That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King’s Slave Mate Novel

Chapter 171: What in the name of all that is holy was going on?

Vladya stopped completely. Disregarding the headache that split his skull and the tumultuous waves of anguish washing over him, he withdrew from her warm, tight heat.

Her legs came together, and she curled into herself protectively, crying and shaking like a leaf.

Seeing her in such a state hurt him deeply. Perhaps it was because, this time, Vladya had not set out to make it hurt. All his actions had been purely instinctual. He had no idea why his heart was squeezing the life out of him. "I am sorry," he blurted out. But seeing how distraught the girl was, he doubted she had heard him.

He rose, willing his erection to go down. Then, completely ignoring it, he put on his garments and silently walked away. Arousal still pulsated through him like a relentless drumbeat, his throbbing cock hard like granite, begging for release. But Vladya was done for the night.

This time, he was not driven by a thirst for her blood, but a profound yearning to fill her womb with his seed until her belly swelled up.

Either the feral madness was taking hold more rapidly than he had thought, or the human princess was truly some kind of witch.

AEKEIRA

What just happened? Aekeira wondered, her body and soul wracked with pain. Everywhere hurt. She had come dangerously close to passing out.

Her chamber door opened once again, and her heart impulsively reached out in desperation, wishing for Free Vladya's return. "Keira?" A familiar voice reached her ears.

A breath of relief escaped her. "Em?" she croaked.

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"Hey, it's okay. I'm here for you." Emeriel climbed into bed beside her and hugged her tightly. "He won't hurt you anymore. I saw him leave."

Her younger sister murmured soothingly, gently patting her hair. Emeriel's body trembled, and Aekeira could hear the strain in her voice. "It's okay, I've got you. I'm sorry I can't protect you from this. I wish I could."

How could Aekeira express to her sister that, despite the pain he had caused, she secretly longed for Lord Vladya's return?

How could she explain that, even in the midst of her hurt, she still yearned to feel his touch, to have him inside her again?

Something was seriously wrong with her.

Aekeira buried her face in Emeriel's throat and let her tears flow freely.

AMIE

The day bled into dusk, casting long shadows that stretched from the looming towers of Ravenshadow Fortress like grasping fingers. Amie walked with Emeriel along one of the many winding paths leading away from the sprawling fortress.

"Where did you say we were headed again?" Emeriel asked. Dust rose from the path with each step, swirling around their ankles like a smoky haze.

"To the barn, my lady. Madam Livia said you should assist me in milking the cows," Amie replied.

A flicker of doubt crossed Emeriel's brow, but she followed Amie anyway.

"Did you service Lord Vladya last night?" Amie asked as they walked. "I overheard two maids from Blackstone conversing by the well. Apparently, Lord Vladya…"

Dismissed a Urekai maid to go mount a human royal."

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