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

Chapter 516: The cool night air swirled around them, and the distant chirping of birds filled the silence.

"In the beginning, I was sure I hated you," she said, her voice steady and sincere. "But somewhere along the way, those feelings started to change." She stepped closer, closing the small gap he had placed between them. "I began thinking of you, worrying about you… desiring you." She met his gaze, determination and love shining in her eyes. "Everything I gave, I gave willingly.

When you needed blood, when your bloodlust consumed you and your beast was too close to the surface, I wanted nothing more than to give you mine. I wanted to ease your pain. I wanted you inside me, even then."

Her hand reached for his, guiding it to her cheek. She nuzzled against his rough palm. "I never forced myself to do any of it. I never regretted anything. I wanted to give you everything-two years ago, and now."

His hand trembled slightly against hers. "I want us to be together, even if the heavens deem us unfit," she whispered, tears welling in her eyes. "Even if our kinds don't match. Let's try anyway. I love you with everything in me-"

He silenced her with a kiss, his lips crashing into hers with such intensity that it knocked the breath from her. His hand slipped to her hips, possessive and desperate, as if afraid she might slip away.

The kiss was fire and longing… need and devotion. Aekeira melted into it, kissing him back with equal passion, pouring every ounce of her feeling into it. She couldn't get enough of him-this gruff, powerful, grumpy male who had somehow become hers.

When he pulled his lips from hers, he breathed heavily, his hands still firmly gripping her.

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Without a word, he turned her back to face the window, his arms wrapping around her shoulders as he slumped slightly, enveloping her completely. Together, they gazed out at the beautiful, airy night, the stars above glittering.

He knows now. He knows how I feel.

Aekeira felt lighter in her heart. It didn't bother her that he hadn't said the words back; she didn't need him to. His actions, his kisses, spoke louder than any words ever could.

"Never thought I'd feel these emotions running through me again," Vladya murmured, his cheek brushing hers, his breath warm against her skin. "I'm starting to grow accustomed to them. Weeks ago, they felt so foreign."

"What do you feel?" she asked softly, tilting her head slightly to meet his eyes.

"Happy." A pause. "Content."

"I wish for your happiness never to end. I wish for you to keep feeling this way, My Lord." Aekeira stroked the corded muscles of his arm, feeling whole inside.

"I remember the first day I felt… attraction for you. It was around the forbidden chambers, after I'd checked on Daemonikai's beast. Never in my life did I think I would feel even the slightest desire for a human." His fingers trailed through her hair, his tone indifferent… yet his touch was anything but. "I was livid."

Aekeira smiled faintly, remembering all too well. Back then, his constant anger, the coldness in his voice, the way he spat his disgust at her kind. How far we have come.

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