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

Chapter 691:

“I am ready,” she breathed.

“Let’s not—”

“Please, let’s try…”

Daemonikai searched her eyes. What he saw there broke his damn heart.

Still, he gave in to her, capturing her lips in a kiss.

It was gentle. Soft. Patient.

After a moment, she kissed him back, her hands tentatively sliding up his arms. A quiet, needy sound left her.

Only then did he move again. He began to push inside her, inch by inch. Her heat enveloped his cock, welcoming him. Soft. Yielding. Molding against him in ways that sent pleasure curling up his spine.

then, she wrenched her mouth from his and

striking blindly, fingers clawing at

cries rose

so quickly, she lost her footing and tumbled off the edge with a thud. But even as she hit the ground, she did not

on hands and knees until her back met the far wall. Then, she pressed herself into the

to her chest, and

stop hurting me, I’m really sorry…!

litany as she rocked herself back and forth,

died inside of

was a frozen statue as his female ran from him in the worst way one

press herself further against the wall to get away from him, he could not

he had stood before her bed, gazed at her wounds, and saw the damage he caused. Never did he think that

a fraction of her suffering… and

During the heat, her body forgave him too. But the deepest part of her mind, which had finally trusted him as her protector—the part he

so sorry, I’m so sorry,” she still whispered, even in her deep fear that he would ignore her “no” and pounce