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

Captive Slave 154

Chapter 154

Emeriel nearly sobbed with frustration. Without a word, he rose, keeping her close. Their bodies remained joined, Emeriel clinging to him like a tenacious spider. Each step sent a jolt through her core as he crossed the room. Reaching the sturdy chair, the grand king sat down, pulling her down onto his lap and leaned in closer. "Start moving"

All Emeriel's instincts said obey. And she did, her hips already moving. Rising and falling, her hands clung to his broad shoulders for balance, biting her lip at the exquisite feel.

His fingers wove through her hair, capturing a handful in a firm, yet gentle hold.

"So sexy. So hot," his tone caressed her skin as much as his touch

A bashful heat bloomed across her cheeks, and Emeriel ducked her head to hide her flush, burying her face in the harrow of his neck. Moving rhythmically, she savored every contact... every slide.

"You feel really good," she confessed shyly into his neck, the warmth of his skin against her lips making her heart race. Her heat thrummed in her, but without its brutal waves Emeriel felt as if she were soaring through the heavens. The room filled with her moans mixing with his occasional low groans. Her orgasm built again, imminent and inevitable, her belly tightening as her cries grew louder.

A thick finger suddenly prodded her back entrance, pushing in. Emeriel whined, shock and stark pleasure swarming her.

"You're drenched," his voice was gravel with raw lust. "Tight, yet loose with heat."

Withdrawing his finger, Emeriel heard the soft command. "Open"

She lifted her head, her face even more aflame to see the glistening finger he held to her lips. Surely, he didn't mean...

neck grew even hotter. Heart racing, her lips parted to accept the finger. Surprisingly, sweet, clear liquid burst across her tastebuds. Moaning loudly, she licked his

his finger out,

into her. Repeatedly, they matched the rhythm of his powerful thrusts into her virginal canal. Words failed her. If Emeriel had felt full before, she couldn't

Emeriel was screaming and screaming, the release shaking her very soul. Rocking her entire being. Capturing her heart

and mashing against every nerve ending inside her until stars exploded behind her eyes. Without

into her beloved's skin. Oh....! Emeriel's brain

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good, my slutty little princess. Taking me so well. Fuck, look at you..." The king's hand ran soothingly down her back, but Emericl could barely feel it amidst the

ropes of seed directly into her womb, triggering another powerful release,

knot locked them together already. He was leaning against the chair while she was slumped over him, their breath coming in heavy gasps. Her body still jerked from the aftershocks, so hypersensitive that even

move; Emeriel wasn't sure how much more she could take. And yet, he did. Hips rocking repeatedly, his knot tugging and gliding against her hypersensitive, overstimulated walls producing feelings like mini-orgasms that wouldn't stop. "Please...!" she sobbed when she couldn't

tugged at the corners of King Daemonikai's devilishly handsome face."I know there's still one more release I

can't... please, I can't take anymore," Emeriel cried, her muscles

my dick while I sleep, make sure you can stand

She hissed, squirming

from her throat as the tension built. Eyes rolling back into her head, Emeriel came soundlessly,

her vision shimmered white, the world blurring around the edges, and as she slipped into

one hell of a