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

Chapter 669:

He wouldn’t have dared fuck her so close to that hypersensitive spot unless he was certain her heat could endure it—and he knew this one could. It wasn’t a minor heat, but a full, overwhelming one. So he gave her sensations that should have been agony but instead came as blinding pleasure.

Her thighs, cradling either side of his hips, fell open in helpless surrender as tremors wracked her body. Her toes curled and uncurled violently, and her eyes grew wider with each passing second.

Then, the time bomb he had been building inside her detonated.

“DAEMON—!”

It wasn’t a scream. It was a shriek—wild, desperate, shattered. So high, so unladylike, so utterly debauched. And as her walls clenched around his cock, he groaned and spilled thick ropes of cum directly into that abused, fluttering entrance, his cock twitching fiercely as he kept thrusting.

A gush of liquid exploded from between her legs, drenching them both, soaking his thighs and the sheets beneath.

Daemonikai faltered mid-stroke, stunned.

“Did you just… squirt?”

answer. She

was gone, lost in the endless abyss of ecstasy he had thrown

yes. Even for a gusher like her, the release had been

exhaled, awed by her—by what he

his touch the way she did.

are, do you?” he growled possessively, pressing

sobbed, thrashing her

“Please, please—”

like a good girl, Riel.

reason, until all she could do was beg. Because he would always rather give her too much than

the chamber, growing

Ruthless. Unrelenting. Inescapable.

dragged her through mini-orgasms and aftershocks, wringing tiny, broken sobs from her with each stroke, even as she quivered and sobbed

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could take it. She was his. This was what she needed. And