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

still have these dreams frequently? Or is it because of… what happened?” Losing our child.

of this now. I wish not to think about this.” There was a wild, desperate look

“What do you

need?”

inside you.” What he was asking for must have dawned on him because horror joined desperation. “Fuck, I

closer, and rolled onto her back, parting her thighs. Lifting the hem of her nightgown, she bared herself for him.

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this. It’s not fair to

take care of you? she coaxed him, urging him forward. “Use me if it helps ease the

his eyes. “I don’t want to

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

softened his

he moved between her legs, his hands shaking as he hastily

pressed against her femininity, but he

the soft curves of her breast. Dipping his head,

bit her lip, her breath catching.

his head closer,

so much. My powerful, powerful man.” The murmurs poured naturally from her lips, warmth rising

growled low in his throat, his mouth tugging hard on her nipple while his

man, making her feel every pull, every strong suction. Sending sharp pulses of pleasure straight

touch… every pull

to suspect her dearest had a particular

this. Clinging to her, lost in his hunger, while Emeriel

she couldn’t stop the soft moan

her, Daemonikai shifted, raising her leg over his

the sharp cry rushing to her throat at

“That’s it, my

move, slow and deep, his thick

as he angled himself

him as small cries

steady rhythm of his thrusts, created a