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

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

face like wildfire. "Please, I need

"Then

go

Take it all in.

her forward. Withdrawing her arms, she resumed her descent, letting out a soft,

accommodate his impressive girth as she took him deeper, hands splayed across his broad chest for balance. A moan escaped her

So full.

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and she stilled abruptly. A sharp thrill of pleasure shot through her

gasp, ecstasy so poignant it was almost too

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

around him, her inner walls clenching and releasing as his words made her hunger spike even more. She was so wet she couldn't keep track of which of her openings

her exploring a part of her

and circling it gently in a rhythm that sent sensations tingling down her spine. "So sloppy

feel every wrap, every muscle, as I fuck into your womb and coat the deepest part of you with so much cum

fell over the edge. His graphic, filthy words, combined with the deep penetration caressing her cervix, and his hand massaging her forbidden region, made Emeriel come

scream of ecstasy. Her internal muscles clenched tightly

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 lift away, strong arms encircled her waist,

retreat.

young princess. Sit on it," his drawl

taking him into her quivering body. The king went deeper, nudging her until she felt

from her as he opened her up. His arms held her waist, urging her down, burying himself deep in that small, fluttering scared

came in ragged gasps, fingers clutching at his bulging chest, seeking something

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