowly widened, and after the glans entered, the thick pillar gradually began to insert itself further due to her weight. Esther let out a short groan and lowered her waist.

It was a familiar c**k, but this was the first time she had led the intercourse entirely on her own like this, so she couldn’t get a feel for how to do it. The c**k—so large that its veins were visible—didn’t go in all at once; instead, it only inserted properly after poking other areas a few times.

It felt as if her stomach was full. Whether it was because of the position, the already large c**k felt even thicker. Esther, who had lowered her body until her scrotum nearly touched her b******s, panted for the breath she had held, shifted her posture slightly, and looked down at Karzhen.

She could hear him, lying still with his hands tied, letting out thirsty groans. Esther felt a strange sensation watching that. During s*x, Karzhen always lunged at her with terrifying momentum, so Esther would only flounder in pleasure, completely losing her mind. But now was different.

Karzhen was gasping beneath her while bound, and Esther was free. Thus, she could be more honest with her pleasure.

“Haah…… ugh, mmm~! Nghh… Ah……!”