Witch's Daughter And The Devil's Son

"I love you, Esther."

Esther found her worries melting upon hearing these words from her husband. The young man had never shied away from showing the intensity of his affection for her, but this was the first time he had uttered those sweet words to her. The way he kissed her fingers was ever-so-tender as if he was silently saying a vow to himself how Esther was a treasure he would cherish for eternity.

Such simple words, but Esther found herself overwhelmed, her heart filled to the brim with joy.

There was a time in her life she was ready to do anything to hear these words from a certain someone, but along with her high expectation was the crushing disappointment she got in return. It broke her heart. That was a time she never wanted to recall ever again, and she thought she would never heal from that experience.

Until she met Theron Ivanov.

This ordinary human gave her everything that she had ever dreamed of and without asking anything in return. She never needed to beg for his love, and she didn't need to fight for his affection. It was effortless, natural, as if it was meant to be this way right from the beginning.

It made Esther wonder if this kind of love her husband had for her was something every human experienced. Thinking about it, she had seen how King Esteban and Queen Theodora interacted with each other. During her stay in the Queen's residence, she had also witnessed how her lady friends fell for their partners, each of them gushing about their tales of romance in excitement, and at that time, Esther could barely understand why they looked so happy they were literally glowing every time they spoke of their beloved.

Now… she could finally understand them.

Humans were beings of emotions, and they valued the feeling of loving someone the most. Compared to them, her kind could be said to be creatures of logic, as they would always prioritize rationality over emotions if forced to make a choice.

In her world, Esther had to always abide by the rules, even if it meant shackling herself…but humans, these ignorant mortals who were so much weaker than her, they were free to follow their hearts.

'Perhaps, the reason why I chose to live among them is because deep in my soul, I have always envied humans.'

Esther felt that the best decision she made in her entire existence was abandoning her past and deciding to walk along with her husband for the rest of his life.

Seeing Esther dazed, Theron could not help but feign an exaggerated hurt look. "Alas, have I gone deaf? How come I am not hearing anything said in return?"

Esther could not help but let out a helpless laugh. With moist eyes, she observed his silly expression and leaned down closer to him. Before Theron could realize what she was doing, he felt her soft lips touching his. He was stunned. She had never truly taken an initiative to kiss him on her own prior to this.

Esther moved back a little and peered into his eyes with a soft smile. "I love you, Theron. Thank you for accepting me. Thank you for turning my lonely life into one filled with happiness."

Her honest confession made his forehead crease, as if he was unhappy. "What are you saying? I should be the one thanking you. Thank you for coming to me, for choosing to become a part of my life."

Esther could only laugh at him, which caused his expression to ease back into a smiling one. He reached out and gently cupped her face in his hand. Closing the gap between their faces,  he kissed her, gently sucking and nibbling her sweet lips. As he did so, the corner of his own lips could not stop from curving due to the joy he was feeling at the moment.

After that gentle kiss, he pulled back to look at his smiling wife, only to hear her scold him, "Are you going to continue kneeling in front of me?"

"Other than my parents, you are the only one I will kneel for," he replied.

Esther wanted to roll her eyes, but she refrained herself from doing so. "Get up now or do you want me to accompany you on the floor?"

"I do not mind. Now that I think of it, the idea doesn't sound bad but… what we will do tonight, your delicate body won't be comfortable doing it on the floor, my lady," Theron said, only to see his wife's face turn into the brightest shade of red. "I am sure my lady knows what I mean."

Esther gulped. "I-I feel thirsty. I think I need to have some water." She didn't wish to look at her shameless husband, or else she would faint from embarrassment!

Theron stood up. "Don't move. I will get it for you."

While he went to the bedside table to fetch water for her, Esther watched his broad back with increasing nervousness. Her mind was already chaotic, and after the bold statements from her husband, it turned even worse.

'What am I going to do? Calm down, calm down. He always likes to say such things. It's fine,' she continued to chant in her mind.

Theron returned and offered her a glass of water. "Here, my lady."

She accepted it with shaking hands and took slow sips from it to calm her nerves.

Theron regretted teasing her. A while ago, she had already calmed down, but after his confession, she returned to being tense and restless. 'She looks adorable like this but I can't keep scaring her.'

