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

Chapter 713:

Shit. Sinai needed to tamp down her anticipation, excitement, and relief. Who would have thought that just when she was about to surrender, Fate would choose to smile upon her?

It had been so long since she’d received the message that, at first, it had failed to register. But when it did, she had flown from her bed and readied herself with a speed she hadn’t thought herself still capable of.

And now, she stood before the chamber where the soldier had escorted her, clad in one of her finest, most enticing nightrobes. One that clung to her body like a second skin, cut to reveal more than it concealed. Easy to slip from the shoulders. Easier still to discard entirely.

For effect, she had bathed herself in the oils of meccai leaves to deepen her blood’s scent, making her more tempting. Divine.

“Enter.”

Sinai walked inside and quietly closed the door. The room was dark, with only the flicker of a single brazier near the bed.

Daemonikai stood by the window, arms crossed, his back to her.

Get on

never sounded better. Nothing

straps from her shoulders. The robe pooled at

temptation to ask what had changed was strong. Not long ago, this same male had looked her dead

her tongue. She would not ask. She would not ruin this moment with foolishness. Not when she had

in him had brought

first time in longer than she could remember, she stood bare before him—and it had nothing

new

stretched seductively across the bed, stealing the

just the two

ordered. Arching her back, she offered herself to him.

“All yours,” she purred.

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

and stood behind

with one stone—satisfy both lusts—sex