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

his throat was animalistic, silencing the woods around them… and everything became a

her over and tearing her clothes off. Now, she lay flat on her belly, him pressed over her, holding her hands captive above her

of spreading her thighs with his knees,

into her.

as she tried

fucked her hard, unrestrained, pounding

fed his beast, every cry from her

moaned in a broken cry. “Oh gods, so full, so good, ugh so big–more!” Gibberish spilled from her

her about

had tried–damn it, he had tried–to hold back, to slow down, but his control

to know, to feel it in her bones and in her soul, that she was his. Made for

will brand that knowledge into her until there is

her scream tearing through the night as

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in a string of vulgarities he would never use on a normal day

so good, pulling him into a

lose his damn mind.

her wrists tightened as he resumed fucking into her

you belong

“You!” she cried.

That.” His thrusts were angry punches nailing her Syren glands without mercy with every word, “Who. Do You.

yours! I’m yours, oh gods…” Each breath was a hiss, drawing out the ssss, her eyes rolling back into

Not for him, and certainly not for his raging

against his mind, wanting control, wanting to mount

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

pleasure as she tensed under him, another peak

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