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."

"I wish for you to drink for

body throbbed in eagerness. Hunger clawed at him. His control weakened, fraying with every beat

her blood were as sweet as it smelled, he would drink

I may take you at your offer, he warned in a low

drink from a person the first time? Without it, the blood tastes bland and useless?" He nodded. "You need blood

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

Your Highness," she urged, eyes closed as she tied her head in

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Chapter 96

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

them.

took her neck, positioning her as he wanted. As his fangs pierced her skin, he infused her with his elixir, dulling the inevitable pain of penetration. Then,

than any wine. The tang of iron, laced with a sweetness like sun-warmed

throb of her pulse against

Lights!" she cried, fingers clenching into

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..."

pleasure was overwhelming. His dick as hard as

blood enthralled him. It held him captive, a slave

need, I need... Sobs

before? Did she not know what her body needed? Did she not realize she was

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

his thigh, parting her legs,

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

heat of her release soaked his thigh, her scent a beady musk driving him to the

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

really had to stop now, or he would

sheer willpower he didn't know he possessed, he forced himself to stop. Retracting his fangs, he

Utterly at his mercy. The sight stirred something within