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

Captive Slave 104

Chapter 104

MISTRESS SINAL

That night, Mistress Sinai, dressed in one of her linest nightgowns, stood before her mirror. The garment, a masterpiece of seduction, hugged her curves, its low neckline and short sleeves evealing tantalizing glimpses of skin. Meant to entice. Meant to enthrall

Sinai had a mission. Tonight, she would have Daemonikai in herms again. Rekindle the flares of their past passion. For the first time in an eternity, he would be hers once more.

A self-satisfied smile graced her lips as she consumed a potion laced with meccai leaves, a concoction that would enhance the allure of her natural scent. With newfound confidence, she turned and exited her chambers. "His Grace is in his bedchambers," the Urekai maid bowed before discreetly withdrawing,

Sinai made her way purposefully towards the king's chambers, her heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and. nerves. She raised a hand and knocked. It is 1, Sinai, Your Grace she announced softly. A moment of silence stretched out, and she began to wonder if he had heard her.

"Come in.

Oh, how she had missed that deep, guttural voice. A surge of emotion welled up within her, the realization that she had never expected to hear it again washing over her like a tidal wave

She entered the chamber, closing the door behind her. Daemonikai stood before her, clad only in his inner robe, his muscled torso partially exposed. He had clearly been in the process of undressing. "Leave us," he commanded the manservants who had been attending to him. They bowed respectfully and filed out, leaving Sinai alone with her king.

"What are you doing here, Sinai?" he asked, his voice cool and distant. "I did not request your presence.

"I know, your Grace. I suppose I have grown accustomed to feeding you every now and then, more frequently than you used to, before... everything" She kept her voice a carefully crafted blend of innocence and humility, a skill she had honed over millennia. When dealing with a male like Daemonikai, one had to tread carefully, he could smell dishonesty from a mile

away.

a gentler expression. "I haven't thanked you for that, have I?" he said, a hint of warmth entering his voice. Thank you, Sinai, for the pan you played in

was a time she intentionally journeyed on a trip for months so she would not feed him, hoping to manipulate Lord Vladya into granting her access to the lands beyond the Crystal Waters. The beast had ended up going on a rampage, killing several in the woods and drinking them dry. And, instead of succumbing to her demands, Vladya had threatened to strip her of a few of her other privileges. She had to

his beast diligently over the centuries more out of self-preservation than genuine care, but that had

her back to the

lips." was lost in thought, reflecting on the I centuries. You need not thank me for anything. You are my master, and I

of the past

her movements graceful and deliberate. "May

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grand king's-voice a mere

Sinai's hand grazed his skin, he flinched and

everything alright,

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seemed to steel himself against her touch

her fingertips reveling in the warmth of his skin, the firmness of

him again. All those muscles... She suppressed a moan, her desire intensifying with every

not wish to bloodfeed today,

have to do is ask. I will fulfill every desire, every need. Your grand queen, may Ukrae rest her soul, is no longer with us. I will do for you all that Evie

grip closed around her throat, lifting her off the ground, Daemonikai's fingers digging into her delicate skin. "Da-Daemon," she choked out, her hands clawing at his wrist, her eyes pleading for release.

mention her name again," he hissed, his voice

and roars. Daemonikai's voice became low, cold, and collected when he was