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

Captive Slave 124

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He remained rooted to the spot, his naked body a tantalizing display of beauty, masculinity, and raw power.

She moaned as her eyes fell upon his impressive length. The king was a big male everywhere.

The sheer size of his hardness sent a jolt of desire through her bly. Her core wet, throbbing with anticipation. Her senses. alive with the promise of pleasure. "Your Grace?" she coaxed, leaning forward and extending a hand towards him. "I know you are hungry. I can sate your hunger, you know I can, Take me"

His emerald eyes flickered towards her outstretched hand, but he made no move to accept it. Nor did he take a step closer.

Confusion clouded Alviara's features. Why was he hesitating?

The storm of lust in his eyes spoke of deep sexual hunger. His body was taut with barely suppressed desire, and he looked savage with want. So, why was he not taking what he so clearly wanted! Well, she was not the most sought-after courtesan in Urai for nothing.

Alviara rose to her hands and knees, her backside raised in a seductive arch. She reached back and parted her cheeks open for his gaze, offering herself in complete submission to him and his inner beast. He snarled, finally moving. Only not towards the bed.

The grand king began to pace, Restlessly.

Tension radiated from his rigid shoulders, his expression darkenthan a storm with each stride.

For the first time in a very, very long time, a cold tendril of fear shaked down Alviara's spine. This was nowhere near the reaction she had expected.

What was going on here?

EMERIEL

He's not yours.

He is not yours.

You have no claims to him.

You'd better not cry.

slamped her door shut and collapsed ontol the bed, curling into a fetal position as tears came. Unbidden Uncontrollable. Her heart

A sob tore from her throat hot tears spilling onto

near him. Even sitting silently under

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mere presence filled a vaid inside her so well it was frightening. Then, that

body.

her room, Emeriel had witnessed guards coupling like animals with whoever they could find. Urekai maids were pinned against walls, human slaves taken without finesse. The Southern Wing had turned into

trying to banish the image of the grand king entwined with that beautiful, elegant Urekai

bending the female over, taking

sob escaped

creaked open, revealing a stoic soldier. Then, in a tone that brooked no argument, he said, "The grand king

they

from one end of

tense and agitated he was p room

but the fierce

pounding like a war drum in his skull. She was utterly King Daemonikai's face forced her to keep her mouth

door opened, and the boy was ushered back into the

abruptly, tension

s-sent for me, Your Grace?" the boy's voice trembled. His eyes red-rimmed and puffy as if he had been crying, widened as he took in the sight of stark-naked King Daemonikai and equally naked

from his neck to his cheeks,

dwarfing the boy's as he dipped his head, nuzzling the delicate skin of his neck like a contented feline. A deep purr rumbled in his chest. The grand king pumped out pheromones like crazy. So heady, thick, and compelling that even Alviara whimpered. Her mind growing hazy, throat bared instinctively in complete

male's embrace. The moment stretched,

king pulled away. "Get on the bed. Lie down," he ordered,

flicker of panic in his

Alviara wondered. Is this not what he desired? The

the end, he obeyed. The human boy moved towards the bed and laid down beside her, his body

noticed something odd.

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