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

Chapter 318

PRINCESS AEKEIRA

“You have to take my knot,” Grand Lord Vladya’s voice was strained as his release neared.

Aekeira barely heard him. Her entire world had shrunk to sensation, to pleasure, to him. Every stroke sent her spiraling into euphoria, drowning in bliss so deep. She felt drunk on him, yet he did not bloodfeed from her.

She had long since lost count of how many times he had sent her over the edge. How many times she had screamed her pleasure for the world to hear.

Distantly, she heard his deep groan as he climaxed atop her, spilling his warm and thick release inside her.

But instead of the usual burn Aekeira had learned to live with, it sent her plummeting into yet another shattering orgasm. Tearing a broken cry from her throat, making her gripped the sheets as her sensitized body writhed and shook with pleasure overload.

Barely had she recovered before she felt a new sensation.

Aekeira gasped, her dazed mind struggling to process it. A stretch. No, an expansion.

Her eyes blinked open. “What is… what is…” Even her voice sounded slurred to her own ears.

“My knot.”

Already she could feel his penis growing, stretching her open, pulsing thicker inside her.

At first, it felt full. Blissfully full. But then, it kept expanding.

And soon, full became too full. Uncomfortably full.

“This is not normal. I–I do not think I can…” Her breath came in short, panicked gasps.

“You can,” Vladya soothed her, threading his fingers through her hair. “The first time is always uncomfortable, but I promise, you will eventually love it.”

She clenched around him, trembling. Torn between pleasure and the sheer impossibility of how much more he was forcing

her to take.

in two. Tears pooled

pride in his voice. “My

heat into her, a glow that settled deep. Made her want to

as his knot grew massive. And just when she was sure she could not take another

A perfect, locked fit.

shuddered out in

his lips over her damp temple. “You did beautifully well, sweetling. Hell, Aekeira, you feel so damn good on

He shifted–just a little.

searing through her nerves. Eyes going wide, her lips parted

a moan.

his face as he did it again. A slow, shallow grind,

on him while she convulsed in overstimulated bliss. Too intense,

down, gripping his

tiniest movement was too

knowingly. “Alright, sweetling. I will not do that again. But I still need to move us into

do not mind your

we remain this way for too long,” his arms tightened briefly around her before he shifted their position, rolling them onto their sides so they faced each other. “We do not know how long my knot will take

to stay awake, though sleep pulled at her, her eyelids

watching

was seeing her anew.

lips parted. “My

piercing intensity he always did–but now, something was different. As though

he said at last, his voice laced

heat had momentarily lifted,

She was a Syren.

him. Made for

hers. Well and truly

Tears burned her eyes.

that we might be compatible enough to become bondmates after the ritual under the moonlight. I hoped for the