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 a

taking it so well.” The lady’s eyes sparkled

“Am I?” Emeriel breathed.

looked ravenous. Predatory. Her gaze devoured Emeriel. “You’re incredibly sexy like this. Lying here, taking his tongue, savoring every bit of pleasure he gives you, without

open book, Princess. A very receptive open book.” Her voice dropped into a low, husky purr. “It makes you

everything at

the sheets and hide. But oh…

made her feel good.

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

tongue pressed deeper inside

as the pleasure surged through her like

the

it surged

more, stealing her cries, drinking them in. The courtesan’s hand framed her face as she devoured her, capturing every