That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

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"At least try to sit down, Emeriel," Madam Livia said, as she had countless times before.

Emeriel ignored her. He felt as if he were being torn apart

from he inside.

Resisting the overwhelming urge to rip off his garments, keeping his body still fully clothed despite the discomfort. Instead, he paced back and forth, his breath coming in heavy pants.

Sweat poured from his feverish body, his trembling limbs unable to find relief. He walked unsteadily on shaky legs, his breasts aching and yearning to be freed from the constraints of the tight binds.

His intimate areas were soaked, his clitoris swollen and throbbing. Emeriel fought the urge to lay down, spread his legs, and touch himself until he climaxed. The urge was all-consuming, but he fought hard, his fingers twitching with the effort. Another contraction struck, this time, the intense pain was so sharp it ripped through his belly.

Emeriel screamed. Agony coursed through him, tearing at his belly from within. His vaginal passage convulsed and clenched, aching for a release that wouldn't come. Burning, as if it were engulfed in flames.

Frozen in place, Emeriel let out another piercing cry, as pain clawed at his womb, his tear-filled eyes fixed on the ceiling above as a terrifying growl echoed nearby.

It jolted Emeriel out of his painful haze before the spasms had even subsided. He frantically scanned his surroundings, startled by the sound. That growl sounded dangerously close.

A glance at Madam Livia confirmed it wasn't just his delirious mind playing tricks. The older woman had leaped out of bed, instantly on high alert.

"What is happening?!" Emeriel cried, his voice filled with desperation.

Another growl echoed through the air, even closer than before.

The blood drained from Madam Livia's face, her gaze fixed on the door. "The beast. It is approaching."

"What?!" Emeriel barely had time to process the information before the door burst open. Behind it stood the most terrifying creature he had ever seen.

It was the beast of his dreams.

Standing at least seven feet tall, the beast towered on its hind legs. A thick black mane framed its head, its brows furrowed over piercing yellow eyes. Its massive paws were adorned with long, razor-sharp claws that could easily tear through anything in its path. Its bronze body was muscular, covered in fur, its broad pectoral muscles clearly defined.

Even his dreams hadn't prepared him for its sheer size. Emeriel felt lightheaded, paralyzed with fear.

graceful and predatory, and Emeriel caught sight of its

tail appeared as a pointed

as still as

it emitted a

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emitting another low rumble that sent shivers down Emeriel's spine.

Emeriel, came the familiar voice of Lord Vladya, causing Emeriel to snap his head in that direction. Lord Vladya and Lord Ottai stood at the doorway. They had bewilderment, surprise, and wariness on their faces. Behind them, Emeriel glimpsed

tone, so as not to draw the beast's attention.

silence, following the instructions carefully, but stayed by the entrance. At the door, Lord Ottai positioned himself in

pursue the boy?" Lord Ottai cast a perplexed look at

head. He had no

g-g-going on?" Emeriel stammered, as the beast pressed its firm body against his

closer. Emeriel felt something hard poking his lower back. The organ felt gigantic. Intimidating. There was no

two men, but Lord Vladya firmly held her back.

both of you will be killed," Lord Vladya warned Aekeira.

helpless tears in Emeriel's eyes and his trembling

more aggressive and will harm you severely. Its instincts are on high alert. Even if it bites, scratches, or claws at you, try your best not to fight back or trigger the

sobbed, her hands pressed firmly against

it will tear you apart. Your only hope now is to arouse it enough so that it releases a copious amount

fought hard to suppress it. The presence of the beast seemed to have momentarily calmed his heat, but the underlying prickling sensation remained...just beneath his skin.

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low rumble that sent shivers down Emeriel's spine. He whimpered, overcome with

Emeriel, came the familiar voice of Lord Vlady causing Emeriel to snap his head in that

them, Emeriel glimpsed his panicked sister, attempting to peer past their towering figures. "W-what is

low tone, so as not to draw

room in silence, following the instructions carefully, but stayed by the entrance. At the door, Lord Ottai positioned himself in front of

Lord Ottai cast a perplexed look at Lord Vladya. "It sniffs him as if he is in