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.”

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

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

we fit, My Grand King. We were truly made for

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

came instantly and she cried out “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

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

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as Emeriel surrendered herself fully to the insatiable

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

and knees while he hammered into her

pleasure mingled with her moans. Her Beloved

gasps as another

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

Emeriel was barely conscious 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 legs apart before burying himself deep

made true of every threat, making her feel devoured.

ahhh, Daemon.” Deep down, she knew she shouldn’t be calling him that, but somewhere along

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

rest,” he growled, his voice rough with hunger as he pounded into her. “It’s your first time, your body doesn’t need this much strain. But for the life

her legs against her chest as he angled

thrust hit her gland so perfectly, so deeply. Emeriel gasped as the pleasure

happened. She saw stars–literally.

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

cheeks as she cried through this

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

sorry, Beloved.” He didn’t sound apologetic in

Emeriel sobbed, her head shaking weakly from

all, Riel,” he commanded, 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.

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

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

from the inside out. How will I ever recover