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

Chapter 361

Chapter 361

Chapter 361

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“The w–way you’re looking at me…” Emeriel squirmed, shifting her weight from foot to foot.

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She stood before him now, waiting for him to tell her how he wanted her. And her cheeks had flushed an utterly endearing shade of red.

“And how is that?” Daemonikai drawled, though he already knew. Gods, he knew.

“Like you would…” she faltered, lowering her gaze. “Like you’re imagining being… in–inside me.”

“Huh. That is startlingly accurate.”

He watched as the flush deepened, spreading down her throat and over her collarbone. “Oh. She stared at her feet. Or tried to. He held back a smile and rose to his feet, loving the way her chin tilted up to find his face. “I will teach you how to bloodfeed in the ways of old.”

Her lips parted in a soft breath as he reached for her, unfastening the ties of her gown with a gentleness that belied his lust. Bare, he guided her to the center of the room.

“Kneel.”

She lowered herself to the floor. He circled her slowly, letting his eyes roam over the curve of her spine, the way her hips flared. His beast grumbled, restless and eager beneath his skin.

“Are you comfortable?” he asked at last.

in

head to

he nearly groaned aloud.

times than he could

ran his tongue over his aching gums. His fangs lengthened, straining for her

alright?” she whispered, halting and unsure. “Do you… need something else

was she truly that naive? Did she not know

Hunger rippled through every hoarse word. “Close your eyes, Riel.”

her. He lowered his head to

tried to pull her hands free, but he caught in one of his own

blood. Heavens

back the low purr rising from deep in his chest. His restless beast preened like a great feline, rubbing its head against his ribs

ambrosia. Already his body felt warmer where

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knelt, her hips rocking. Her musk broke out in the air like the sweetest scent. He didn’t miss the slick

reached underneath her to feel, and now he was growling. She was making

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gasp. She was really wet but had become really narrow without a visit from his fat, hungry dick for so long. But he settled

wobbly, drawn–out moan. “You

fill you. I wish I could. Fates, I really need

sang for him as he coaxed more

she tumbled over the edge

her cries grew louder from prolonged

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