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

Chapter 816:

A wave of absolute pleasure crashed through her senses, forcing a strangled cry from her lips.

The kiss broke as Alviara pulled back, her gaze fixed intently on Emeriel.

“Tell me what he’s doing,” the courtesan said softly.

“He’s… his tongue is…” Emeriel gasped, head thrown back, eyes fluttering as another moan escaped. “There.”

“Good girl,” Alviara’s voice was velvet-soft. “How do you feel?”

Emeriel’s face burned. She bit her lip.

“Come on… tell me.”

admitted in

well.” The lady’s eyes sparkled

“Am I?” Emeriel breathed.

gaze devoured Emeriel. “You’re incredibly sexy like this. Lying here, taking his tongue, savoring every bit of pleasure he gives you, without breaking eye contact with me. Letting me see everything you’re

open book, Princess. A very receptive open book.” Her voice dropped into a

at once. Embarrassed. Exalted.

bury her face in the sheets and hide.

made her feel good. Desired.

king can’t get enough,” Alviara whispered for her ears alone.

tongue pressed deeper inside

Emeriel gasped, her body arching as the pleasure surged through her

where the best

it surged through

pressed against hers once more, stealing her cries, drinking them in. The courtesan’s hand framed her face as she devoured her, capturing every moan, every muffled