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

Captive Slave 155

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Chapter 155

AEKEIRA

With infinite care, Lord Vladya settled the swaddled infant into the mother's waiting arms, who then passed the bundle to the hovering nursemaid.

"I am ready to nourish you. Allow me but a moment to assume the posture for the Sacred Ways of Old," Lady Merrilyn said. "There will be no need for that," Lord Vladya's voice was hoarse, but he cleared his throat, steadying it. "When you're in perfect health, we shall attempt it. Until then, the regular manner of feeding shall suffice."

The sacred ways of old? Aekeira filed the question away in her mind for her next visit to the library.

"Are you certain? I do not mind in the least." Lady Merrilyn smiled. "I worry about you, dear Vlad, a lot."

"You had major complications during the birth, remember?" Lord Vladya eyed her. "It's why you're on bedrest. I worry for you too, Merry, and I would do nothing to jeopardize your health. Now, feed me."

"As my master wishes." She extended her pale, slender hand, which Lord Vladya grasped, helping her to settle on the bed's edge. With a gentle sweep, she drew her hair aside, revealing the tender skin of her neck.

The feeding was as intimate as ever, marked by Lady Merilyn's moans of pleasure and the occasional low growls from Lord Vladya's throat. Aekeira felt a rush of arousal, flushed and warm, her body responding as though she were witnessing sexual intimacy. And when Lady Merilyn began to beg him to mount her, Aekeira squirmed uncomfortably on her feet, trying desperately to focus her gaze anywhere but on their intimate exchange. Lord Vladya denied lady Merrilyn's pleas, holding her still as he fed.

layers of her garment. If they smelled her arousal, they showed no sign, each caught in their own battle of lust and control. "Thank you, Merry,"

for resisting, master, but it would be best for you to depart now. I

soon, but for now, it's perhaps best if you indulge in self-pleasure. You are yet not ready for

She doubted if Lord Vladya remembered

turned to leave, his gaze, filled with desire and

breaths shallow and quick. Everything about him ensnared her senses. He hadn't fed from her, yet she wanted

closing behind them, did he press her against the stone

who invades my thoughts." He looked starving, his

were drawn to his lips.

deep inside you, my fangs at your neck. Why, Aekeira?" Without awaiting her reply, his lips slammed down on hers. Chapter

desperate. Grand Lord Vladya consumed

plundered her mouth, except one. Lord Vladya is kissing

me

didn't count. Those experiences only set her up to expect the worst from a kiss. Nausea. A churning stomach.

grand lord's

mouth, coercing hers into a dance she never learned but now found herself desperate to master. His lips suckled at hers greedily, every pull drawing a deeper, more shameless sound from her throat. Her fingers rose of their own accord clutching at his robes, pulling him closer as

So arousing.

warm to molten. She was suddenly aware of her breasts. Acutely aware

her cheeks, keeping her face captive as he ravaged her lips