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

it so well.” The lady’s eyes sparkled

“Am I?” Emeriel breathed.

here, taking his tongue, savoring every bit of pleasure he

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

at once. Embarrassed. Exalted.

bury her face in the sheets and

made her feel good.

get enough,” Alviara whispered for

pressed

as the pleasure surged through her

where the best

again, it surged through

framed her face as she devoured her, capturing every moan, every muffled sound as Emeriel trembled beneath