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.

you need to

bed, sitting up and drew closer.

cupping her cheeks as he deepened it. Tongue sliding desperately against

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,

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

away from his. "This

one." He reached for

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." His fists

demanding to be sated. But

he extended

Shaking her head again, she

and fled. Her footsteps echoed as

follow. He

there, motionless, something heavy settling in his chest.

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 how to

...........

PRINCESS EMERIEL

him like the

the next two days, she kept herself far from anywhere

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

to the homes of the sick, picked herbs, and made medicinal poultices. Trained hard on

grounds, spent her nights

Aekeira's chambers in Blackstone.

after giving her youngling friend Bekka some food, she returned to the fortress gates, exhaustion settling in

but could also feel stifling at

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

it was no

in bed and torment herself with memories of his sweet

sigh, she detoured

world fell away, and the quiet rustle of leaves and

her routine she sensed