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…!”

would not. She was ruined. Ravaged.

Pounding into her even as more slick gushed from her loosened body, making

voice sounded wrecked. “Just a little bit more.” He was obsessed with

her enticing

He was starving.

she was right there.

a grunt of surrender, he sank them home.

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

melted into the

not have done that. Her blood trickled down his throat like a hot, rich

release jetting out in thick, powerful ropes,

shook. His breathing loud. His

on top of her. For the briefest moment, all strength left him, and he felt as weak as

semen dribbled from her, thick and plentiful, threatening

snarl tore

he seized her limp thighs, pressing them together, tilting her hips upward

drip

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

her. Sweeping his s

while to ensure

finally stepped out and headed

stood by the window, a glass in hand, staring outside. At the sound of Daemonikai’s footsteps, he turned slightly, glancing over his shoulder.

asked as he approached.

a long day…

“Emeriel too.”

Vladya, both of them stared down at the courtyard

the morning. Firelight flickered across the

with joy. The people were rejoicing. The news

remembered the terrifying events of yesterday and sobered. “Those sisters may be human, but their wills surpass even a Urekai’s. Ukrae truly blessed us with

acquired them. There are twenty–one human kingdoms, and yet, somehow, Navia was the one we chose to bestow our