He got the glass from her and put it back on the table. He returned to her and offered her his hand. "My Lady?"

Esther blindly accepted his hand and stood up, facing him with an awkward smile, unable to meet his eyes for longer than a second. Her heart raced against her ribcage, and its loud pounding could be heard in her ears.

Theron studied his wife and gently tucked the loose strands of hair behind her ears. "Esther, this night is important and I wish it to be memorable for you. I don't want you to be scared. I know why you are anxious but I want you to trust me. Can you do that?"

Esther let out a shaky breath as she met his concerned gaze with a nod. She knew there was nothing to be worried about, but she could not help her imagination from going wild. To fear her first intimate experience was a natural instinct for any woman, and it was the same for her.

Seeing her nod, Theron held her chin and tilted her head. He swooped in for another kiss, and this time, it was not a soft or gentle one but a kiss that ignited sparks in the air with passion. With each passing second, he was kissing her with more and more urgency, as if he was trying to satiate his most fervent need with her lips. Esther responded to him with equal intensity as she felt the temperature of the bedchamber turn unbearably warm.

While kissing her, the prince's hands traced down her neck and stopped at the neckline of her red robe. He moved his hand further down to untie the knot below her chest and removed her robe, causing the clothing to pool around her feet, leaving her only in a thin sleeveless silk nightgown which clung to the shape of her slender figure.

Esther felt cold air brushing against her skin, but she could not pay attention to anything else. She could see nothing but desire in her husband's dark eyes. He pulled her in for another kiss, one hand holding her waist, only the thin layers of silk clothing separating their bodies that were pressed against each other. She could feel the heat emanating from his body, and it made her shiver with expectations.

After satisfying himself with one kiss after another, Theron finally pulled away to fully appreciate his wife that was left gasping for breath. He moved his sight downward, and his dark eyes gleamed dangerously at how alluring his wife looked in that thin piece of clothing. Esther felt like hiding herself, but with his hand already holding her waist, there was no room for her arms to cover her body.

"There is no way I will let you hide yourself from me, Esther."

"I…" Her words stuck in her throat as she saw her surroundings seemingly flip. She felt her feet lose contact with the floor, and only then did she realize Theron had scooped her in his arms and was now carrying her towards the middle of the bed.

Instinctively, she grabbed onto his robe, almost tearing the fabric off his chest. He gently placed her on the bed, and as her body sank in the middle of the soft mattress, she found herself staring up at him. Not breaking eye contact with her, Theron loosened the knot on his robe and removed it, tossing it elsewhere while baring his naked upper body for her to fully appreciate.

Esther bit her lips in anticipation. She had seen Theron without a shirt before, but the circumstances were different—this time, she knew he was seducing her, tempting her to completely let herself go. The way he removed it while looking at her so intensely, as if to say he was ready to devour her, made her body yearn for what was to come next.

She had always known he had a perfectly sculpted body for a man. That firm and warm chest always made her feel secure whenever he embraced her…and now, she only had to reach out her hand to trace those beautiful muscles.

While she was busy admiring his body, she didn't realize he was already hovering over her in bed, ready to go further. Their sights met and she found him staring at her with a naughty smirk.

"Don't just look."

She didn't understand what he meant at first, but the next moment, she found him holding her hand and placing it on his chest. She felt like a thief who got caught redhanded as she didn't realize how boldly she was admiring his half-naked body.

She felt that warm and firm skin of his chest under her cold palm. Following her own urges, she didn't hesitate to touch his muscles, tracing each line like she's appreciating a work of art. Theron could not help but crave for more, liking what this woman was doing to him, whether it was intentionally or not. All of this was just making him go crazy for her… and he could not wait anymore.

Pulling her hands above her head, he dived into the crook of her neck, consumed with desire, sucking and licking her soft skin with relish. A gasp and a moan left Esther's lips as she felt the hunger in his action. She could feel it—his greed to ravage her completely. His hot breath against her neck made all the nerves in her body come alive, and she could not deny she liked it, every nibble, every kiss, as he moved along her neck towards her collarbones while tasting her sweet-scented skin.

