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

Chapter 823:

Growling, he ravaged her with incredible intensity. He wanted to fuck her all night—through sleep and waking. To sink into her so deeply he’d need a damn map to find his way out.

To keep breathing in her scent until the world faded, until they both faded.

And when it was over, she would carry his scent for weeks.

She’d smell so much like him, the entire kingdom would think he’d pissed on her.

Fuck… he wanted to piss on her just to mark his territory.

With a growl, he bared his fangs.

“Gods, Emeriel,” he said, struggling against his caveman instincts.

the barest logic they

his teeth into her again, resuming the feeding as his hips

tearing an orgasm from him so intense it nearly

joining her as she

through the chamber, their

her, both of them

seconds, Emeriel collapsed, slipping into

from her. He couldn’t. He

to fight against his primal side and pretend to be more man than beast, the least he could have to stay

her gently against his chest, careful of her belly as he adjusted

over the curve of her stomach; the

drumbeat. Beneath his palm, he felt the faint flutter of life. His child. Daemonikai’s fingers traced small, reverent circles over her skin. Out of everything else, he could spend