Captive Slave 123
Chapter 123
Nothing. There was no
is no scent.
Daemonikai's frustration morphed into a growl, his agitation mounting. He tilted the boy's head aside and rubbed his nose against his skin, searching for any trace of a scent.
A soft whimper escaped the boy. The faint smell of fear filling Demonika's nostrils snapped him back to his senses.
He released the boy, stepping back. "I apologize. I'm not always so... uncontrolled," he muttered, pressing a hand to his temple.
The boy's chest heaved with ragged breaths, his eyes wide and glassy. He caught the faintest smell of musk. A familiar one too, tugging at the edges of his memory. Where had he caught us scent before?
"Why do you seem familiar to me?" he demanded, his voice a low growl. "And I do not mean your features alone. I despise closeness and invasion of my personal space, especially from strangers, and more so from humans. Yet, you do not trigger my defenses. Why?" The boy swallowed hard and shook his head, unable to speak.
Daemonikai did not expect any responses. Even his own words sounded absurd to him. He retreated another step, putting more space between them
"What is your name?" Dameonikai asked, his voice softer now.
"Emeriel, Your Grace," the boy answered, his voice barely audible "My name is Emeriel
Emeriel. Even the boy's name was a soothing. What was happening to him?
First, an undeniable attraction to a betrothed princess, and now, a male?
In five millennia of existence, Daemonikai had never once been tempted by a male, regardless of species. Urekai were known to swing both ways, but he had always been strictly drawn to females. Until now,
made him more aroused. His erection trained painfully against his pants, demanding relief.
rumbled in his chest, snapping him back
He was too old for such youthful experiments.
he turned towards the door. Even though the boy was scentless and hurman, Daemonikai could not bring himself to let him go.
him want to stick the boy to his side. It was messed up. In his bedchamber, Daemonikai entered, but the boy hesitated at the
Come in."
of satisfaction washed over
Daemonikai's private space, calmed some of the raging restlessness within
Mon, Dec
Chapter 123
Π
robe clinging to his powerful frame. He then reclined on the expansive bed,
air of innocence and elegance appealed to
nodded toward a set of plush, upholstered chair near a large window. "I am
murmured, obediently moving to the indicated chair and sitting down, his
Darmoniko
propped up by one elbow, watching
squirmed, shifting
for Alviara. That would dull the ache and make the hunger bearable. Instead, he lay here with a throbbing headache, consumed by the presence
MISTRESS ALVIARA
upon receiving permission. She dipped into a deep curtsy, her voice smooth as silk. Long live Your
grand king's tone
ultimate ruler rising from the bed. He was as breathtakingly
one of Urai's most renowned pleasure houses and had seen countless males over her thousands of years in business. They simply did not faze her anymore. She loved sex, had built her life around it, but very few males impressed her anymore. The grand king was
her tone professional and respectful Alviara was many things, but foolish was not one of them "Would you like me to undress now?" "Undress and get on the bed," King Dameonikai instructed,
noticed the figure
[HOT]Read novel That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani Chapter 121
Novel That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani has been published to Chapter 121 with new, unexpected details. It can be said that the author Kiss Leilani invested in the That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani is too heartfelt. After reading Chapter 121, I left my sad, but gentle but very deep. Let's read now Chapter 121 and the next chapters of That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani series at Good Novel Online now.