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

Chapter 847:

“Yes, my princess?”

“Someone—someone might come in—”

“I know. That’s why your body is clenched tight like a fist.” Another kiss on her shoulder. “You’re soaking this entire archive with your musk, embarrassed at the thought of being caught. Your scent is thick… suffocating, because someone could walk in and see the elegant princess with her clothes bunched around her hips, impaled on His Majesty’s cock in a public library, and she’s enjoying every second of it.”

A sob tangled with her moan.

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. His body curved over hers like a dragon hoarding treasure. “Don’t worry, my pretty slut,” he whispered in her ear. “If anyone dares to come in and sees you like this, I’ll tear out their eyes and feed them to them.” A growl followed. “The head librarian is standing guard right outside that door to make sure it doesn’t happen.”

he hear us?!” she

“Oh, yes. Let him hear how… good I fuck you, how good I make

press herself into the shelves as if the books could swallow her whole. He chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating against her skin as she tightened around him, dragging a groan from his chest.

angle he had been avoiding to prolong the moment, hitting every spot of pleasure. She screamed, moaned loudly. He loved every sound she made, but still… he couldn’t

traced the curve of her neck. “Better not say it. Unless you

kingdom know how well you

lips, trying with all her strength to

wet sounds echoed beneath them as the slick

again. “You take me so well. Remember this. Every time you come here, every time you reach for a book—remember how I bent you

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