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

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

the way we fit, My Grand King.

legs from his waist, forcing them apart, holding them wide as

it crashed over her. An unexpected rush that left her gasping and arching her body off the

of sensation rolled over her, floods of ecstasy drowning

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becoming meaningless as Emeriel surrendered herself fully to the insatiable

Emeriel was unable to control the sounds she

herself on her hands and knees while he hammered into her from behind.

associate with his pleasure mingled with her moans. Her Beloved couldn’t get enough

incoherent gasps as another wave of ecstasy dragged her

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

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

breath. He made true of every threat, making her

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

and over as he drove

“It’s your first time, your body

legs against her chest as he

deeply. Emeriel gasped as the

it happened. She saw

his name so loud she half–expected the windows to shatter along with her, then she

trailed down her cheeks as she cried through this

you doing this to me?” she asked when she

He didn’t sound apologetic

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

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 hide from me

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

think I have just discovered a new hobby

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