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

at him. His control weakened, fraying with

her blood were as sweet as it

take you at your

you need permission to drink from a person the first time? Without it, the blood tastes bland and

fled when he was like this-witches, Urekai, werewolves, all of them. Yet this tiny human princess

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

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Chapter 96

are certain battles a man

them.

he wanted. As his fangs pierced her skin, he infused her with his elixir, dulling the inevitable pain of penetration. Then, his fangs fully sank home. Ackeira's cry was a startled

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

of her pulse against his lips. Her body writhed

fingers clenching into his

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,

pleasure was overwhelming. His dick as hard as granite,

her blood enthralled him. It held him captive, a slave to his desires. He drank greedily.

Sobs of pleasure

experienced pleasure before? Did she not know what her body needed? Did she not realize she was on the verge of

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

thigh, parting her legs, and pressed it against her aching

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

she climaxed, grinding furiously. The heat of her release soaked his thigh, her

him and Vladya held her tenderly. Only soft mewls broke the

stop now, or

stop. Retracting his fangs,

breathing raggedly. Utterly at