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

Chapter 320

The wet, obscene sounds filled the chamber, growing louder with each sharp snap of his hips.

Ruthless. Unrelenting. Inescapable.

Dragging her through mini orgasms and aftershocks, wringing tiny broken sobs from her with each stroke, even as she quivered and sobbed beneath him. Yet he did not stop.

Because she could take it. She was his. This was what she needed. And he was all too happy to give it to her.

But then… the hunger came again.

Urekai males followed an unwritten rule: do not bloodfeed during heat sex.

The coupling was already too much. An overload of sensation. Throwing in bloodfeeding on top of it? Cruel.

The urge almost never came during heat.

Almost.

But now, it did.

Fucking hell, it did. Clawing at him like a feral defending its territory.

Daemonikai had no idea if it was because of her messy heat hormones failing to condition his rut properly, or the events of the night–the danger, the helplessness he had felt earlier–but the urge to possess her with his fangs was there. And it was

strong.

Gums aching, fangs throbbing, saliva pooling endlessly no matter how hard he swallowed.

“Your body should be outlawed,” his growl was as animalistic as his thrusts. Slam. Slam. Slam. “Too fucking addictive.”

“Mercy! Please! More. Oh gods. Enough. More-”

Daemonikai chuckled darkly, watching the delicious contradiction spill from her lips.

“My sweet, indecisive little slut…” he drawled, dragging his tongue over his teeth. “Make up your blissed–out mind.”

“Oh goddess…!”

not. She would not. She

more slick gushed from her loosened body, making the wet,

cannot stop,” his own voice sounded wrecked. “Just a little bit

eyes remained locked onto her enticing throat.

He was starving.

was right

a grunt of surrender, he sank

It rose in the air… and cut off. Everything in her went slack.

trembling bone, every tense fiber in her body melted into the sheets. His Riel–sweet, devoured, bewitching little princess–was out like

should not have done that. Her blood trickled down his throat like

as his cock exploded was muffled against her neck. He pumped into her, release jetting out in thick, powerful ropes, filling her up so deep. Spilling yet again into that pulsing loosened mouth of her

loud. His mind

and he felt as weak

his semen dribbled from her, thick and plentiful, threatening to

snarl tore from

on pure instinct, he seized her limp thighs, pressing them together, tilting her hips upward to keep every last drop of his cum inside

must drip out!

Mine, mine, MINE!

the bathing chamber, feeling calmer and satisfied. He draped himself in one of Vladya’s loose, comfortable

not want to take any chances. Pulling the blanket over her, he tucked it

her. Sweeping his s

to ensure she was truly

satisfied, he finally stepped out and headed for the

the sound of Daemonikai’s footsteps, he turned slightly, glancing over his

asked as he approached.

has had a long day…

“Emeriel too.”

both of them stared down at the courtyard

flickered across the cobblestone streets, the sounds of cheering, music, and

were rejoicing. The news of their ruler’s

remembered the terrifying events of yesterday and sobered. “Those sisters may be human, but their wills surpass

“I keep thinking about the day Ottai and I acquired them. There are twenty–one human kingdoms, and yet, somehow, Navia was the one we chose to bestow our presence upon.