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

Chapter 690:

He groaned, holding her waist tighter.

Her head lolled, body growing heavier.

Daemonikai caught her, sliding a hand beneath the back of her head to keep it from rolling. Her breaths grew uneven, hitching slightly, her chest rising and falling faster.

Heat traveled through his veins, his cock pulsing in response.

Straining against his pants. Aching with lust.

He squeezed his eyes shut, fighting the rush of arousal that slammed into him. Dieties, he had missed her.

“I feel so hot,” Emeriel whined.

Daemonikai let out ragged breaths through his nose, his restraint wearing thin with each second. He could feel the dampness seeping through her undergarments, pressing against him. Her slick soaked through the thin material, and fucking hell, it was right there, teasing, tempting…

By the time he withdrew his fangs and sealed the wound, his control had packed up and left, and she was trembling in his arms.

of movement, Daemonikai rolled them, pinning her under him in the sheets. She panted, breathless, her eyes dark with heat. Her legs opened

heavily, grinding his cock against her core,

with lust stared at him, but did

in

did not

head, keeping his body hovering over hers but not moving. Instead, he waited for her

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was difficult. Downright torture, yet

she said at last, but

“Do not stop.”

hesitated. Then, he pushed forward, just a

squeezing her

His chest constricted.

“Emeriel…”

be fine,” she gasped, sucking in deep, shaky

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