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.

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

her core,

lust stared at him, but did not see

alright?” he asked in

did not

body hovering over hers but not moving. Instead, he waited for her ‘go

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torture, yet he held

fine,” she said at last, but there

“Do not stop.”

he pushed forward,

squeezing her eyes

His chest constricted.

“Emeriel…”

be fine,” she gasped,

give me

the demons you gave