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...

green eyes masked with desire held silent purpose. Emeriel didn't think she could blush harder than she already was, but her face and neck grew even hotter. Heart racing, her lips parted to accept the finger. Surprisingly, sweet, clear liquid burst across

his finger out, moving it behind her

her. Repeatedly, they matched the rhythm of his powerful thrusts into her virginal canal. Words failed her. If Emeriel had felt

for a few seconds before she shattered into a million pieces. Emeriel was screaming and screaming, the release shaking her very soul. Rocking her

Daemonikai kept moving, as she heard a loud groan, his manhood expanding. He filled her completely as his knot grew, pressing and mashing against every nerve ending inside

crashed through her, her fingers dug into her beloved's skin. Oh....! Emeriel's brain shut down, her entire

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Taking me so well. Fuck, look at you..." The king's hand ran soothingly down her back, but Emericl could barely feel

ropes of seed directly into her womb, triggering another powerful release, Erneriel must have lost her mind for

him, their breath coming in heavy gasps. Her body still jerked

gliding against her hypersensitive, overstimulated

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 clenched so tightly they

make sure you can stand all I

heed, he moved...a slow, languid roll of his hips flooding her with raw, harsh bliss. She hissed, squirming against him, but

back into her

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

of a beast. In more ways than