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

Captive Slave 117

Chapter 117

She trembled, squeezing her breasts desperately, pinching her nipples, her moans escaping like a melody of ecstasy.

"It's good. Oh gods..." Her words turned incomprehensible, slurring into senseless sounds of pleasure.

The girl's musk would drive him insane. The scent intensified with every pull from her vein, flooding his senses with intoxicating desire.

His hand wandered, cupping her weeping core. He rubbed her firmly, thoroughly, each moverhent deliberate and unrelenting.

Her breath caught in her throat, then released in a hiss. "Yesssss." Her body writhed in response.

She was close, Vladya could tell. Aekeira was so aroused that her musk grew so thick, it was almost choking, even in the open space of the woods.

For someone who had reservations for males, she wanted him too much. Responding to his every slight touch. A heady, possessive feeling clawed him. His elegant little whore. Mine.

Vladya circled her swollen clit through her garment and pinched-just enough to send waves of sensation rocking through

her core.

She came with a sob, gasping and panting. Her body melted, but Vladya's body pressed against hers, stopped her from sliding to the ground.

So wired now, Vladya thought he would die if he didn't come soon. Pulling his dick out, he took her hand and pressed it against him.

Her hand jerked away as if burned. Was this her first time actually touching a dick?

him with pleasure.

came back on their own. Her

him on the brink of orgasm Was he really about to come like a novice young lad getting his

wrapping around his girth, moving her hand in jerky, clumsy motions. With every stroke,

touch grew

that echoed around them. Even his savage,

bury his manhood down her throat. To feel the warmth and wetness of her mouth to wreck her throat until

he licked the wound closed, savoring the taste of her blood "Fuck." His release was so

the ground in a heap, her body limp and sated, a dreamy smile spread across

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were sluggish, her limbs heavy with the afterglow of

enjoy touching you,' she shurred, her voice thick

beginning to clear, the bloodlust and arousal to

80%

become blood-drunk from his feeding. Her cheeks were rosy, her lips slightly parted, a look of bliss etched

it baffled him. What sort of woman was Ackeira! He kept thinking he had her pinned, yet she continually surprised him. How could she care enough to feed him when she should be praying for his insanity or death

him that way. But, that was not the case. Vladya wouldn't have believed it if

now it kind of made sense; the way she always got wer, aroused for him. The girl was sexually

been kind to her body, it responded to him anyway, opening and easing for him. He

deep inside, in a part of his deteriorating mind

hiccup. "If you keep frowning like that, you will look ancient in no time Vladya could not resist. "We do not a age.

glared at him, her eyes sparkling. Try it. Like this." Her