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

animalistic, silencing

off. Now, she lay flat on her belly, him pressed over her, holding her

thighs with his knees, untying his pants in fast, jerky

into her.

as she tried to adjust to him, but he gave her

her hard, unrestrained, pounding

beast, every cry from her lips

good, ugh so big–more!” Gibberish spilled from her lips as her voice shifted with every sound–moans, screams, desperate pants. She shuddered beneath him, taking

warned her about and more.

hold back, to slow down, but

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

that knowledge into her until there

scream

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

good, pulling him into

lose his damn mind.

pinning her wrists tightened as he

you belong

“You!” she cried.

were angry punches nailing her Syren glands without mercy with every word, “Who. Do

howled in surrender. “I’m yours! I’m yours, oh gods…” Each breath was a hiss, drawing out the ssss, her eyes rolling

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

control, wanting

cracked, channeling, the wild need into his plunges. He took her harder, forcing himself to focus on her cries and the way

a crescendo of pleasure as she

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