That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

Chapter 255

Captive Slave 255

Chapter 255

Chapter 255

PRINCESS EMERIEL

"...I'm sorry for the wounds that ran too deep, the ones that scarred over." He dropped his weight, grinding his thick, hard erection against her.

She gasped, awareness reigniting in her body, desire coiling tight in her belly despite the mind-shattering release she'd experienced just moments ago.

"My pretty Riel."

Unable to bear hearing any more of his heartbreaking, heart-healing words, Emeriel surged up, capturing his lips in a frantic kiss.

She poured all her pain, her longing, her love into the kiss, tasting his lips, his essence. Her eyes slid closed, surrendering to their passion.

For endless minutes, their lips battled together, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth.

His kisses made Emeriel feel like she'd had ten gallons of ale. Her mind sluggish, her limbs heavy. My Beloved. Mine.

How will I live without you?

me to an end, his big body was taut with desire hunger burning in ha

When the gaze.

She parted her legs in a silent invite. "Inside, please."

"I st

one more thing to apologize for," he said in the gentlest tone. "This is going to hurt."

"It's okay." Emeriel blinked up at him. "I know your... um, size. We have done... uhm, this before."

He shook his head, apologetic. "You were in heat, it's not the same."

Eyes searching hers, he pushed forward.

Or tried to.

Emeriel felt the pressure of his length nudged against her. Once. Twice.

a growing burn. A

his forehead against her

pressed again, and this time, she couldn't hold

get...

kissed her shoulder. Lifting himself a bit, he bore down again. "It's okay. We will make it fit. I want

while the ache between her legs grew sharper.

her lips, separating

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he gave a firmer push, a bit more of him slid inside, making her

watered.

so sorry," he whispered, his voice full of guilt, his hand soothing

"All at once.

it will be really

pain. Best to rip off

hesitated, his expression torn. Then he gave a curt nod, his

his, he lifted them above her head,

him, dread and anticipation swirling in her chest as she braced herself as

pleasure, you will properly lose consciousness a few times," he whispered. "Tonight,

hard, breaking through her body's barrier, burying himself to the hilt.

MISTRESS SINAI

edge of the

Sinai was trapped here,

this wretched prison,

herself for Daemonikai's arrival, dreading it, counting the seconds until the

ways she would lie

week, Sinai realized there was something far more terrifying than Daemonikai's wrath. His

a single visit. Not a word sent. Not even

had been thrown into this dark, claustrophobic hole, like discarded trash,

anyone, no interrogation, nothing but the oppressive stillness and the sound of her own

she felt insulted. How dare they

it became oddly comforting-no questions meant

now, that comfort had given way to

back and forth, her

needs me. I am his bloodhost. He will come. He has

go

in the back of her mind mocked her. You've been saying

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