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.

wonder they were called savages. Stripped of the barest logic they possessed, they were nothing more

into her again, resuming the feeding as his

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

as he came, joining her as she

echoed through the chamber, their

her, both of them

Emeriel collapsed,

from her. He

pretend to be more man

gently against his chest, careful of her belly as

large hand spread protectively over the curve of her stomach;

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