MainNovelChapter 707: Not to mention the nausea and frequent dizzy spells.
Daemonikai waited by the door until the bath ended.
When she stood, her body gleamed in the lantern light. Droplets of water slid down her smooth skin, and his mouth went dry.
They were drying her when those eyes, blue as the summer sky, found him.
She smiled.
"My king." "Beloved." She looked down at her nakedness and blushed the slightest ruby.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe way she fretted over her modesty was endlessly amusing. He had seen and feasted on every inch of that addictive body, yet she blushed as if they'd only just met.
Already, his lousy mood was lifting.
Dismissing the slaves with a slight motion of his hand, they bowed and departed, leaving them alone.
"How do you fare this evening?" he asked as he crossed to her.
"Better than I did this morning." Her voice was stronger now, too.
He stared shamelessly at her body. Curves that held him captive. Plump, enticing breasts that made his mouth water. The flat plane of her belly where their child grew.
She did not hide from his wandering eyes, but the red dots on her cheeks were spreading.
"You are breathtaking." Daemonikai hoped to hell he didn't sound as hungry as he felt, but he wasn't sure he succeeded.
She gifted him that lovely smile again.
"Thank you." Lately, the way he desired her body rivaled his crumbling mind, each battling to see which would drive him over the edge first. It was like staring at his favorite meal, yet being unable to take a bite.
These days, his life hovered between trying to hold back and fighting himself not to pounce on her at every turn. But fuck, she called to him. Her smile, her scent, everything she did was a beckon that was torturous to ignore.
That, coupled with the healers' instructions—perhaps it was tto try again.
So, he pulled her into his arms.
"I'm going to kiss you," he said against her lips.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Please," she breathed, a sound of surrender.
He slotted his lips to hers.
Emeriel melted into him, her nakedness molding to his body. His dick, half-hard, brushed her belly as he kissed her, slowly backing her to the wall behind.
Read more at gvlnovom He caged her in, deepening the kiss she returned so passionately, pouring every longing thought into it.
His hand slid between her thighs, coaxing them to part for himom Stroking softly, Spreading the growing slick in slow circles.
Small sounds escaped her, sending fire through his blood. She clung to him as he played her body like a masterful musician with his favored instrument. The more he teased and stroked, the wetter she became, until she coated his hand.
He slipped a finger in.
"Gods..." she moaned, arching up, rising onto her tiptoes. Her eyes squeezed shut, her breathing unsteady.
"You have no idea how fucking good you feel, do you?" he murmured m against her throat, biting without breaking the skin. "You're taking that finger really well. Wantto fuck you with it?"
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