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

Chapter 571: She nodded, wincing slightly as she took a step.

The primitive side of him felt satisfied, but he also felt remorse. He noticed the way she favored one leg in a limp.

"Why did you do that? You could have been hurt."

"But I wasn't." A shy smile touched her lips as she tested her weight, taking a small hop forward. He caught her by the waist, pulling her into his arms and tilting her chin up to meet his gaze. "I understand the sexual desire that comes with the hunt, but this was different. Why would you provoke me like that, Riel?"

She averted her eyes, scuffing the ground with her foot. "You are always so guarded, and you wouldn't… uhm… touch me. And I wanted you to, but I couldn't… uhm, ask."

"So you thought provoking me that way was the answer?"

"Don't beat yourself up. I loved it. I enjoyed what we did." Her cheeks reddened further. "I'm not as delicate as you think. I like… uhm… when you're not holding back so much."

His proper, reserved princess was becoming comfortable enough to communicate her wants with him. Daemonikai felt a swell of pride. But he didn't like the hint of shame in her voice.

"Look at me," he ordered.

Emeriel slowly raised her eyes to his.

"Never be ashamed of what we have. It's completely natural to want this." He cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs softly stroking her cheeks. "You are my Soulbond, young princess. What we share is special, and I love knowing I'm not the only one who feels this way. You are like an addiction to me. If I took you every time I wanted you, you'd never leave my bed."

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The blush on her cheeks deepened, spreading down to her neck, but the initial shame began to melt away, replaced by a genuine smile.

"So you see, dearling, what you feel is perfectly normal. And you're right-you're not fragile." He leaned closer, his breath warm against her ear. "Whenever you want it rough and hard, all you have to do is ask, and I will give it to you exactly like that."

Emeriel buried her face in his chest, mumbling against his bare skin. "Okay."

"That's Galilea, my slutty little princess, right there."

She beamed up at him, her eyes sparkling. There was no hesitation in her voice as she whispered, "I love you."

"I want nothing more than to be able to return those words to you one day," he groaned, kissing the crown of her head.

"It's alright." She traced the lines of his chest with her fingers. "Please don't say it until you truly feel it. I will be here as long as it takes."

Daemonikai tilted her chin up again, pressing a tender kiss to her nose. "You already mean so much to me. I can't lose you, my sweet, stubborn princess."

"Let's head back-we're long overdue for a bath." He scooped her up effortlessly, cradling her against his chest. She rested her head against him, a soft, contented smile curving her lips as he carried her out of the woods.

MISTRESS SINAI

When Grand Lord Zaiper made the announcement, she expected the usual surge of anger and rage. And yes, they were there, burning very hot. But so was something else.

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