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

and drew

returned the kiss, unrestrained, his hand cupping her cheeks as he deepened it. Tongue sliding desperately against hers, his chest

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 clutched at

for her garment. Need

lips away from his. "This isn't a

He reached

she drew back, horror replaced lust, and she 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."

him, hunger clawed all over him, demanding to be sated.

extended a

flinched. Shaking her head again, she took

then, she turned and fled. Her footsteps echoed as

follow.

there, motionless, something heavy settling in his chest.

much as he did her; he had seen it, felt it. But

don't know how to

...........

PRINCESS EMERIEL

avoided him

the next two days, she kept herself far

her quarters in Blackstone.

meat to the homes of the sick, picked herbs, and

grounds, spent her

Aekeira's chambers in Blackstone.

giving her youngling friend Bekka some food, she returned

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

she passed by one of the garden pathways, she paused. Her plants needed tending, and it had bothered her all day. "The workers are taking care

it was no

bed and torment herself with memories of his

sigh, she detoured

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

her routine she sensed the disturbance