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

Chapter 819:

He shifted into position, the head of him resting at her entrance.

“Guide me in, darling,” he said softly.

She turned and bent forward again, taking hold of him. Tilting her hips, tears streamed freely down her face as she guided him toward herself.

“Help me,” she whispered.

And he did. Pushing his hips forward, he pressed into her until he was fully inside.

Emeriel felt… at peace.

The ghosts were still there, like shadows dancing at the edges of her mind, but that was all they were now. Shadows. A distant past with no place in her present or her future.

as she smiled at him. He leaned over her, careful not to rest his weight on her belly, one hand cradling her face tenderly as he

him like this again, stretching her, so thick and

incredible. Everything

of hair clinging to her temple and tucked them

again,

“Alviara…?”

here is

do you

She shifted, drawing him in deeper.

His smile was faint but filled with pride

feel

it rested on her

“My king…”

for this. You have no idea how incredible this feels… fuck, you have no idea how good it is to