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.”

as his hips jackknifed, and his rhythm shifted, faster, more

contain the

fit, My Grand King. We were

uncurling her legs from his waist, forcing them apart, holding them wide as he plunged into her, fast

“Daemonikai,” as it crashed over her. An unexpected rush that left her gasping and arching her body off the bed, as he fucked her through her climax and into the next. His ruthless

Loud and high–pitched. Ripples of sensation rolled over her, floods of

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herself

can hear me. Yet, Emeriel was unable to control the sounds she made as she unraveled

hands and knees

with his pleasure mingled with her moans. Her

another

slow. His strokes never faltered even as she thrashed beneath him.

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

breath. He made true

calling him that, but somewhere along the endless

lips like a prayer, over and over

her. “It’s your first time, your body doesn’t

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

gasped

happened. She saw stars–literally.

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

her cheeks as

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

didn’t sound

Emeriel sobbed, her head shaking

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 never

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

so hot,” Daemonikai groaned into her ear. “I think I have just discovered a new hobby in my old

destroying me from the inside out. How will I ever