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

Captive Slave 183

Chapter 183

Chapter 183

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

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Her body moved with his, every sway and arch designed to seduce, to lure him deeper. Sweet, breathless moans filled the air, wrapping around him, intoxicating him.

Daemonikai thrust into the warmth of her, unable to get enough. He had to get deeper.

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"Yess," Galilea moaned. Her fingers brushed against his arms, featherlight, as her bright blue eyes locked onto his. Looking at him as if the very sun and moon, rose and set around him. He liked that.

"Mine." Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss to her neck, breathing in her scent. Such sweet, sweet scent.

"Yours," she gasped, her voice trembling with need. "Always yours."

Daemonikai could feel the familiar, dizzying rush of his orgasm building. But he didn't want this to end, not yet. He needed more. More of her, more of the moment. He-

Suddenly, the world around him shifted.

The warm intimacy shattered like porcelain.

Blood. Blood everywhere.

Screams tore around him, piercing and chaotic. The sweet moans were gone, replaced by terror. Daemonikai's fingers were buried deep in a human's gut, and he watched as the life drained from their eyes, their body crumpling to the ground lifelessly. "Father!"

That voice jolted him. Myka.

the vortex hall's entrance. Myka stood there, frantic, his usual calm shattered. In this chaos, Myka looked exactly like Alvin...wild-eyed and lost. "Father! There are

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his eyes. "Go through the back." "But..." Myka's breath came in ragged pants as he stared

depend on us, on me, to keep them safe tonight. That is why they are here,

his

Daemonikaf cupped his son's face, grounding him. "Lock

vigorously this time. "It's just... I cannot feel my strength," he said, scared. "I feel weak, empty. I'm

voice

sweet voice. Evie was pale and shaking, but with fire burning in her eyes. Even in the midst all this,

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trying to be strong.

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slipped down her cheek as she stepped

his lips across her forehead. "I love

even in the face of danger. She squeezed his

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iron cage in his chest, squeezing tighter with each shallow

his forehead, sweat slicked from Daemonikai's skin as he fought to steady himself. Feeling like he was underwater...drowning and drowning. Control

The vividness of the dream-no,

touch lingering like fire on his skin, leaving him painfully

his chest with no outlet. Daemonikai's body trembled with the force of it, the need to release this anguish, but he could

with the effort of each

warning before he pushed past, nearly falling

fevered skin, and for the first time in what felt

destination, just the all-powering need to

small lake in the Southern Wings' courtyard,

there, eyes locked

distant howls of Urekai beasts prowling in the distance. He listened to them, letting