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

Chapter 340

Chapter 340

She knocked once.

Shit. Sinai needed to tamp down her anticipation, excitement, and relief.

Who would have thought that just when she was about to surrender, Fate would choose to smile upon her?

It’d been so long since she’d received the message that, at first, it had failed to register. But when it did, she had flown from her bed and readied herself with a speed she’d not thought herself still capable of.

And now, she stood before the chamber where the soldier had escorted her to, clad in one of her finest, most enticing nightrobes. One that clung to her body like a second skin, cut to reveal more than it concealed. Easy to slip from the shoulders. Easier still to discard entirely.

For effect, she had bathed herself in the oils of meccai leaves to deepen her blood’s scent. Making her more tempting. Divine.

“Enter.”

Sinai walked inside and quietly closed the door. The room was dark with only the flicker of a single brazier near the bed.

Daemonikai stood by the window, arms crossed, his back to her. “Take off your clothes. Get on the bed. Present to me.”

Good news never sounded better. Nothing sounded better.

Her arousal lightning fast, as she slipped the thin straps from her shoulders. It pooled at her feet. The temptation to ask what had changed was strong.

Not long ago, this same male had looked her dead in the eyes and told her he wanted nothing to do with her. So what had changed?

Sinai bit down on her tongue. She would not ask, would not ruin this moment with foolishness. Not when she had come so far. She was so close.

Whatever it was that shifted in him had brought him to her, and she would not risk shattering it.

For the first time in longer than she could remember, she stood bare before him–and it had nothing to do with feeding him in the ways of old. This time, there was no Evie stretched seductively across the bed, stealing the moment from her.

No, tonight was just the two of them.

She climbed onto the bed and settled herself as ordered. Arching her back, she offered herself to him. Open. Ready.

she

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

left the window to stand behind the female presenting before

chosen Sinai for a reason. Two birds with one stone.

at war with himself.

this, but now standing behind Sinai, staring at her body

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nothing prepared him for how repulsed he was feeling.

he didn’t want this, Emeriel was all he desired,

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was ready for him. Wet and

parted every inch of her beckoned him to take. Yet his

he was feeling this way. This was going to be harder that

stripped in silence, casting his garments aside.

him. It was she who leaned in first, lifting her chin as she

He palmed his soft cock, stroking himself roughly out of

I needed to do this to ready

with his free hand, squeezing it, his thumb flicking over the nipple in

would help. He searched for those sensual memories that had once driven him to lust. Whenever he had to do this in a distant past, it was

Nothing happened.

best ones with her, every fevered memory that could have gotten him

dropped the pretense, and allowed himself drift to who he actually wanted

with her flooded his mind. Both as Emeriel and

coupling, every tender lovemaking. Every whispered

peak of pleasure. Her screams as she pushed her limits. Her

hardened, rising from near–limp to full, aching arousal as he let himself drown in

moaned against his mouth.

him. It sounded wrong.

snarled inwardly, forcing himself to ignore it. He walked her backward to the bed, followed her down. and covered her body with his

breasts,” she whispered

just like that, the

back in the present, to the female who was not his