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

Chapter 814:

“Y-yes.”

“Do you see how he holds himself back? Those hands of his ache to be on you. That mouth longs to devour you. And yet… he waits.”

Emeriel let out a soft whimper, squeezing her thighs together. Why did hearing it from someone else make it feel so much more intense?

“He’s starving for you,” Alviara whispered. “And still, he waits. Do you know why? Because he will never take what you are not ready to give.”

She had seen it in his patience these past months, in the way he held back when she couldn’t offer more. But hearing it from someone else… seeing it through Alviara’s eyes… it hit differently.

Emeriel’s arm, sending a shiver through her. “Not because you feel it’s your duty—no one is going to make you lie down in this bed and give yourself to him. Do it because

or to

needed all of

out her hand. “Please… come to

front of her before the last syllable left her lips. Towering, enclosing, surrounding her. She breathed him in, feeling a deep

her longing and desperation into that kiss. It was quick, a little clumsy, but brimming

he was kissing her

She drowned in him.

tire of his kisses, never lose her addiction to the feel of his mouth, to his taste, to the

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