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

Captive Slave 96

Chapter 96

Vladya's eyes flew open. Silence fell like a shroud.

1 did not say that, he stated, at last.

"But that's what happened, isn't it?" Aekeira murmured, "It would explain the wounds, the poison."

Vladya was too exhausted for this confrontation. Were all human royals this stubborn, or was it a trait shared solely by this female and her brother?

"Fine," he conceded, the word heavy with resignation. "I saved the boy's life. Are you satisfied? Now, go tend to him and leave me in peace, Ackeira" A flicker of vulnerability crossed his voice as he added, "Please" She only stepped closer. Her movements infused with a strange hesitant grace. "You saved his life. You saved Em's life," she repeated, wonder warring her features.

Vladya sighed.

Her eyes locked with his, a torrent of emotions swirling within them-concern, a fierce protectiveness, and a strange glint of... fascination? "I can't leave you like this."

"Of course, you can."

Let me help you," she whispered.

He laughed. A harsh, empty, mirthless sound. You cannot help me."

Silence hung heavy in the air, broken only by the rasp of Vlady breath.

"You can drink from me."

He stopped breathing. The words, soft yet loaded with shocking resolve, sent a tremor through him. His inner beast roared in response, and a primal, deep hunger filled him, threatening to drown out all reason. In a flash, he had her pinned against the wall. His large form a looming threat, fangs glinting in the dim light.

"Are you mad?" he snarled, his voice a rasping echo against the stone walls. "Do you tempt death so freely? Do not utter such words again. Ever."

she met his gaze without flinching. "I wish for you to drink for me," she repeated in a soft

him. His control weakened, fraying with every beat

as sweet as it smelled, he would drink her

you at

blood tastes bland and useless?" He nodded. "You need blood to heal. And so, I give you my consent she

this tiny human princess always held her ground. A perplexing blend of bravery, stubbornness, and

as she tied her head in a

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Chapter 96

and vulnerable, pulsed under his gaze. There are certain battles a man simply cannot win. This was

them.

of surrender escaped him as he took her neck, positioning her as he wanted. As his fangs pierced her skin, he infused her with his elixir, dulling the inevitable

bloomed on his tongue, richer than any wine. The tang of iron, laced with a sweetness like sun-warmed honey, and

drew from her, feeling the throb of her pulse against his lips. Her body writhed in

fingers clenching into

too long to long-since he had experienced such blus. deeper, his own control hanging by the thinnest thread. Her pulse thrummed beneath his touch, mirroring the frantic beat of his own heart. "Please..." her cries a broken plea. "Oh, please, please,

was overwhelming. His dick as hard as granite,

enthralled him. It held him captive, a slave

need, I need... Sobs of

not know what her body needed? Did she not

clumsiness in her jerky motions, made it clear that she didn't. The realization shook

his thigh, parting her legs, and pressed it

grinding against him. Her actions driven purely by instinct-uncoordinated yet

plaintive whine escaped her throat as she climaxed, grinding furiously. The heat of her release soaked his thigh, her scent a beady musk driving him to

Vladya held her tenderly. Only soft mewls broke the stillness as he continued

to stop now, or he would

know he possessed, he forced himself to stop. Retracting his fangs, he sealed the ragged puncture marks with a swipe of his

in his arms, breathing raggedly. Utterly at his mercy. The sight