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

drew

his hand cupping her cheeks as he deepened it. Tongue sliding desperately against hers, his chest pressed

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 clutched at

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

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

it's one." He reached

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.

him, hunger clawed all over him, demanding to be sated. But that panic in

extended

Shaking her head again, she

footsteps

didn't follow. He

heavy settling in his chest.

of their passion. She wanted him as much as he did her; he had seen it, felt it. But it scared the

know how to fix

...........

PRINCESS EMERIEL

avoided him like

days, she kept herself far from anywhere her beloved might

been to the gardens, her Frostfall bedchambers, and even her quarters in Blackstone. Instead, she busied

hunted game and delivered the meat to the homes of the sick, picked herbs,

grounds, spent her nights

Aekeira's chambers in Blackstone.

after giving her youngling friend Bekka some food, she returned

with her. Their presence was good, but could also feel stifling at times.

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

was no

bed and torment herself

sigh, she detoured into

fell

in her routine she sensed the disturbance