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

Chapter 641:

“Riel,” he rumbled, voice rough with sleep.

Butterflies attacked her belly.

“Yes, I apologize for waking you from slumber, but I know what today is, and I know you have to leave early, so… I prepared your bath.”

Daemonikai rose, shifting to sit at the edge, but instead of getting up, he reached for her. His arms encircled her waist, pulling her closer until she stood between his legs. He buried his face in her chest, taking a deep, shuddering breath.

“You smell like heaven wrapped as a gift to mankind,” his muffled deep voice vibrated against her skin. He missed me too. Emeriel bit back a moan. It’s good to know she wasn’t the only one feeling this way.

Her hands hovered uncertainly for a moment before settling in his hair, fingers threading through the dark strands. His breath against her skin made her shiver.

Raising his head, eyes slitted drowsily, he said in a soft command, “Kiss me.”

Emeriel’s head lowered instantly, her lips pressing softly to his. A shudder ran through her at the contact.

like sweet heaven. This was the closest to intimacy they

to separate them, his hooded gaze lifted to her

And so

explored the contours of his mouth, but soon, the pent-up longing inside her took over. She kissed him with a desperate fire

mind was blank. It took her

Right. His bath.

in an unsteady

“Your bath is ready.”

if debating whether or not to pull

and down the hallway to hers, savoring the feel of him at her side. The way his body

would return tomorrow, and

him to, one day, be hers completely,

was not ashamed

for the Celestial Offering.

the

she