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

Chapter 804:

He lowered his head to the pale column of her neck, inhaling deeply as his fangs extended further and sank into her skin.

She cried out, her body trembling. She tried to free her hands, but he held them firmly, keeping her in place. He drank.

Heaven and hell—her blood.

He couldn’t contain the low purr that rumbled from deep within his chest. His restless beast preened like a great feline, lazily rubbing its head against his ribs.

Daemonikai closed his eyes again, savoring the ambrosia. Already, his body felt warmer where it had been cold. Stronger.

writhing. Her musk filled the air—sweet and thick. He didn’t miss the

beneath her to feel, and now he was growling. She was making a mess. Dripping like

tight—unused to the visit of his thick, starving cock for far too long. For now, he contented himself with a single finger,

her voice trembling and drawn out. “You fill me

finger. I haven’t even started to fill

kept drinking. Kept stroking. Her body sang for him as he

built. He felt her tightening around him, sensed the quiver in her voice as she fell into the abyss. Her legs shook beneath her where she knelt, her hips pushing back against his hand even

to slow, thinning to a trickle, but he didn’t want to stop. He drank greedily, even as her cries intensified with the prolonged release. Then they softened,

heard a faint sigh of discomfort, he knew he had

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