She closed her eyes and tilted her head to the side, urging him to continue his wicked deed. Her hands even moved to grab his hair at the back of his head, asking him for more. Her soft moans turned into needy whimpers as she no longer bothered to hold them back.

Esther panicked a little when she felt Theron pull away, only to see him pulling down the straps of her nightgown down her shoulders, letting the fabric settle below her waist, completely exposing her plum blossoms for him to worship. Panting heavily, he took a mouthful of her bosom, hungrily licking, sucking and biting each of her pink buds.

"Aahh…aahhhh…"

Esther, who was shy before they started, was no longer the same now. Every fibre of her being seemed to be buzzing in pleasure under his ministrations. She liked what he was doing with her body, and she was squirming so much under him, wishing for him to do more. Her reaction was adding fuel to the fire already burning inside Theron. He could feel his hunger growing, even more, seeing how good he was making her feel.

With a smirk, he stopped what he was doing and moved away. Esther threw a displeased gaze his way, as if silently complaining why he stopped, but she didn't have to wait long to get her answer.

Her husband pulled her dress down her waist and removed it from her feet as if to say, 'Such an obstacle.'

She was fully naked under his greedy gaze.

Esther immediately clutched her legs together, an instinctive attempt to hide herself and stop him from looking at her most private part. But amidst her panic, something even more obscene made her head go blank.

Theron was unbuttoning his pants!

Her face was so hot it was as if her cheeks were burning. She immediately averted her gaze to the side as the young man pulled down his pants, getting rid of the final obstacle between their bodies.

Smirking at his wife's reaction, Theron tossed it aside without a backward glance. He moved back towards her and nuzzled at the side of her neck, whispering indecency into her ear.

"I wish to taste you, Esther."

Esther gulped. Though she didn't fully understand what he meant, that seductive and needy voice finally made her look at him. "Won't you let me, Esther?" His hungry gaze was accusing her of not letting him do it. He moved his hand towards her lower abdomen and let his fingers caress her thighs. "For that, you need to let me go down here. Won't you let me?"

This man was surely a trickster who knew how to play his game. Though he was pretending to ask for her permission, his naughty hand didn't stop at her thighs— it already moved towards the place between her legs, causing her to open her legs involuntarily. All the nerves in her feverishly hot body lit up with the touch of his coarse fingers on her wet folds.

"T-Theron!"

She clutched his shoulders with a bewildered look. She had never felt such an overwhelming feeling before in her life. It felt good but it scared her at the same time.

Theron didn't stop and instead continued moving his fingers up and down, in and out, as he looked at each and every change on her face. He could feel his stiff manhood throbbing each time she called his name, gasping and moaning in response to what he was doing to her.

"It feels good, doesn't it, Esther?" he asked with a raspy voice. "Do you want more?"

Subconsciously, she nodded—but then her eyes widened after she realized what she had just done..

"It will feel even better when…"

She didn't hear him say anything further as he moved down on her, his head in between her legs, and she felt his mouth replace his hand.

"Aaaah…Theron…mmm…aahhh…!"

Her hips began moving on their own, yet he didn't stop and continued savouring her wet folds, gently savouring her flavour and exploring inside while swirling his tongue along.

His coarse tongue's sweet torture evoked from her body sensations she had never known she was capable of feeling. She could barely make a coherent thought, much less voice one out. Something new was happening to her body and she didn't know what it was. That foreign feeling was so good, she didn't want him to stop, yet it was also too embarrassing she wanted to squirm away.

"Aahh…no…ahhh…I-I feel like something—"

Soon after, she felt as if her body was floating in the air. Her brain had turned to mush, and she let out a cry of pleasure as if she lost all sense of sanity. She couldn't understand what had just happened, but like one grand burst of fireworks, her pleasure reached a height so intense before it plummeted back to the ground.

She lost all sense of time. She just realized that her body felt tired, her breaths heavy with sweat covering her body.

Seeing his wife getting her release was the most arousing thing he had ever laid his eyes on. Theron felt like he could no longer hold himself back from claiming her, but he needed to be patient and give her time to get her sanity back. Holding back his urges, he caressed her thighs to calm her. He looked at her panting face which was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

Reaching out, he moved away the messy hair strands that were stuck to the side of her sweaty face and neck. "Are you fine?" he asked.

