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.”

swore under his breath as his hips jackknifed,

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

the way we fit, My Grand King. We

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

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

of sensation rolled over her, floods of

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slipped away, becoming meaningless as Emeriel surrendered herself fully to the

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

found herself on her hands and knees while he hammered into

and wild snarls she had come to associate with his pleasure mingled with her

as another wave of ecstasy dragged her under, her

never faltered even as she thrashed beneath him.

her. She barely registered him moving her, positioning her

didn’t let her catch her breath. He made true of every

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

a prayer, over and over as he drove into her, taking her through every inch of the mattress.

your first time, your body doesn’t need this much strain. But for

chest as he angled

thrust hit her gland so perfectly, so deeply. Emeriel gasped

happened.

exploded behind her eyes as a cataclysmic orgasm barreled into her. She screamed his name so loud she half–expected the windows to shatter along with her, then

trailed down her cheeks as she

me?” she asked when

Beloved.” He didn’t sound apologetic in the

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

commanded, his hips rotating against hers, drawing out every sensation. “I want you to feel every single emotion I evoke in

the sea of ecstasy. “I feel… I feet… It’s too much,” Emeriel gasped,

into her ear. “I think I have

inside out. How will I ever