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 purred.

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

King Daemonikai left the window to stand behind the

with one stone. Satisfy both

at

chamber, he’d dreaded doing this, but now standing behind Sinai, staring at her

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him for how repulsed

he desired, but he

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ready for

parted every inch of her beckoned him to take. Yet his stomach had turned inside

this way. This was going to be harder that

his

closer before rising to her feet. She walked to him and stopped just in front of him. It was she who leaned in first,

happen. He palmed his soft cock, stroking himself

was the last time I needed to do this to ready myself? Far too long.

breast with his free hand, squeezing it, his thumb flicking

his mind to conjure something–anything–that 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

Nothing happened.

all the best ones with her, every fevered memory that could have

the pretense, and allowed himself drift to who he actually

of his time with her flooded his mind.

every tender lovemaking. Every

as she reached the 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 her.

against

It sounded wrong. All wrong.

snarled inwardly, forcing himself to ignore it. He walked her backward to the bed, followed

breasts,”

that, the illusion

the female who was