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

Chapter 649:

Emeriel grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her hard.

“Of course you can! You are strong! You can overcome—”

The words died in Emeriel’s throat as fire rose deep in her core, like scorching lava, burning and burning.

Snatching her hands away, Emeriel threw her head back as a loud wail of agony ripped from her throat.

“Em, are you all right!?” Aekeira’s voice was faint, distant, as though coming from another world.

“Hers is here too!” Madam Livia’s muffled voice followed.

“Amie, come, help me move her!”

All Emeriel could hear clearly was the crackling of flames. Deep inside her belly, everything burned.

Her organs were flaming. Her womb scorching. Her womanhood seared with unbearable need.

Emeriel’s nipples throbbed, painfully sensitive. Even the brush of fabric there sent sharp jolts of pain through her.

clothes, Emeriel

Heedless.

air was too

Too hot. Really hot.

Suffocating her.

stop!” She let out

“MAKE IT s-s-STOP!”

voices rose in the air

of absolute suffering, emanating from the very depths

walls, piercing the hearts of all

“MAKE IT STOP!!!”

breathing loudly, breathing deep. The night’s air howled past them, a blur of dark trees

were no strangers to long runs. Over the years, they had pushed their endurance to its limits, testing themselves against time and

time, their women were

without pause for hours, not even slowing to drink. Their bodies screamed for rest.

cut through the Dark Woods—it’s shorter,” Daemonikai

tales

more dangerous,” Vladya