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

Chapter 507: Forcing herself to stay present, she cleared her throat. "Sometimes, I go out just to gaze at the stars."

"It's calming. Freeing," he said, his eyes tracing the constellations. "And when you free your mind, letting go of idle thoughts, and simply follow the stars with your eyes, you get lost in their beauty. It's mesmerizing."

I could never do that, Your Highness. Because whenever I stargaze, all I can think about is you. I worry about you, about your well-being. In my imagination, I wake to find you at the door, waiting to take me back with you.

"Let's have a bonding ritual, Aekeira." GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

He would like to say that when Emeriel dropped her clothes, he became more concerned. That his worry tripled at her unexpected behavior, and he immediately demanded to know what was wrong.

But his mind went blank.

Bathed in the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains, Daemonikai got a clear view of his woman's body without the cloud of a rut… and almost swallowed his damn tongue.

She was exquisite. A goddess incarnate.

He stared, transfixed, completely captivated.

Every shred of rational thought slipped away, leaving only an overwhelming desire that surged through him. His cock hardened painfully, straining against the confines of his sleep pants.

"Fuck," he swore, his head spinning with desire.

"Your Grace…" Her soft voice pulled his focus to her face. She looked visibly nervous.

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Daemonikai rose from his bed and moved toward her. Slow and deliberate, like a predator closing in on its prey.

Emeriel's eyes flickered downward, landing on the unmistakable bulge in his pants. Her gaze widened, darting back to his face, her cheeks flushing a deep, captivating red.

"You came here for something," he murmured in a low voice. "What is it you want, my beauty?"

She stepped closer, so close that the air between them disappeared. She had to tilt her head back to meet his eyes, a vulnerable look on her face.

Not even a week ago, she had made it clear this wouldn't happen between them anytime soon. So what had changed? Seeing her so fragile made him want to protect her and devour her all at once.

"Tell me what's wrong," Daemonikai coaxed, trying to keep his predatory instincts in check.

She hesitated for a moment. "I couldn't sleep, and I… missed your touch." She leaned in and kissed him.

A growl rose from his chest, the part of him waiting for this moment finally awakening.

His hands moved immediately-one cupping the back of her neck, the other gripping her waist, pulling her flush against him. Their bodies collided, her softness perfectly molding to his erection, pressed firmly against her belly.

The tentative kiss she had offered-he took over completely, deepening it. He devoured her lips, showing no finesse, just the hunger that surged within him. He was starved for her and held nothing back.

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