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

Chapter 772:

She stilled, blinking, breath irregular. “Dae-Daemon?” her tone soft and fearful.

Behind her, his body had gone taut. His arm around her belly trembled faintly. He didn’t answer.

But she felt him.

His joy. His awe. His gratitude—so fierce. His is-this-real?

Most especially, Emeriel felt his love. Pure, real, and overwhelming. She could feel everything. Every piece of him. There were no shields now, no barrier.

“I can feel your pleasure. Your happiness,” Daemonikai rasped, his breath rushing out as his eyes roamed her face, intense and shining. His voice was hoarse. “Your love. I feel you, Emeriel. Our bond is back.”

Emeriel was crying now, but laughing too—the sound a messy blend of both. Her male did not care. He kissed her all over her face, frantic and unrestrained.

can feel you,” he

choked out, her hands roaming, trying to touch him wherever she

her neck, her shoulder, her breasts. “I knew you smelled good, incredible, but now—gods,

then purred, vibrating against her as his phallus stiffened once again, hard and hot behind

need to have you again. I can’t…

leg as he lined himself up again, and

against his chest. The feeling… it

deep,” he rumbled, holding her tightly. “Do you

available

managed through the rush of sensation. “You

“Fuck… fuck.”

bury his face in her neck. There he

was something else entirely. His were

eye—and what she saw stole her