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

Captive Slave 146

Chapter 146

EMERIEL

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Emeriel could hear the moans of anguish in the air as she rode other wave of excruciating pain.

It felt as though an iron fist clenched around her organs, squeezing tighter, twisting, and crushing without mercy.

Tears streamed down her face, forming a pool where she laid. She'd pounded on the door, begging anyone within earshot to end this torment, before the next surge had thrown her to the cold, hard floor, tearing through her. It felt like a hundred galloping horses were trampling and leaping within her lower belly.

It hurt so much. Surely, this pain was not normal.

Her stomach convulsed violently, and she retched, the taste of bile sour in her throat. Expelling the contents of her stomach, Emeriel continued to vomit, again and again, each one leaving her weaker, emptier. So much pain,

A vague figure hovered over her, lips moving soundlessly. Who was that? Was she finally meeting her creator? Emeriel hoped so. Blinking, she struggled to focus, but her vision swam.

Her senses dulled, fading into numbness.

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

Nearing the cottage, Daemonikai was gripped by a growing unease. The absence of sound was disturbing. Concern twisted in his gut. Was she dead?

A shudder went through his frame. For the first time since his return from madness, he felt so much pain in his heart that wasn't from his grief.

not known in ages, filled him. But when he pushed open the door and stepped

was in, twisted his gut. Vomit surrounded her, her vacant eyes, and endless spasms wracked her small body. The girl had gone into

recoiling from his

his soul. Her movement was sluggish, muscles slack with exhaustion.

him. He had left to avoid succumbing to

born. He lay beside her, pulling her trembling form against his own, despite her body's feeble protests. Holding her close, he surrendered to the raw emotions surging

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I right here, by your side, he cooed, rocking her gently, I am

violent spasm seized

exhausted body jerked, mouth opening in a soundless scream before she

with emotions he had long suppressed. Emotions he had locked away behind

dismantling those barriers one by one, each cry tearing at his defenses

mount her until the heat stroke passed, or his touch would

comfort, telling her how strong she was, how beautiful she was. Galilea slumped against him. She no longer tried to get away from him, so he

here with me now? I'll wait as long as it takes for

heat stroke waned, and the deep red marks on her skin began to diminish.

she whispered, hoarsely. "You came

He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, unable to believe the strong relief that washed over him. "Come, let us rise from this floor together, shall we?" Tears filled her

her. She was featherlight, weighted nothing, yet felt so good in his arms. Her soft skin and delicate curves

the waves would return soon, really soon, if he was not inside her, knotting

to let his eyes linger

struggling against the tremendous urge to spread her legs and thrust into her until she howled his name. To hold her against her- Focus. You are