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

Chapter 277

Chapter 277

Chapter 277

It was in her eyes, in the soft parting of her lips, in the way her body arched ever so slightly beneath him.

“What instinct do you have?” her voice carried a slight tremor.

“You don’t want to find out,” he warned. Lowering his forehead to hers, he pressed her down more firmly with his weight, letting her feel his fat arousal. His control was fraying fast. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Just keep still.”

“No.”

The single word was a lightning strike, freezing every muscle in his body.

Daemonikai’s head snapped back, his gaze locking onto hers with incredulity. “What did you just say?”

“No, I won’t submit,” she breathed. “I refuse to submit.”

“What are you doing?” Daemonikai’s muscles went taut, visibly trembling as he fought himself.

His beast raged inside him, banging against his chest, trying to force a shift. She must submit to us! She is our mate!

“Don’t do this, Emeriel,” he warned. “If I take you this way, it will be… animalistic.”

“Do it.” Her defiance burned as brightly as the blush on her cheeks. “Show me you are my Urekai Alpha.”

His body vibrated harder, desire and restraint warring. He could feel his beast rising, digging its claws into him.

No, stay away from this. You are not needed here-

“Maybe Lord Herod would make a better alpha,” Emeriel taunted. “He’s strong enough to hold me down and give me what I

silencing the woods

was barely aware of flipping her over and tearing her clothes off. Now, she lay flat on her belly, him pressed over her,

of spreading her thighs with his

into her.

she tried

unrestrained, pounding her into the

fed his beast, every cry from her lips

spilled from her lips as her voice shifted with every sound–moans,

was everything he had warned her

had tried–damn it, he had tried–to hold back, to slow

know, to feel it in her bones and in her soul, that she

that knowledge into her until there

her scream

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Chapter 277

a string of vulgarities he would never use on a normal

strangling him so good, pulling him into a tide of

lose his damn mind.

tightened as he resumed fucking

do you belong to?”

“You!” she cried.

angry punches nailing her Syren glands without mercy

“I’m yours! I’m yours, oh gods…” Each breath was a hiss, drawing out

should be enough, but it wasn’t. Not for him, and certainly not for his raging

mind, wanting control, wanting to

NOT unleashing on her in this state. He gritted his teeth so hard they nearly cracked, channeling, the wild need into his plunges. He took her harder, forcing himself to focus on her cries and

of pleasure as she tensed under him, another peak building

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