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.

called savages. Stripped of the barest logic they

into her again, resuming the feeding as

of her emotions hit him like a storm, tearing an orgasm from him so intense it nearly

her

screams echoed through the chamber, their bodies trembling together, drowning

together, his arms wrapped around her, both of them shaking

Emeriel collapsed, slipping

her. He

against his primal side and pretend to be more

chest, careful

hand spread protectively over the curve of her stomach; the bond

flutter of life. His child. Daemonikai’s fingers traced small, reverent circles over her skin. Out of everything else, he could spend an