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.

garment. If they smelled her arousal,

for you to depart now. I am not myself. I still

now, it's perhaps best if you indulge in self-pleasure.

wasn't there. She

filled with

and quick. Everything about him ensnared her senses. He hadn't fed

had they crossed the threshold, the door closing behind them, did he press her against the stone

it is you who invades my thoughts." He looked starving, his tone softer than she'd

were drawn to his

Vladya's hand caressed her cheek. "You are the one I envision spread out beneath me, my dick lodged deep inside you, my fangs at your neck. Why, Aekeira?" Without awaiting her reply, his

was fierce, desperate. Grand

except one. Lord Vladya

me

been properly kissed before. The drunken slabbering of lustful ministers who had won her in card and bets didn't count. Those

this grand lord's

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

So arousing.

aware of her breasts. Acutely aware of how heavy and achingly sensitive they felt. Wetness pooled inside

hands cupped her cheeks, keeping her face