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.”

good,” Emeriel admitted in a trembling

The lady’s

“Am I?” Emeriel breathed.

ravenous. Predatory. Her gaze devoured Emeriel. “You’re incredibly sexy like this. Lying here, taking his tongue, savoring every bit of pleasure he gives

receptive open book.” Her

felt everything at

wanted to bury her face in the sheets

feel good. Desired.

wonder our king can’t get enough,” Alviara whispered for her ears alone. “I

tongue pressed deeper inside

body arching as the pleasure surged through her like a

the

it surged

Alviara’s lips 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 sound as Emeriel trembled beneath the onslaught of