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

Chapter 237

Touch, his beast urged.

No, I will not.

"Wake up, darling," Daemonikai coaxed gently.

"I don't want to." she protested, a dreamy smile on her lips.

Her hands drifted over her body, cupping her breasts, she flicked her nipples. She let out a soft whine.

A bolt of desire shot straight to his dick, his arousal back with a vengeance.

"Gods of the Grail," he swore.

"I really like this dream a lot," she cried with bliss, pinching her engorged nipples.

Daemonikai closed his eyes and counted to ten. Then, counted backward from ten.

Nope, his hard-on has declared a coup, raging full mast in his pants.

His beast, too, was one hundred percent on board...all too aware of her.

Emeriel took his hand, parting her thigh, she guided it between her open legs.

"Touch me, please," she murmured, rolling her hips desperately. "I've been hungry... so starved for you."

"Darling, you don't know—"

"I need you."

Younglings crying for food, an elder falling from a horse, another bloody war with the vamps.

The images didn't work. His restraint was slipping with each passing second, her dreamlike touches tugging him further under her spell.

you need to wake up," he

up and drew closer. "Come

hand cupping her cheeks as he deepened it. Tongue sliding desperately

opened his eyes on his deathbed and saw her lying naked beside him. From that moment, he'd wanted to hold her down and devour her. Climbing fully onto the bed, he moved her backward until her back pressed against the headboard. The kiss turned ravenous, wild, as

for her garment. Need to

lips away from his. "This isn't a dream?" came the wide-eyed

one." He reached for those

the sheets had caught fire. "No," shaking her head violently, she retreated several steps before stopping. "No, we can't. We can't." His fists clenched to keep from grabbing her

him, demanding to be sated. But that

he extended a

head again, she took another

and fled. Her footsteps echoed

follow. He

there, motionless, something heavy

their passion. She wanted him as much as he did her; he had seen it, felt it. But it scared the living daylight out of her. Something was truly

I don't know how

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PRINCESS EMERIEL

him like

she kept herself far from anywhere her

meant she hadn't been to the gardens, her Frostfall bedchambers, and even her quarters in Blackstone. Instead, she busied herself with errands.

the homes of the sick, picked

spent her

Aekeira's chambers in Blackstone.

giving her youngling friend Bekka some food, she returned to

with her. Their presence was good, but could also feel stifling at times. Tonight, she'd insisted

she passed by one of the garden pathways, she paused. Her plants needed tending, and it had bothered her all day.

it was no

was there to do than lie in bed and torment herself with memories of his sweet kisses all

she detoured into

set to work. The world fell away, and the quiet rustle of leaves and the familiar scents

lost in her routine she sensed the