Chapter 893: The Beginning Of A Fairy Tale [Part 2]

Chapter 893: The Beginning Of A Fairy Tale [Part 2]



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.

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.