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 up," he

from the bed, sitting up and drew closer. "Come

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

kissed her with all the hunger he'd kept buried for so long. One that grew since the 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 in his pants. She clutched at his robes, her lips as hungry as his. Sweet, breathless little

reached for her garment. Need to feel more. Need to lay

"This isn't a dream?"

pretend it's one." He reached

violently, she retreated several steps before stopping. "No, we can't. We can't." His fists clenched to keep from grabbing her from pulling her back into his

hunger clawed all over him, demanding to be

extended a

her head again, she took another step back. "No...

fled. Her footsteps

didn't follow.

heavy

She wanted him as much as he did her; he

don't know how to

...........

PRINCESS EMERIEL

him

kept herself far from anywhere her beloved might

quarters in Blackstone. Instead, she busied herself with errands. Tasks

the sick, picked herbs, and made medicinal poultices. Trained hard

spent her nights

Aekeira's chambers in Blackstone.

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

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

it had bothered her all day. "The workers are taking care

was no

else was there to do than lie in bed and torment herself with memories of his sweet kisses

sigh, she

a watering can and set to work. The world fell away, and the quiet rustle of leaves and

lost in her routine she sensed the disturbance too