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

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"With everything in me. Some days, resisting was as hard as chewing rocks. I have never felt so deprived...until I wanted you but couldn't go and get you. I could only hope that one day you would return to me."

Aekeira's eyes watered. Her heart sang.

"But I'm terrified to hope." Lord Vladya admitted as he stepped doser, and inhaled her scent. "What if I let myself hope you were mine, and you turn out not to be, like the others..."

It would break him beyond repair. Aekeira knew it. She could hear it in his voice.

And it terrified her too.

Aekeira wanted to be his. Had dreamt of it for years. But dreams were one thing; reality was another Emeriel was the Syren... and the truth was, Aekeira was not like Em.

So what if there was an obvious, irresistible attraction between them? What if his very being craved hers so deeply that his basic instincts went dormant in her absence? So what if she loved this male more than life itself, and he was now staring at her as if his entire world revolved around her? None of it mattered if they attempted the bonding ritual and it failed.

It would be over.

There was no coming back from that.

Oh yes, Aekeira was terrified too.

"I missed you terribly," Lord Vladya murmured, kissing her forehead.

"I-I..." If I go over how hard I'd missed you, I might start bawling all over again.

"It got even harder as the years passed. As my journey grew more challenging, as madness crept closer, I had regrets." He breathed in her scent, letting out a low groan. "Gods, you smell so good. I can't get enough."

barely holding herself

to it... you were all I wanted to see one last time." His arms encircled her waist. "I wanted

just be hers?

please

give him

please make me a

please make us so compatible that if we attempt a booding ritual,

were horses... would you let this beggar

checks, leaving a wet trail

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PRINCESS EMERIEL

him to claw at you, Emeriel," Lord Ottai cautioned, eaning casually against the wall, as he

of nourishment. If this continues, he will only grow

still, claws sprang out from his

"Now will

on King Daemonikai's arm. "Don't do that, beloved," her voice dropped to

murmur.

his, her small hand dwarfed by his. Same long, sharp claws she had seen tear through enemies with ease slowly curled around

to harm, but

gasp. Instead, she squeezed gently. "Eat,

mouth opened

Lord Ottai's mouth hung open, staring at Emeriel as

She scooped the porridge into King Daemonikai's mouth, and he swallowed, his

close to tears. "I think he can hear you, Emeriel." "Maybe," Emeriel was equally surprised but concealing it well, She hadn't truly believed it would work. "Maybe he does." Lord Ottai hovered for the rest of the meal, watching her with awe and animation. He only left when an urgent message arrived, calling him

finished feeding King Daemonikai, satisfied that he had eaten enough,

had been a long, draining day, and she

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