The Duchess and the Devil - Chapter 13

WARNING: Moderate NSFW

All of a sudden, musty smoke drew near, and Judith briefly coughed. Then Derrick, who glanced at her, got out of the bed and put the cigar in the ashtray that was on top of a table far away from the bed.

Judith was a little surprised by his unexpected behavior.

The past Derrick had an awful temper, to the point that he would puff out smoke onto Judith’s face, who would be arguing with him. A minor difference like this between them — it made her realize that the man before her eyes was not really her husband.

While she was lost in her thoughts, creak ― she could hear the bed sinking down again on one side. Judith’s eyes opened wide once again at the large physique that swooped down on her.

“Ah……!”

Her body, which was lying face down, was flipped over by his hands. Was there something happening with her body? Her voice echoed deeply throughout the room as she felt a thrilling sensation as if electricity was flowing through her with just his fingertips barely touching her.

“Don’t, don’t tell me… You’re not going to do it again, are you?”

Seeing Derrick removing the blanket, which was covering her body, Judith turned deathly pale and asked. He drew a sly-like smile without an answer.

The moment Judith’s anxiety surged up, his fingers grazed her nipples that firmly stood together.

“Huhg!”

“It’s still swollen.”

Because he had been tormenting her throughout the night, her areolas were covered in reddish marks and her nipples were swelling throughout. Since his fingers flicked the peaks that had become so sensitive that it hurt, Judith had no choice but to react sensitively.

“Ahh, Derrick!, Hold on…!”

He, who had put her nipples in between his thumb and index finger twisting them here and there, devoured those protruding peaks in one gulp. The waist of Judith, who had let out a moan, huhhh, bent, drawing an elegant curve.

“Uh…Stop, it… It hurts, hugh…!”

His very soft tongue licked her nipples relentlessly and thoroughly covered even her surrounding areolas. Judith only exhaled dried breaths as she turned her head from the tingling sensation as though she was being electrocuted. Judith’s hand, which was pushing Derrick’s head, had lost its strength and was instead just holding on to him.

“The pussy is also swollen?”

Kneading the other breast, he abruptly put his hand on her crotch. Judith’s fingertips trembled as his fingers skimmed over her entrance, which was contracting underneath her at length. She didn’t really think he would go that far while fondling her chest and turned pale as it really looked like she was going to have sex with him once again.

“It’s hard, hard on me. Please stop…”

Boastfully ignoring her beseeches, he easily inserted his middle finger into her hole. Ignoring even its owner’s pain, the greedy entrance puckeringly and fully sucked in his rather long finger.

As soon as Derrick bent his fingertip, the liquids that had been fully discharging easily flowed down. Watching the ecstatic sight, Derrick felt the inside of his mouth becoming dry again.

Blood was already rushing from the time he was sucking her breast, and his penis that stood erect was unbending as if it was begging her to make it enter into her clammy inner walls. The more she moaned, the stiffer his lower part gradually became.

Derrick urgently loosened the string of his robe that was roughly tied. Judith turned her body over, startled at the look in his eyes that were showing signs of them losing focus once again. She crawled away from him with all her might, even though her legs didn’t really have any strength, but she was caught before even reaching the head of the bed.

“I don’t, mmm…!”

Derrick kissed her with an attitude of being in a bit of a hurry.

Before doing that, Judith saw his genitals dangling through the gap of his robe that had become untangled at some point. Honestly, even though she had already seen it, the size was so absurd that she doubted how it had come to fit inside her. Even just thinking about it, she felt goosebumps throughout her body just as though she was feeling the excruciating pain she had experienced earlier again.

Judith closely held onto the shoulder of his, who was hurriedly mixing his tongue with hers, with trembling hands. Licking all of her breath and saliva, he moved to the nape of her neck and sucked on her milky white skin. Meanwhile, her legs were being spread apart once again by his hand, and something rubbed on her swollen clit. Even if she didn’t try to confirm it, it was obviously the tip of his penis.

A strange atmosphere began lingering in the bedroom, where the heat of their previous excitement hadn’t yet gone away, again. The situation, which she thought was over but started again, was completely a devil’s trap.

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“Uhhh…”

When Judith lifted up her severely heavy eyelids, the sun was already high up. She saw the sky gradually dawning from the east just before she went to sleep, but she couldn’t sleep long.

Despite waking up, she couldn’t move for awhile. Her muscles were aching every time she moved her body even just a bit, as if she had been repeatedly trampled on by someone. In particular, her waist was throbbing in pain as though it had been broken in two, and it seemed that even sitting up properly today would be a struggle.

She was alone on the bed. Judith looked around her surroundings, covering herself with the blanket. Unlike last night, which was chaotic, the bedroom was clean. All the pieces that were scattered on the floor had been removed, and all of the shattered glass had been returned to its original state.

‘Did Derrick do it?’

Servants couldn’t walk into the couple’s bedroom, where their sexual affairs lasted all night long, without their permission, so there was only one person whom she assumed to have done it.

