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 the

she lay flat on her belly,

with his knees, untying

into her.

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

fucked her hard, unrestrained, pounding her into

every cry from her lips fueled

“Oh gods, so full, so good, ugh so big–more!” Gibberish spilled from her lips as her voice shifted with every sound–moans,

everything he had warned her about and

he had tried–to hold back, to slow

to know, to feel it in her bones and in her

that knowledge into her until there

like a vice, her scream tearing through the

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he would never use on a normal day as his thruste

good, pulling him into a tide of sensation so great he thought

lose his damn mind.

as

you belong

“You!” she cried.

angry punches nailing her Syren glands

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

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

Out! It slammed against his mind, wanting control, wanting to mount her in

gritted his teeth so hard they nearly cracked, channeling, the wild need into

a crescendo of pleasure as she tensed under him,

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