Esther opened her eyes to look at him, but she felt too tired to say anything and simply nodded. He kissed her forehead and caressed her cheek with his hand. After her breathing evened out, he spoke again, "I will do something that might hurt you but—"

"I'll be fine," she interrupted him. Since he was being considerate to her then she should be brave for his sake. Not like she was some naive girl who knew nothing about what happens between a man and a woman.

Getting her assurance, Theron excitedly licked his lips, no longer holding his urges as he positioned himself at her wet entrance.

"Hold on to me," he said in a voice that was more a growl than anything.

Esther felt a sharp pain in between her legs and let out a small cry which caused his entire body to freeze mid-thrust. From his taut muscles, the tightened jaws, the crazed craving in his eyes, it could be seen how much Theron wanted to move his body and enjoy himself inside her. Yet instead of satisfying his urges, he temporarily set aside his desire for his wife.

"Are you in pain? Should I go slower?" he asked with a hoarse voice. Esther nodded as she opened her watery eyes. But no words came out of her mouth.

Theron felt like she must be in intense pain and felt bad for her. He was about to pull out when he heard her—

"I-I am fine."

As if to prove her point, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

"I love you, my husband," she said breathlessly, those lovely caramel eyes urging him on.

"I love you too, my wife. Please bear with it. It will feel better soon."

After kissing her forehead, Theron continued to move his manhood, thrusting deeper and deeper inside her each time, making her let out soft cries and whimpers once again. Though Esther sounded like she was still in pain, he subconsciously felt stimulated with each cry as he revelled in how it felt inside her wet core.

Initially, he moved gently inside her to make her get used to him. With each passing moment, he could see how Esther no longer looked to be in pain. Her little whimpers turned to sultry moans, and she started lifting her hips in harmony with his pace.

Esther was keeping up with his movements and her eyes that were initially brimming with tears now looked at him with fiery desire. He no longer needed to hold back and thus, he moved faster, thrusting deeper, which made him feel better and better, pleasure building up as he heard his wife's loud moans with each strong thrust.

But it was not enough for him. He felt like he needed control over her entire body. While continuing to thrust inside her hard, he held her hands and pinned them over her head with one hand while the other held her tightly at the waist.  He had completely given in to his most primitive desires, and it was as if he had lost his mind, fixating on nothing else but reaching the peak of carnal pleasure.

Each thrust was fast, rough, and aggressive. Esther could feel something building up again inside her,  aching to be released. She didn't mind his harsh actions and instead matched him with equal fervour. She grabbed the mattress over her head and there was a tearing sound, but neither the husband nor the wife heard it as they were both lost in pleasure, getting closer and closer to their peaks.

"Oh, Esther…"

To her ears, her name sounded sweeter than ever the way he said it so desperately. She heard him again between his faster movements, "I'm…I'm about to —"

As if in response to him, he felt her body tremble under him, her core tightening around him. With one last thrust, their bodies reached a height of pleasure they'd never reached before together as he heard her let out a loud cry of pleasure.

"Ah!.. Theron..."

Only the sound of their heavy, ragged breathing could be heard inside the chamber.

Theron collapsed on top of her and let go of her hands, wrapping his arms around her body. Turning to her side, he buried his face in the crook of her neck and calmed himself down. Esther felt like she had no strength left in her and closed her eyes, not willing to open them again.

Comfortable silence enveloped the couple. Just as she was about to drift into sleep, she found herself flipped on her stomach and a strong male body hovered over her back. Her eyes widened as she understood what was about to happen…again.

She tried to stop him, "Theron…I can't—"

But she was interrupted by him when he bit her earlobe and said in a naughty tone, "But I can, my love."

Though she was tired, he was not. Sensing the hardness between her thighs, she could feel he was as energetic as he was before.

After making sure she was wet again, she felt him enter her. Having no other option, she gave up to his advances. Later on, there was one thing she realized—that it was not going to stop anytime soon.

Neither of them would be getting any sleep for the night.