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

Chapter 525: Gods. The greatest… magical gods!

"Have to give you more," he growled, pulling away just enough to adjust her.

One of her legs was thrown over his shoulder, opening her up before he slammed back into her with the same brutal, punishing pace that picked her apart.

Somewhere between one orgasm and the next, Emeriel might have passed out. She wasn't sure when it happened, but when he finally roared his release, the sound was distant, muffled, as though it came from another chamber.

He really fucks like the beast he is. Her mind was a haze of pleasure, her body too spent to respond.

And then it was over.

He gathered her boneless body into his arms, arranging her just the way he wanted, cradling her against his chest. His strong heartbeat was a steady rhythm beneath her ear.

And when he pressed his lips softly to her hair, the tears came back, dropping like an overflowing stream without a dam.

"Shh," he soothed her quiet cries. "Sleep, Riel, it will be better in the morning."

I am undone, from the inside out.

How will I live without this? Without him?

The first light of dawn was already filtering through the window. Emeriel watched it, crying silently, satisfaction singing in her body as she did what he asked… and fell asleep.

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

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"Someone seems to be in a rather good mood this evening," Vladya remarked as he approached.

Grand King Daemonikai turned, a smile tugging at his lips-one that he couldn't suppress no matter how hard he tried. "I don't know about you, Vladya, but I am having a truly beautiful day."

Vladya raised an eyebrow and gave a polite bow. "Your Grace."

"Spare me the formalities," Daemonikai waved dismissively, resuming his stride, his hands clasped behind his back.

"He's whistling too," Vladya noted, his voice carrying a teasing tone.

Daemonikai stopped, surprised by the sudden comment. The faint melody in the air ceased, and he blinked, realization dawning. Was that me? He hadn't even noticed that he had been whistling.

"You know, you're fortunate Aekeira doesn't have our hearing," Vladya continued, moving beside him. "She would have stormed in last night, hearing her sister scream like that all through the night."

"Why are you suddenly so interested in my business, brat?" Daemonikai smirked, casting Vladya a sidelong glance. "Come to think of it, you look even cheerier than I do."

"This isn't about me-it's about you," Vladya shot back, rolling his eyes. "And with all due respect, could you stop trying to change the subject?"

"Your ears should be cut off," Daemonikai muttered under his breath.

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