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

Chapter 757:

Emeriel’s lips thinned.

“The Mage King suggested we use magic to find him,” Daemonikai went on. “He can weave the spell… but it would require me to be paralyzed for a full month.”

Emeriel was already shaking her head before he finished.

“I said no,” he told her. “I will not be crippled and bedridden while enemies roam free in my kingdom.”

Daemonikai reached out, smoothing a stray strand of her hair back to join the others. “So I will stick with the plan I have.” His fingers lingered a heartbeat longer than necessary. “Find Zaiper first. Once I have him, finding the sorcerer will be simple.”

“I agree.” Emeriel’s long lashes lowered, shadowing her gaze. “So, I’ve been thinking…” When she lifted her eyes again, there was resolve in them. “I wish to feed you properly.”

He opened his mouth, but she held up a hand.

aren’t feeding as you should. I am

Dark magic or not, that truth remains. My blood still means something—because I am yours. With or

question. He hadn’t forgotten the healers’ warnings—that taking blood from her at an advanced stage could cause her discomfort. But what he’d neglected to remember

safe herbal concoctions the healers prepared for blood fortification. I can do

help him, he wanted

craved her blood with a hunger that was an ache in his fangs. He missed it. Missed her—the rich, potent taste of

around a hoarse word.

content

But she recovered quickly. “Good. How do

of the bed, standing against the wall—gods, Emeriel. I’ll

the thinking instead of his

the bounce of her breasts in her loose dresses, her wobbling ass. He averted his eyes when she beamed. Looked away when she flushed or was being shy. Tried not to look

say everything about her turned him on. Daemonikai was in a perpetual state of arousal around her. It was more torture than being hung upside down and branded with scalding