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.

to wake up," he

rose from the bed, sitting up and drew closer. "Come here," Leaning in,

cupping her cheeks as he deepened it. Tongue sliding desperately

moved her backward until her back pressed against the headboard. The kiss turned ravenous, wild, as he let the beast inside him out to play. Not his literal beast, of course, but the one aching and straining in his pants. She

her garment. Need to feel more. Need

his. "This isn't a dream?" came the

He

several steps before stopping. "No, we can't. We can't." His

hunger clawed all over him, demanding to

extended

again, she took another step back. "No... I

fled. Her footsteps echoed as she disappeared through the

didn't follow. He

heavy settling in his

passion. She wanted him as much as he did

I don't know how to fix

...........

PRINCESS EMERIEL

him like the

far from anywhere

her quarters in Blackstone. Instead, she busied herself with

of the sick, picked herbs, and made medicinal

spent

Aekeira's chambers in Blackstone.

her youngling friend Bekka some food, she returned to the fortress

but could also feel stifling at times. Tonight, she'd insisted they

Her plants needed tending, and it had bothered her all day.

was

else was there to do than lie in bed and torment

sigh, she detoured

work. The world fell away, and the quiet rustle of leaves and

in her routine she sensed the disturbance too