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

Captive Slave 153

Chapter 153

EMERIEL

Emeriel's gaze held the grand king's like a mouse caught in a tra. When did he awake? How long had he been watching her?

What should she do? Stop and move from him?

Emeriel whimpered. She didn't want to stop.

Her hips moved on their own, grinding against him, because she couldn't help herself. Emeriel fucked her hungry channel with just the tip of his head, letting out a throaty moan as the pleasure built within her.

"Look at you. Such a little slut." His voice was low, seductively reproachful. "You don't even care if I was asleep. You want it so much you were willing to steal it. Is that not the truth, young princess?"

Shame mingled with shyness, washing over her. Eyes lowered, Emeriel gave a jerky nod, her cheeks flushing with heat.

"You are ashamed, yet it doesn't stop you from moving." He smirked. "Stop."

"Please..." she cried, desperately grinding against him. Oh, so good. "Stop, now."

It took every ounce of her willpower to obey. Emeriel stilled, her eyes watering.

"Good girl. Look at you, practically shaking with effort to hold that position without sinking down. You want it so much."

"I wa-want it," she whispered, her voice quivering with need. "Please, let me have it."

"What do you want?" King Daemonikai watched her like a hawk, his gaze sweeping over her flushed face down to her spread legs... zeroing in to the very point where they were intimately joined. His eyes darkened. "Say it, Galilea." "Your man-manhood," her murmur was so low it was almost incoherent.

"Beg for it."

sweeping across her face as she hid her eyes in their

enjoying her struggle. "If you want it that badly, Galilea, then

face like wildfire. "Please, I need your ma-manhood

"Then

go

in.

that, but her eagerness drove her forward. Withdrawing her arms, she

balance. A moan escaped her lips, louder this time, as she felt him fill her completely. "Yes. Take it like a good girl." His voice was even

full. Emeriel was

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sharp thrill of pleasure shot through her as his tip pressed against her cervix.

ecstasy so poignant it was almost too

further. Your heat is at its peak." The king's green eyes flooded with pure hunger. "You're so aroused

squeezed around him, her inner walls clenching and releasing as his words made her hunger spike even more. She was so

hand ventured behind her exploring a part of her that

and circling it gently in a rhythm that sent sensations tingling down her spine. "So sloppy and loose. You are so hot." He surveyed her with eyes that seemed to devour her whole. His body was no

want to feel every wrap, every muscle, as I fuck into your womb and coat the deepest part of

the deep penetration caressing her cervix, and his hand massaging her forbidden region, made Emeriel come so hard she was soaring through the skies

her mouth hanging open in a silent scream of ecstasy. Her internal muscles clenched tightly around him,

her climax subsided, Emeriel felt the strain of her prolonged position. Her thighs ached, her muscles trembled with the effort of maintaining her hover. As she began to

retreat.

just getting started. Down, young princess. Sit on it," his drawl

gingerly, she lowered herself again, taking him into her quivering body. The king went deeper,

gave a firm thrust, drawing a soft mewl from her as he opened her up. His arms held her waist, urging her down, burying himself deep in

ragged gasps, fingers clutching at his bulging chest, seeking something stable to hold onto against

"It feels...feels..." Good-great-intense-amazing.