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

Chapter 257

PRINCESS EMERIEL

She screamed when Grand King Daemonikai breached her body. Arching beneath him, Emeriel tried to escape the harsh pain tearing through her, but there was nowhere to run.

Her fingers scratched his to let go, pushing, struggling. “It really hurts,” came out broken and shaky.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he said guiltily, kissing away the tears trailing down her cheek.

He pull out, just held himself still above her, tensed with restraint. “I’m all in now. It will stop hurting soon.”

It was the kind of pain that came from driving a burning knife into an open wound. But gradually, it began to fade.

She felt his tension, the effort it took him not to move, to give her time to adjust.

“Move. I’m okay now,” she croaked.

He rolled his hips slowly, careful not to hurt her further. Subtle moves to test her readiness.

Opening her eyes, Emeriel looked up at him, couldn’t stop watching him. The passion in his expression, the care he took with her.

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She was greedy for the sight of him, this male who was buried deep inside her. Her breath coming in short gasps, her thighs twitching.

His slow thrusts gradually gained momentum, not rushed but with purpose. She felt stuffed to the brim with every glide of his hardness. Her body trembled with every move.

“Damn…” he grimaced, pleasure and restraint on his face. “You feel so damn good. No one has a right to feel like this.”

Emeriel wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him closer. The lingering dull pain was still there, but it no longer mattered. The pleasure hadn’t truly begun, yet she couldn’t get enough of him.

“Good?” he asked with concern.

“Perfect,” she whispered, her voice soft but sure.

To ease his worry further, she rolled her hips against his, meeting his thrust. “Give me more of you. Take me the way you

want.”

hips jackknifed, and

stroke hit every sensitive spot in her, stirring rippling pleasure. She couldn’t contain the cries spilling from her

the way we fit, My Grand King. We were truly

his waist, forcing them

her gasping and arching her body off the bed, as he fucked her through

high–pitched. Ripples of sensation rolled over her, floods of ecstasy drowning

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away, becoming meaningless as Emeriel surrendered herself fully to the insatiable pleasure he gave

was unable to control the

and knees while

to associate with his pleasure mingled with her moans. Her Beloved couldn’t get enough of her, just

dissolving into incoherent gasps as another wave of ecstasy dragged her

grand king didn’t slow. His strokes never faltered even as she

from all the orgasms he’d pulled from her. She barely registered him moving her, positioning her at the edge of the bed, spreading her limp

catch her breath. He made true of every

she shouldn’t be calling him that, but somewhere along the endless hours of the night, she

from her lips like a prayer, over and over as he drove into her, taking

time, your body doesn’t need this

her chest as he angled himself deeper. “You’re so sweet. Fuck,

so deeply. Emeriel gasped as

then it happened. She saw stars–literally.

orgasm barreled into her. She screamed his name so loud she half–expected the windows to shatter along

down her cheeks as she

you doing this to me?” she asked when she could breathe again.

He didn’t sound apologetic

You make me feel too….much!” Emeriel sobbed, her head shaking weakly from side to

his hips rotating against hers, drawing out every sensation. “I want you to feel every single emotion I evoke in you on this bed. Feel them so you never forget. Feel them so you

Daemon, ” She was drowning in the sea of ecstasy. “I feel… I feet… It’s too much,” Emeriel gasped, her hands pushing feebly at his broad chest, but it was no

you are so hot,” Daemonikai groaned into her ear. “I think I have just discovered a new hobby

the inside out. How will I ever