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

Chapter 664
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Chapter 664: "Take every last drop." Her teary eyes fluttered up to him, and she nodded in obedience, relaxing into his hold.

Damn. Her submission, her trust.

Did she have any idea what she did to him? Times like this, he was grateful their kind always released in abundance. Of course, the irony was that even with that, it was difficult to impregnate their females.

But right now, none of that mattered. Not when he was watching her throat work to swallow him down, feeling the desperate way she clung to him, knowing the effect his semen had on her body.

His hungry, eager kitten soon sought more, lips clamping tighter, eyes half-lidded in pleasure as she sucked greedily. Her tongue lapped, her mouth slurping with an eagerness that kept him hard, fire burning in his veins.

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And the night stretched on.

Session after session, she took him, letting him use her mouth as he pleased.

But the longer he held back from giving her what she needed most-the longer her hungry pussy remained painfully empty-the higher her heat rose. A slow-building tsunami.

She grew restless.

Shifting against him, small frustrated sounds slipped free.

At times, her hand drifted between her thighs, jerking as she tried to touch herself, but the relief she sought eluded her. Frustration followed.

A sound of dissatisfaction escaped her, and her hand fell away once more.

The need clawed at her, harsher, deeper.

Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes as she sucked him down, humping the sheets in urgent, futile friction, frantic for something more as he released once again into her throat.

She began to weep, cries of misery vibrating around his length. Her lust-filled blue eyes pleaded with him, begging him to end her suffering.

Fucking Ukrae.

Daemonikai could no longer do nothing.

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"Chere, dearling." Pulling her up, he gathered her quivering form in a full-body embrace. His lips brushed against the delicate curve of her neck, and at once, saliva filled his mouth at her intoxicating scent. His tongue darted out, licking the heated skin before his fangs sank deep. She cried out, arching sharply against him. He shoved his thigh between hers, pressing blatantly against her clitoris as he drank.

"Yes... oh yes, oh yes, Daemon, Daemon-ahhh!"

She undulated wildly against his leg, riding it desperately, her cries dissolving into high-pitched moans.

Daemonkai released pheromones, ve flooding her senses with them.

Emeriel writhed in his arms-bucking, convulsing, scratching, and pinching him in the throes of her pleasure. He held her firmly through it all, even as she peaked, dissolving into a shuddering, wailing climax. Pleasure licked up his spine, and he spilled again, his seed jetting in thick, hot spurts.

Dawn flickered through the curtains, bathing them in pale light as he worked the last drops around her softened entrance. Then, he pushed two fingers inside. A pleased growl rumbled in his throat as her stubborn walls yielded to his touch. "Fuck, you feel so good, my little star."

He coated her inner walls with his release, and she made small, throaty sounds as he brushed against hen syren gland, Finally, he rolled over her, grasping her beneath the knees and bending her legs upward. He angled her body until her hips tilted, her ass arched, leaving her open and ready.