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

Chapter 777:

“I’d abandon everything—meetings, wars, my own fucking name—just to live between your thighs.”

Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

“I’ll become useless to society.”

She melted beneath him, her moans pitching higher as he angled deeper. He makes me feel like the most desirable female in the world.

Closing her eyes, her world narrowed to this: his skin against hers, the slap of flesh, the way his breath fractured when she clenched around him.

Their bond pulsed. Humming with energy, charged.

“Look at you…” His voice fractured, hips stuttering. “Fuck.”

mesmerized by the way they moved together—the slide of

sight,” he groaned, his rhythm

have this scene framed,

yet her pleasure climbed higher, tighter, fed by his mouth. His words were as

fingers dug into

“Yes, please.”

for more. He wasn’t just making her addicted to sex—he was making her addicted to him. To the stretch of his arousal, the growl in

yesterday she struggled to take him? The thought was laughable

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“Ohhhh.”

forward, hands slamming against

storm—violent, overriding—her back