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

Chapter 353

8 Apr

Chapter 353

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She shifted, and he raised his head, allowing her the space to move. Sliding from his lap awkwardly, down between his open legs. Emeriel straightened to her knees.

“What are you doing?” he asked, a little uncertain. “Are you comfortable?”

“Yes.” She reached into his loose trousers pulling him free.

Understanding dawned in his eyes and they narrowed.

Her mouth watered. “Will you let me?”

This had been on her mind since her last heat. She had enjoyed it then–perhaps a little too much. Whether that had been driven by instinct or her own desire, she still wasn’t sure. But she hadn’t gathered the courage to ask him for this again. Until

now.

His eyes assessed hers. “Are you sure?”

Let me help dispel the cold. “Yes, please.” It was the first time Emeriel had ever seen him truly flaccid. And even now, in this state, he did not appear small.

He guided her head forward and Emeriel took him in.

The feel of him, the stretch of her jaw–it was all familiar. She drew back a little, lips gliding along his length, pressing a tentative kiss to his head. A timid flick became several bolder strokes as she grew more confident.

Soon, she took him back into her mouth, deeper this time, braver, until he nudged the back of her throat.

Gagging once, Emeriel withdrew only a little to steady herself. She swallowed, prepared herself, and dived down again, calmer, more determined.

He hardened quickly as she worked him, swelling in her mouth, filling her. Each pulse beneath her tongue gladdened her heart, giving her more confidence. She closed her eyes, pouring all her focus into making him feel good. Lips tightened. Tongue pressed firmer.

moved with more passion. Every shiver in his breath in the silent, darkened

firm, ready. His release came with a deep grunt,

pulse, until there was nothing left. Cleaning

feeling flushed and warm, gazing up at

tension drained from him. He

Emeriel mewled, content. Resting her head on his thigh, staring at his half–hard

couldn’t help herself, she leaned forward and mouthed him

“You really

hummed softly, lips around him, eyes drooped… content. She nodded, refusing to let go, even to answer.

move to stop her. His hand returned to her hair, tangled in, and rested there. “One of the

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naughty little vixen.”

even as she continued her slow, languid motions. Sucking, tugging, rolling him on her tongue until his

once more.

of sheer eagerness, she swallowed him down again, going straight for seconds.

dissolved around

she was greedily draining him a again, her knees ached from kneeling, and her jaw throbbed from the effort. At last, reluctantly,

his arms around her waist. He guided her onto his lap again with careful hands, looking at her

full

face against his neck, mumbling. “You do not think me… wanton?”

wanton,” he drawled, flicking one of her aching, sensitive nipples with a teasing touch that made

safety of his embrace. One large

and in my life.” He tipped her face up and kissed her forehead. “You make everything… bearable.”

by what happened. I’m sorry about your late bondmate, Alvin, and Myka,” she said. “You had a wonderful family, and I’m so sorry someone as evil as Lord Zaiper took them from

life did I think a day would come when I could think of them like this, and it wouldn’t feel like knives and fire. That it would feel… almost

She understood.

years ago, if this truth had come to light, it would have destroyed him to the extent of

walking free for centuries, untouched. No one the

Daemonikai said after a moment.

“My king…”

I tell you about my boys?”