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.

yours,” she purred.

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

window to stand behind the female presenting

birds with one stone. Satisfy both lusts–sex and blood–in one act. Efficient. Necessary.

he was at war with

dreaded doing this, but

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offering him, nothing prepared him for how repulsed

Emeriel was all he

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was ready for him.

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

he was feeling this way. This was

stripped in silence, casting his garments aside. “Come to me”

him. It was she who leaned in first, lifting her chin as she pressed her lips to his. The kiss was more a claim than an

let it happen. He palmed his soft cock, stroking himself roughly out of necessity

last time I needed to do this to ready myself?

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

eyes, waiting for his mind to conjure something–anything–that would help. He searched for those sensual memories that had once driven him

Nothing happened.

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

himself drift to who he actually wanted to think about.

with her flooded his mind. Both

coupling, every tender lovemaking. Every whispered laughter, pleas, and desperate

pushed her limits. Her scent, her taste.

arousal as he

against

voice jack–knifed him. It sounded

your mouth, he snarled inwardly, forcing himself to ignore it. He walked her backward to the bed, followed her down. and covered her

breasts,”

the illusion was

in the present, to the female who was not