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

Captive Slave 143

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Eineriel stiffened. Her insides turned cold, "No"

King Daemonikai shifted, pulling her closer as he settled on his side. More aftershocks of pleasure rocked her with his movement, and she whimpered. So full.

"I almost killed you when I rose from that brief sleep," he said in that deep, soothing tone behind her. "I thought it might be possible, so I left the bed. But it obviously was of no use. If it happens again, I might actually kill you, Galilea. I don't mind. The words caught in her throat as Emeriel's belly dropped. Ob, she had it bad. So bad that she genuinely did not care if he killed her, as long as it was him here, spending this heat with her.

"I don't want another male, Your Grace. The mere thought was like a thousand needles dancing across her skin.

""Leah..."

Emeriel, Your Grace. Her middle name had never sounded so good coming from anyone, but she wished she could hear him call her by the name she really answered to. Emeriel.

"I can't bear another's touch," she croaked. Emeriel would die first.

"Perhaps. But you can bear your betrothed's. It was wrong of me to take you from him, to challenge him for your heat," he grimaced. "No male should do that to another. He likely did not fight me because of who I am." You were in a rut."

"He was too, I could sense it. He

"Really?"

princess," he sighed. "Males in rut are fiercely strong when protecting what's theirs. It's nature's way of ensuring even the weakest Urekai can defend their females

have killed him. Guilt nearly swallowed

know how I feel about your kind. I do not want

Herod's touch. I don't want to. Please,

hate me, Your Grace?" She needed to know. Though his answer might hurt her,

Silence.

her heart

He does. Her eyes

burned.

down, they could not separate. Emeriel cherished being this close to him but wished she could turn to

the man who held her and take in his features. She longed to greedily drown

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wish it would never end. If it kept this male close to her, Enteriel wished it would take as long as it wanted to break Her Beloved. Very close, yet so out of

feelings ran. He would never know the longing that had taken root in her heart since his beast cuddled her all those long nights ago. Nothing good could come of it. He didn't even like her; his silence was proof enough. The tears welled, spilling onto the

for the best. Trust me little princess, you do not want me to like

want you to. So much,

couldn't find her bearings anymore. Another tear

her to the limit It was uncomfortable, yet pleasurable. Almost unbearable, but Emeriel was starting to like it too, because it was

saw her through the rest of her heat. Perhaps if she endured this, it would help her reign