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

Chapter 559:

She tilted her head, offering her neck. “Drink from me, My King.”

Daemonikai’s gaze remained fixed on the curve of her neck. “Bloodfeeding is going to make us desire each other even more,” he said, restraint clear in his voice. “And as much as I would like to be inside you again… yesterday was your first time, and I was insatiable. You need rest.”

It was true.

Even after the warm bath and soothing herbs, Emeriel’s body had not fully recovered from their passion. She was still sore, still aching. But despite the discomfort, she couldn’t deny the pull she felt toward him.

“You’re hungry. I don’t mind,” she insisted.

His hands tightened around her waist, pulling her closer. “I’m alright, Riel. It’s not that bad yet,” he murmured, his lips brushing her temple. “Besides, bloodfeeding will only awaken my appetite even more, making me hunger for both your blood and your body.”

“If you want to… uhm,” she cleared her throat, whispering, “I’d let you.”

given me more than enough.” With that, he gently guided her head to rest against his chest. “Now, get some sleep.

grew heavier, and she nodded

being inside

smile, her body relaxing further

Go through the back! Save yourself!” The desperate command echoed through the dim silence of

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to the faint light

thrashing beside her, his chest heaving, his fists clenched, white-knuckling

voice broke, raw with

Her hand hovered inches from his

last time he’d woken from a nightmare beside her flashed vividly in her mind—a moment that had nearly cost her her life. “Myka, where is Alvin?!” His voice rose again, desperate. “Where

He was trapped again, reliving the terror of a father failing to save his children. It wasn’t real, but the horror in his voice