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, and his rhythm

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

King. We were truly made

his waist, forcing them apart, holding them wide as he plunged into her, fast and hard.

rush that left her gasping and arching her body off the bed, as he fucked her through her climax

pierced the night. Loud and high–pitched. Ripples of sensation rolled over

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becoming meaningless as Emeriel surrendered herself fully to

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

she found herself on her hands and knees while he hammered into her

mingled with her moans. Her Beloved couldn’t get enough of her, just

into incoherent gasps as another wave

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

him moving her, positioning her

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

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

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

let you rest,” he growled, his voice rough with hunger as he pounded into her. “It’s your first time, your

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

so deeply. Emeriel gasped as the pleasure increased

happened.

eyes as a cataclysmic orgasm barreled into her. She screamed his name so loud

down her cheeks as she cried through

you doing this to me?” she asked when she could

sound apologetic in the least.

sobbed, her head shaking weakly

“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 hide from

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 use. He was

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

me from the inside out. How will I ever recover from this?