Wizard World Irregular

Ethan gave Samantha's soft and seductive lips, sweet and gentle pecks before pulling back to look at her eyes.

He then used his hand to gently stroke her head, as if reassuring her that everything was going to be fine.

Samantha met his gaze, and she could see herself reflected in Ethan's blue eyes.

His simple actions made her feel that he truly treasured and desired her at the same time.

Samantha had often dreamed of the perfect moment when she would share a bed with a man whom she would spend her life with.

The young lady liked reading Fairy Tales when she was young.

She often envisioned herself as the Princess, who was going to be saved by a Prince from the Evil Witch.

But when she grew older, she came to realize that she was no Princess.

And that real Princes in the world wouldn't bother with someone like her.

A girl with eyes of different colors, born from a poor Wizarding Family.

Her dreams of grandeur slowly disappeared as she came to accept reality.

As a beautiful lady, there were several Wizards who tried to court her because, for them, any Witches from Terra Manor were fine ladies.

But after they asked about her background, all of them would back away, not liking the fact that she came from a poor family.

Most Wizard Families thought that only those who matched the level of their lineage and rank were worthy to become their partners.

Of course, not all Wizards thought this way, and there were those who didn't mind her being poor.

But Samantha didn't like these men. She knew that they were only after her beauty and talent, hoping that she would give birth to a strong Wizard or witch who would continue their family's lineage.

In short, Samantha still retained her standards.

She wanted to marry a handsome rich guy so that she wouldn't continue to live in poverty.

Marrying a Noble was her goal, but the Nobles who approached her all looked like frogs, so she politely declined their offers.

Back then, she also thought that Ethan was a good catch.

Even though he lived on a farm, it was something that someone could take pride in because it was honest work.

She thought she wouldn't mind marrying Ethan, even if she would have to live on the farm with him while raising their kids.

But to her surprise, the farm boy was actually a Prince!

She could already see her parents jumping in joy and telling her not to mess things up or they would disown her.

But as she now gazed at the handsome young man's face, who was looking at her as if she was the most beautiful woman in the world, Samantha couldn't help but blush not out of embarrassment, but because she had dreamed of this moment a few times in the past.

The majority of the Witches in the academy had a crush on Ethan.

Especially the single ladies.

This was why the guys had labeled him as their public enemy number one.

And now, this public enemy number one lowered his head to kiss her neck, eliciting a sigh to escape her lips.

Everything Ethan did felt sensual.

His hands, lips, and even his body language were telling her that he wanted her.

Everything he did told her how much he desired her, which made her body respond to his touch.

Ethan's hand caressed her thighs while his lips kissed her breast, making sure to avoid the center as if teasing her, giving her an itch that she couldn't scratch on her own.

His hand, which was caressing her thigh, also only touched the sides of her precious place, making her feel frustrated.

The more this happened, the more frustrated Samantha became.

She felt like she was being bullied again, so she decided to take the initiative to do things her

way.

Her hands reached out to wrap themselves around Ethan's head and guided his lips towards her breast, making sure that he suckled her properly like he did back in the Domain of the

Twilight.

Knowing that Samantha had finally reached her limit, Ethan stopped teasing her and gave her what she wanted.

His right hand groped her left breast while he suckled on her right.

Samantha drew in a deep breath when she felt the fingers of Ethan's left hand start to play and rub her clit.

A minute later, one of his fingers caressed her slit, doubling the pleasure that she was feeling. Suddenly, that same finger which was caressing her slit earlier entered her, making her shudder as Ethan tried to find her weak spot.

Just as she thought that she couldn't feel any better, he slipped one more finger inside, causing her to moan at the suddenness of its intrusion.

Her sweet sigh made Ethan break free from suckling her breast to kiss her lips, tasting their sweetness.

With both her upper and lower lips being conquered at the same time, the only thing that Samantha could do was shudder as waves of pleasure washed over her body like a tide.

When it was over, she lay on the bed panting for breath, while Ethan lightly stroked her head, giving her time to recover.

'I-is it over?" Samantha asked.

She was half hoping that he would say yes, while her other half wished for Ethan to continue,

and make her feel good.

"No," Ethan replied. "Unless you want it to be over?"

The young man took Samantha's hand and made it grip his member, who was raring to

become one with her.

"I-I..." Samantha blanked out, having forgotten that it wouldn't be over until Ethan released his seed inside of her.

"Do you want it to be over?" Ethan asked in a teasing tone. "Are you sure about that,

Princess?"

Samantha gulped as she looked at Ethan, who had an amused expression on his face.

Clearly, she was at a disadvantage in a battle of words, so she decided to remain silent.

The two stared at each other in silence before Ethan moved and spread the young lady's legs. He then pressed his member over her slit and rubbed it against it.

Her entrance was wet and slick with desire, making naughty sounds, which made the young lady's face turn red all the way to the tip of her ears.

Ethan then shifted his gaze to the face of the young lady, who had covered it with both hands.

He smiled and continued to do what he was doing, teasing her entrance and making her feel

hot and bothered.

Suddenly, Samantha's legs wrapped around his hips, which made him arch an eyebrow at the young lady who was peeking through from the gap in her fingers.

Samantha was the type of lady that, when she decided to do something, she would do it even

if it were embarrassing.

"Sorry," Ethan said softly as he slowly removed the hands that covered the young lady's face, kissing her forehead, her cheeks, and finally her lips.

Samantha, who understood what Ethan wanted from her, wrapped her arms around his torso

and returned his kiss.

As the two of them shared a kiss of promise to each other, Ethan slowly lowered his hips, until he was buried deep inside her, like a sword finally settling into its sheathe.