The Duchess and the Devil - Chapter 101

The nurse’s words finally made sense. When his voice came through the gaps, it filled a heart that had been so empty for so long. A single declaration of love satisfied Judith’s soul more than anything else in her life.

When the Duchess blinked, tears flowed from her eyes.

“I hope you’ll make a new deal,” Derrick whispered in a sweet, demonic voice. “I’ll give you everything you want: wealth, honor, everything in this world. And you’ll give yourself to me.”

Judith thought she would never cry in front of him again. She didn’t want to anymore. But Derrick’s friendly voice, his warm eyes, his hands, his presence filled the Duchess with joy.

– Let’s become a couple and always be together.

She didn’t understand how she could remain calm and not cry from such warmth. Derrick’s face slowly approached hers, softly kissing her lips. Judith closed her eyes and hugged her husband’s neck. The sweet kiss became stronger and more passionate than ever.

The demon immediately found Judith’s tongue, hidden in the corner, and intertwined with it in a bright desire. Between the bites and volleys of kissing, a wet sound was heard. Suddenly, the Duchess’s consciousness cleared: they were still on the street, where anyone could come. When Judith finished the kiss, Derrick met her gaze. His eyes were excited and already seemed to be smoking with tension.

“It will be so,” Judith whispered as the demon passionately ruffled her hair.

— Maybe we should go?

Even in these words one could hear tension and indescribable desire.

And the Duchess wanted him desperately, too. Judith looked straight into Derrick’s eyes and nodded.

The shadow of a man holding a woman in his arms stretched across the outer wall of the Palace and disappeared without a trace.

***

The scenery changed. All Judith could do was hold the demon’s neck tightly to keep from falling. Eventually, they arrived at a place that resembled the atmosphere of the devil’s kingdom.

— In the capital… Was this mansion always here?

For a moment the Duchess was at a loss, but then she remembered Derrick’s extraordinary strength.

It wouldn’t be hard for a demon to create something like that. Derrick hugged her tightly and walked into the bedroom without hesitation. Judith looked over his shoulder at the empty hallway. Finally, the door to the room opened. Its structure resembled the Duke’s bedroom, where they used to live.

Derrick, who was kneeling on one knee in front of the bed, lifted his lace-bound legs. The straps that were carefully wrapped around his ankles loosened. The demon delicately removed his wife’s shoes and kissed her bare instep.

– Derrick! They’re dirty.

However, at that moment, the Duke bit Judith’s leg, causing her to feel something strange – an electric current running through her entire body.

“They’re not dirty,” he said, lifting them slowly.

The demon stroked the Duchess’s slender calf, massaging it, and then kissed her lips. Judith’s heart pounded from his gentle actions. Derrick pulled her skirt down and bit her knee gently. It was like a kind of tickling, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Her stomach felt heavy with the feeling of something approaching. And Judith knew that feeling very well. The demon’s lips touched her inner thigh, causing the Duchess’s body to shudder. And the moment their eyes met, Derrick smirked.

Every time he did this, Judith didn’t expect anything good. As expected, the demon lifted her skirt and pressed his lips to her underwear, running his tongue over them. And despite the double protection of pubic hair and panties, Derrick burned them with his breath and saliva.

– Ah… Mmmm… Derrick…

Judith felt the blatant movement of the tongue, as if she were already completely naked. The Duchess sighed and grabbed Derrick by the hair. At the same moment, her underwear fell to the floor and was thrown behind her back. Thus, the demon showed that Judith would not wear them again that night.

Derrick stroked her knees and spread her legs wide. Judith unconsciously lowered her hands, covering her exposed pubis.

— Take your hands off.

– Derrick…

– Hands.

Red eyes looked at her brightly and insistently. So, Judith removed her hands, trembling all over, and Derrick touched her labia with a hot tongue. The Duchess covered her lips with her palm, trying not to moan. But the demon moved more and more intensely, concentrating on the hard clitoris.

– Yes…

The fluid that had been building up for all this time spurted out of her crotch. The stimulation of her clitoris was definitely worth it. Derrick’s tongue was dripping with saliva. Judith’s head and consciousness were now foggy. But the demon was not going to stop. The corners of his lips lifted in a sly smile. The tongue penetrated again, moving quickly. Judith, feeling this, fell on the bed, unable to bear the torture:

– Ah, Derrick… Enough.

It felt like her soul was being sucked out with every movement. Judith scratched the sheets and sank deeper into a deep trance, feeling her climax. The orgasm that the Duchess had not experienced for six months completely melted her mind.