"Who are you?" David asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I am Esther, the maiden of the castle. And you, kind stranger, what brings you here?" she replied, her voice sultry and inviting.
A silence fell between them, and David could feel the tension building up. He took a step closer to Esther, and she didn't move away.
"I want you, Esther," he said, his voice husky with desire. "I want to taste every inch of your body, to hear you scream my name as I make you mine."
Esther's eyes sparkled in the dim light, and she let out a soft moan.
"Take me, David," she said, her voice trembling with anticipation. "Make me yours."
David didn't need to be told twice. He pulled Esther close and kissed her fiercely, their tongues dancing together in a passionate ballet. He nibbled on her earlobes, making her gasp with pleasure, and then moved down to her neck, biting and licking her soft skin.