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.

need to wake up," he

bed, sitting up and drew closer.

unrestrained, his hand cupping her cheeks as he

fully onto the bed, he moved her backward until her back pressed against the headboard. The kiss turned ravenous,

kiss, he reached for her garment. Need to feel more. Need to lay

"This isn't a dream?" came

could pretend it's one." He

scrambled off the bed as though 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 from

at him, hunger clawed all over him, demanding to

extended

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

and fled. Her footsteps echoed as she

follow.

there, motionless, something heavy settling in his

seen true fear in her eyes, and it was because of their passion. She wanted him as much as he did her; he had seen it, felt it. But it scared the living daylight out

don't know

...........

PRINCESS EMERIEL

him

far from anywhere her beloved might

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

game and delivered the meat to the homes of the sick, picked herbs, and made medicinal poultices. Trained hard

spent her nights

Aekeira's chambers in Blackstone.

Bekka some food, she returned to the fortress

guards weren't with her. Their presence was good, but could also feel stifling at times. Tonight, she'd insisted

it had bothered her all day. "The workers

was

than lie in bed and

sigh, she detoured into

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

her routine she sensed the disturbance too