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

Captive Slave 124

Chapter 124

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.

She slamped her door shut and collapsed ontol the bed, curling into a fetal position as tears came. Unbidden Uncontrollable. Her heart ached with a sharp, persistent throb. So what if there's another woman in his bed? He does not know about you. and

the words were empty platitudes. A sob tore from her throat hot tears spilling onto the

sitting silently under those intense, watchful eyes, she had felt

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inside her so well it was frightening. Then, that Urekai maid had to go into heat. Now,

body.

her room, Emeriel had witnessed guards coupling like animals with whoever they could find. Urekai maids were pinned against walls, human

image of the grand king entwined with

bending the female over, taking her body

escaped her

soldier. Then, in a tone that brooked no argument, he said, "The grand king summons you to his residence, Slave. Do

they

from one end of

room. His movements so tense and agitated he was p room to the

the fierce

a war drum in his skull. She was utterly King Daemonikai's face forced

and the boy was ushered

king's pacing ceased abruptly, tension

me, Your Grace?" the boy's voice trembled. His eyes red-rimmed and puffy as if he had been crying, widened as

his pale skin, creeping up from his neck to his cheeks, and

large frame dwarfing the boy's as he dipped his head, nuzzling the delicate skin of his neck like a contented feline. A deep

boy moaned, going limp in the stronger male's embrace.

away. "Get on the bed. Lie down," he

boy hesitated, a flicker

not what he desired? The toy clearly harbors some kind of affection

bed and

noticed something odd.

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