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."

wish for you to

in eagerness. Hunger clawed at him. His control weakened, fraying with every beat of her

as sweet as it smelled, he would drink

you at your offer, he warned in

permission to drink from a person the first time? Without it, the blood tastes bland and useless?" He nodded. "You need blood to heal. And so, I

this-witches, Urekai, werewolves, all of them. Yet this tiny human princess always held her ground. A perplexing blend of bravery, stubbornness, and

eyes closed as she tied her head in a gesture

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Chapter 96

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

them.

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 pain of penetration. Then, his fangs fully sank home. Ackeira's cry was a startled gasp,

uncontrolled. His eyes closed as her blood sang to him. Sweetness bloomed on his tongue, richer than any wine. The tang of iron,

her, feeling the throb of her pulse against his

she cried, fingers clenching

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,

as granite, pulsed in his breeches, the bulge visible through his

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

need... Sobs of pleasure racked her

she not know what her body needed? Did she not realize she was on the

her jerky motions, made it clear

parting her legs, and pressed it against her

whimpered, grinding against him. Her actions driven

furiously. The heat of her release soaked his thigh,

held her tenderly. Only soft mewls broke the

really had to stop

Retracting his fangs, he sealed the

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