Even though the pieces were impossible to ascertain, how did the glass return to its original state anyway? When she thought of that, the previous conversation they had at dawn suddenly flashed through her mind. The so-called “story” that he was originally a devil and was trapped in this present body due to another devil.

Judith stared blankly at the ceiling.

‘Change the terms instead. We’ll do it not only just now, but whenever I want to do it.’

Witnessing him saying that, it was obvious that he was thinking of continuing today’s actions from this moment forward and lusting after her. She was still trying to understand him based on his words – ‘Humans have their hunger, but demons have sexual desires,’ – it seemed he was settling his hunger through sex.

It wasn’t the time to be doing this. There was a need to try to talk with him a little bit more.

Judith pulled the blanket, which was covering her, aside and got up from the bed. But, the moment her feet touched the floor, frighteningly, she lost all strength in her legs and quickly collapsed on the spot. Her waist fiercely tingled with pain as though a rather long needle was embedded in her spine.

Judith, who just blinked as she sunk to her knees in an instant, let out a sigh, holding her face with two hands. There was a feeling of uneasiness as she predicted she would have to go through something like this many more times from now on.

Judith had no way of moving by herself at all, so in the end, she pulled the bell rope.

Although she was a little hesitant to call someone as this place was his bedroom, she couldn’t stay like this all day, so there wasn’t any other particular choice. Moreover, she also couldn’t see where the dress she took off yesterday went, so she would need different clothes.

Before long, the door connected to the bedroom, not from the side of the office, opened. The maid, who was naturally expecting Derrick to be in the Duke’s bedroom, noticed it was instead Judith who was on the floor, and her eyes grew bigger to the point it could pop out.

“Can you fetch a dress in my bedroom for me for a bit?”

Despite Judith’s instructions, the maid didn’t budge, with her mouth still wide open.

Disheveled hair, a poorly covered naked body, countless red marks littered on her white skin. No matter how she looked at it, those traces were obvious proof that Judith went through a passionate night.

If one was a servant working in the ducal family of Vaisil, there was no way they would not know of the married couple’s cold relationship as though they were always walking on thin ice.

It was no less than two years ago that the Duke and his wife started being hostile to each other. This period of time continued throughout the duration of their marital life. That’s why, their desolate relationship, which began from the early part of being newly-weds, was being maintained until now.

Though she couldn’t know the particular reason in detail as she was a servant, she could make out enough that the anger they were harboring towards each other was not a light emotion. Derrick met another woman, turning a blind eye to his wife, while Judith didn’t give the slightest damn about such a husband.

Since they were in such a frigid relationship, it was impossible for the state of things to be smooth in bed. Actually, everyone kept hush about it, but it was known through fellow servants that Judith spent her first night alone in the bedroom. Derrick, who was suppose to be with her, was said to have called in another woman and was proudly having sex with her in the office…

Many servants said, in unison, that the two people’s ill-fated relationship began at that time.

“What’re you doing standing there?”

All of a sudden, Judith’s urging was heard. Marie, the maid, returned to her senses, startled.

“Ah, yes! I will bring it to you right away!”

Marie got out of the bedroom without even looking back. Despite busily moving her steps, her mind was in a state of confusion.

Lately, the couple, their masters, whose relationship was so bad their servants gossiped about it together, had started to change a bit. The starting point of the change was exactly when Derrick came back to life. The Duke, who died and returned to life again, spoke easily with Judith, regularly joined her for meals and didn’t avoid facing her, unlike before he died.

Judith wasn’t the only one who couldn’t adapt to Derrick’s change. Even the servants serving the couple were also puzzled. But the change wasn’t something they hated. Nothing could be better than the servants wishing for the couple’s discord to die away.

‘At last…….!’

Finally, last night, they had done that!

The two of them seemed to have gone through an important event. The place Judith had called the maid was none other than Derrick’s bedroom, and her condition obviously looked as though she had spent the night in that place.

‘Isn’t it her first night?’

Since they were a married couple who hadn’t even gone through their first night, yesterday was probably the two people’s first. How in the world did their situation progress like that? Whatever the reason was, Marie just wished that the two would become harmonious with each other from now on or something similar. Her mouth was itching to quickly tell this news to other people, too, right away.

Meanwhile, while Marie went to fetch a dress, Judith called another maid and took a bath in the bathroom. That maid also saw the embarrassing traces imprinted in Judith’s skin and was at a loss for words for quite a while.

Washing up and getting out with good timing, Judith, who was now wearing the dress Marie had brought her, asked the two maids alongside her,

“My husband?”

“He is in the office.”

“Really? Then do carry some tea there for me, please.”

At Judith’s instructions, the two maids immediately exited the bedroom. Judith, who made sure they were really gone, headed for the door connected to the office.

Derrick was sitting back against the window as usual. The wind was light blowing and his black hair swayed here and there in places. His figure looked relaxed yet bored, and she automatically remembered his figure she saw at dawn.

However, more than that, Judith’s eyes opened wide at the very thing flying about in front of the window. A black bird, which was just as big as her upper body, was flapping its wings and gently floating in the air.

Happy New Year!

~Matindi