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.

feel you,” he murmured between

you too,” she choked out, her hands roaming, trying

along her neck, her shoulder, her breasts. “I knew you smelled good, incredible,

vibrating against her as his phallus stiffened once again, hard and

to have you again. I can’t…

strong hand lifted her leg as he lined himself up again,

The feeling… it was out

too deep,” he rumbled, holding her tightly.

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the rush of sensation. “You feel…

“Fuck… fuck.”

help himself. He pulled her back into him, resting her head on the bed, only to bury his face in her neck. There he stayed, breathing her in, his hips moving in short, hard thrusts, his breath harsh against her skin. One of his hands cradled their child, the other laced their

something else

Emeriel saw herself through his mind’s eye—and what she saw stole her breath.