That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

Chapter 273

“No! Go through the back! Save yourself!” The desperate command echoed into the dim silence of the room, followed by sharp, labored pants. “Protect your mother!”

Emeriel’s eyes snapped open to the faint light of dawn filtering through the open curtains.

She turned, her heart clenching as she saw Daemonikai thrashing beside her, his chest heaving, his fists clenched white- knuckling the sheets.

“There are too many of them. 1…” His voice broke, raw with helpless panic. “Too many of them.”

“Daemon…” Her hand hovered inches from his shoulder.

The memory of the last time he’d woken from a nightmare beside her flashed vividly in her mind. A moment that had nearly cost her her life.

“Myka, where is Alvin!?” his voice rose again, desperate. “Where is your brother!?”

Her throat clogged, tears prickling her eyes. He was trapped there again.

Reliving the terror of a father failing to save his children. It wasn’t real, but the horror in his voice was clear, cutting through her like a sword.

To hell with this.

“Wake up,” she whispered, then louder, “Daemon, wake up!”

Her hands closed around his broad shoulders, shaking him. “Don’t live through that again, I’m here.”

“How could you tell… the humans about us, Alvin? No matter how drunk you were, you shouldn’t have…” his panting grew louder, frantic.

Emeriel climbed halfway onto him, wrapping her arms around his shaking frame. “Come back to me, please.”

His eyes snapped open, his chest rising and falling fast against hers.

“You’re alright,” she soothed, willing him to believe it. “It’s just a nightmare. You are safe.”

“Emeriel?” His voice was disoriented, his eyes darting all over her face.

“Yes, it’s me.” She adjusted herself to better see his face, her hands brushing the damp hair away from his sweat–soaked

brow.

looked like a man who had clawed his way

dreams frequently? Or is it because of… what

said hoarsely. “But… I can’t think of this now. I wish not to think about this.” There was a wild, desperate look on his face. “I need to forget.

“What do you

need?”

inside you.” What he was asking for must have dawned on him because horror joined desperation. “Fuck, I apologize. I shouldn’t ask this

onto her back, parting her thighs. Lifting the hem of her nightgown, she bared herself

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Chapter 273

I can’t use you like this. It’s not fair to you. 1-” He swallowed hard,

King. Let me take care of you? she coaxed him,

his eyes. “I don’t want to hurt

willingly because I want this. Please don’t make me beg. I want to feel

softened his tormented

his hands shaking as he hastily removed his

femininity,

curves of her breast. Dipping his head, his mouth closed over her nipple, sucking it hungrily.

breath catching. Her breasts still tender.

head closer, holding him to her.

man.” The murmurs poured naturally from her

throat, his mouth tugging hard on her nipple while his hand kneaded and pressed

the enthusiasm of a starving man, making her feel every pull, every strong suction.

desire stirred, rising with every touch… every pull of his mouth.

to suspect her dearest had a particular fondness for

the sight of him like this. Clinging to her, lost in his

each suckle, and she couldn’t stop the soft moan slipping

breaking his focus or releasing her, Daemonikai shifted, raising her leg over his hip. Then, in one

hard, trying to stifle the sharp cry rushing to

it,” she encouraged. “That’s it,

began to move, slow and deep, his thick

himself at an uncomfortable–looking position, refusing to let her go or lose

it to him

thrusts, created a sweet agony that left her breathless.