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. A fucking

own. Her touch was

of orgasm Was he really about to come like a novice young lad getting

held him, her fingers wrapping around his girth, moving her hand in jerky, clumsy motions. With every

touch grew firmer,

sound that echoed around them. Even his

her knees and bury his manhood down her throat. To feel the warmth and wetness of her mouth

of it ripped his orgasm from him with a ferocity that left him breathless. His fangs tore from her throat, and he licked the wound closed, savoring the taste of her blood "Fuck." His release was so hard and intense, he threw his head back, swallowing his groan as his vision whited out,

tucked himself in and pulled away from her. She slid to the ground in a heap, her body limp and sated, a dreamy smile spread across her

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her limbs heavy with the afterglow

she shurred, her voice thick with

clear, the bloodlust and arousal to longer

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again become blood-drunk from his feeding. Her cheeks were rosy, her lips slightly parted, a

a bulklog guarding its bone. Do you ever smile? Huh?" She hiccuped, her eyes glazed with inebriation. Vladya could not figure, this female out, and it baffled him. What sort of woman was Ackeira! He kept thinking he had her pinned, yet she continually surprised him.

entice him that way. But, that

she always got wer, aroused for him. The

her body, it responded to him anyway, opening and easing

part of his deteriorating mind he would never let come to light,

smiling." Her voice was punctuated by another hiccup. "If you keep frowning like that, you will look ancient in no time Vladya could not resist. "We

him, her eyes sparkling. Try it. Like this." Her lips stretched into a wide, beautiful smile that lit