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

Chapter 562:

He stirred slightly, finding himself face-to-face with Emeriel’s soft, creamy breast.

Her dark, flushed, enticing nipple pointed directly at him, and his mouth watered at the sight. His body stirred as he became acutely aware of their intimate connection.

The memories of his nightmares—and the fevered lovemaking that followed—flooded his mind.

Gritting his teeth, Daemonikai summoned every ounce of restraint he possessed to keep from taking her again.

He withdrew from her tight, warm heat, even as it clung to him, trying to pull him back in. The sensation nearly undid him, but he persisted, finally freeing himself.

He pulled her torn garment up, covering her succulent breast to shield them from his wandering eyes. Then, he simply watched her sleep.

lips, the tiny freckle adorning her nose, the steady rise

hasn’t truly been alone in centuries, it was a terrifying concept. But then you came along. Maybe Ukrae doesn’t hate me as

stirring in his heart. If only he had artistic skills… Daemonikai would draw her just like

expression. Her hair spread around her like a

down, placing a tender kiss on her nose. “Thank you for last

live

the room to fill a basin with water,

gently parted her thighs, exposing her pretty, sweet privates to his eyes once

fluid from her inner thighs. When the cloth brushed directly over her tender core,

within him. She was likely aching all over, because he had

even gentler now, taking far longer than necessary to ensure she was cared for without disturbing her