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 wake

sitting up and drew closer.

he deepened it. Tongue sliding desperately against hers, his chest

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,

her garment. Need

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

it's one." He reached

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

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

extended a

again, she

she turned and fled. Her footsteps echoed

didn't follow. He

something heavy

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

I don't know how to

...........

PRINCESS EMERIEL

him like

kept herself far from

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

delivered the meat to the homes of the sick, picked herbs, and made medicinal

spent her

Aekeira's chambers in Blackstone.

youngling friend Bekka some food, she returned to the fortress gates, exhaustion

presence was good, but could also feel stifling at times. Tonight, she'd

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 of it," she muttered to

it was no

lie in bed and torment herself with memories of his sweet kisses

she detoured into

picked up a watering can and set to work. The world fell away, and the

was so lost in her routine she sensed the disturbance