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

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Chapter 64

AEKEIRA

Ackeira was unable to sleep, no matter how hard she tried.

On one hand, she was relieved Em had managed to avoid Lord Ziper's attention in court and hadn't been forced to undress. On the other hand, a part of Ackeira wished she had undressed if it meant the beast would have stayed away. Was Em still alive? Was she suffering at this very moment? Ackein lifted her head, wiping away her tears before resting back on the pillow.

The soft sound of her door handle turning caught her attention. She sat up and stared at the door.

Unfortunately, her chamber lacked a lock. When she'd requested it, she was told as a slave, she had no right to privacy and should be thankful she was not in the slaves's quarters.

Being in the southern wings of the fortress did provide some advantages at least. Unauthorized individuals rarely ventured to this side. So, who would come here at this time of night?" The door opened and Grand Lord Vladya entered

Ackeira's breathing quickened, her heart pounding in her chest. She bowe

head and greeted him, "My lord

He remained silent, his handsome face set to its icy demeanor. This Urekai had two default expressions-indifference, or a frosty scowl.

"Your brother is fine. Wipe away your tears and stop staining the sheets," he said, his scarred cheek drawn down in a terrifying snarl

A wave of relief washed over her. "Thank you so much. Thank you. She managed to offer a watery smile.

"Do not thank me. I did not do you any favors," he stated flatly.

"But-"

am not here because of your cries. I could not care less if you cried yourself to your maker," he calmly explained as he shrugged out of his white robe and hung

give me your

She had made a promise, hadn't she?

she rose from the bed and began

body went warm, betraying her

was a way she could command her body to stop.

to the core.

did her body feel..almost excited? Eager to be mounted

set her clothes aside and stared

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as they roamed over her body. It looked like he was battling himself, fighting against something. Then,

to get into position, he stood behind her, his hands gripping her hips, pulling

her, his breath hissing,

in the sheet as she braced herself for

forceful plunge, he entered her,

sobbed, attempting to move away from the burning sensation, but

wet," he rumbled. "You smell like sin. Why do you become so

groaned, ashamed. She didn't know why. But in that moment, she was grateful the moisture eased his entry, making the invasion somewhat bearable. Again, he didn't allow her time to adjust to his size before thrusting. She felt so

groans of pleasure, she

if she was the sole cause of his

to think she couldn't take it anymore, he came, spurting deep inside her. His semen burned, like pinpoints of flames spreading within her. "Hot. It burns, please," she cried, her body

female or a syren,"

head and gasped. His fangs had descended,