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

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

scarcely conscious of spreading her thighs with his knees, untying his pants in fast, jerky

into her.

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

hard, unrestrained, pounding

stroke fed his beast, every cry from her lips

cry. “Oh gods, so full, so good, ugh so big–more!” Gibberish spilled from her lips as her

was everything he had warned her about and more.

had tried–to hold back, to slow down, but

and in her soul, that she

her until

clenched him like a vice, her scream tearing through the night

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of vulgarities he

tightness milked his release, strangling him so good, pulling him into a tide of sensation so great

lose his damn mind.

as he

you belong to?” he

“You!” she cried.

her Syren glands without mercy with every word, “Who.

was a hiss, drawing

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

this state. He gritted his teeth so hard they nearly cracked, channeling, the wild need into his plunges.

again in a crescendo of pleasure

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