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

Captive Slave 152

Chapter 152

HIGH LORD HERODIS

Herod lay beside his sleeping mistress, sexually sated, tuning in the blessed silence coming from the cottage. Emeriel had screamed for hours on end, but now, he was glad to hear the sounds of pleasure.

He was relieved Emeriel was finally experiencing the first full hear she deserved, with the one male in the entire universe she was made solely for. To think his letter had not even reached the fortress before her mate traced her scent here. Soulbond truly was the whole package.

Despite the bleak and doomed future, Herodis was glad she could have this moment of bliss.

The fire at the barn had been a harrowing ordeal, taking the entire day to extinguish. News of the Grand King's departure had reached him upon his return, his heart aching when he learned Emeriel had been left alone for a time. But thankfully, Grand King Daemonikai had returned to her side.

"If your mind still wanders so deeply, then I must have done it wrong," a soft voice purred, breaking the silence.

His mistress had awakened, her eyes sparkling with seduction.

Herod offered her a gentle smile. "Do not fret over it, Gailyn." She was very pretty, her features soft even though she had a will of steel.

"Of course I will worry about it." Sultry eyes with a hint of challenge and purpose met his before she began to trail a tantalizing path down his body.

Herod sighed, his organ stirring with interest.

Gailyn had become his mistress two decades ago. A distraction from the grief and pain that had engulfed him like the fires of hell itself.

In those dark days, he had indulged in reckless behavior and sown a lot of wild oats-Gailyn was one of them. Herod was grateful to have moved beyond that tumultuous phase, but Gailyn had remained.

his need for her had diminished. But when one has been shoved into a rut by the sweet, strong scent of a girl in heat whom he deeply cared for, there was never really any

his breath away. Gailyn's mouth worked its magic,

to

coursing through her body. Her belly twisted with a deep, aching need, her intimate areas swollen and slick, her breasts

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stretched out on his back, staring at the ceiling with his hands behind his head, eyes closed. She couldn't tell if he was asleep or merely resting. Her gaze drifted downward, biting her lips as hunger blazed in her eyes. Even in its flaccid state, his manhood

bit back a moan, squeezing her legs together to contain he burning desire surging through

want it so much. I want

their own accord, reaching out to touch him. Her

He didn't react.

touch. Growing larger, thicker, harder. Suppressing another moan, Emeriel's throat grew parched with desire. Her other hand found her nipple, tweaking and playing with it as she continued to stroke him. Rolling the sensitive nub between her fingers, jolts of pleasure coursed through her body, making her gasp. His mushroom-shaped head

And his knot...

but she was addicted. His

glance at his face. No reaction,

could, maybe, sit on it, right? Could she dare to take her pleasure while he slept,

straddling him with care. The sheer size of his body made her spread her legs wide to accommodate his broad frame. Settling onto his powerful thighs, a rush of sensation surged through her. The position felt good.

up disoriented and

her, it sounded tempting. Or perhaps he would adopt

voice as he ordered her to show her breasts to him in the woods, triggering a fresh wave of wetness. She began to grind against him, low moans and sighs of pleasure spilled from her lips, breaking the silence