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.

had clawed his

still have these dreams frequently? Or is

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

“What do you

need?”

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

okay, dearest.” She pulled him closer, and rolled onto her back, parting her thighs. Lifting the hem of her nightgown,

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

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

his eyes. “I don’t

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

and relief softened his tormented

a sharp exhale, he moved between her legs, his hands shaking as he

pressed against her femininity, but he

ripping it with one tug, he exposed the soft curves of her breast. Dipping his head, his mouth closed over her nipple, sucking it hungrily.

bit her lip, her breath catching. Her breasts

she cradled his head closer, holding him to

so much. My powerful, powerful man.” The murmurs

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

sucked with the enthusiasm of a starving man, making her feel every pull, every strong suction. Sending sharp pulses of pleasure straight to her core.

with every touch… every pull of his mouth.

her dearest had a particular

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

she couldn’t stop the soft

her leg over his hip. Then, in one smooth

the sharp cry rushing to her throat

she encouraged. “That’s it, my

to move, slow and deep, his thick length stretching

angled himself at an uncomfortable–looking position,

cupped her breast, offering it to him

with the steady rhythm of his thrusts, created a sweet agony that