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

hands roaming, trying to touch

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

growled, then purred, vibrating against her as his phallus stiffened

need to have you again. I

himself up again, and with

feeling… it

holding her tightly. “Do

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the rush of sensation. “You feel… so

“Fuck… fuck.”

bury his face in her neck. There he stayed, breathing her in, his hips moving in short, hard thrusts,

something else entirely. His were crazy.

eye—and what she saw stole her breath. She had always known Daemonikai was intense.