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

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

cupping her cheeks as he deepened it. Tongue sliding desperately

very moment he'd 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 he let the beast inside him out to play. Not his literal beast, of course, but the one aching and straining

garment. Need to

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

He reached

"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 pulling

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

extended a

Shaking her head again, she took another

then, she turned and fled. Her footsteps echoed

follow. He

something heavy settling

their passion. She wanted him as much as he did her; he had

I don't know

...........

PRINCESS EMERIEL

avoided him

far

bedchambers, and even her quarters in Blackstone. Instead, she busied herself with

the

grounds, spent her

Aekeira's chambers in Blackstone.

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

but could also feel stifling at times.

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

was

bed and torment herself

a sigh, she

to work. The world fell away, and the

lost in her routine she sensed