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.”

breath as his hips jackknifed, and his

in her, stirring rippling pleasure. She couldn’t contain the cries spilling from her lips, her body arching to meet

My Grand King. We were truly made for

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

her body off the bed, as he fucked her through her climax

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as Emeriel surrendered herself fully to the insatiable pleasure he gave her.

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

point, she found herself on her hands and knees while he

mingled with her moans. Her Beloved couldn’t get

incoherent gasps as another wave of ecstasy dragged her under, her

strokes never faltered even as she thrashed beneath

her. She barely registered him moving her, positioning her at the edge of the bed, spreading her limp legs apart

her breath. He made true of every threat, making her

that, but somewhere along the endless hours of the night, she couldn’t remember why.

over and over as he drove into her, taking her through every inch of the

into her. “It’s your first time, your body doesn’t need this much strain. But for the life of

as he angled himself deeper.

her gland so perfectly, so deeply. Emeriel gasped as

it happened.

her. She screamed his name so loud

her cheeks as

to me?” she asked when she could

didn’t sound apologetic in

You make me feel too….much!” Emeriel sobbed,

single emotion I evoke in you on this bed. Feel them so you never forget. Feel them so you

the sea of ecstasy. “I feel… I feet… It’s too much,” Emeriel gasped, her hands pushing feebly at his broad

her ear. “I think I have just discovered a

destroying me from the inside out. How will