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

Chapter 612: "I need you inside me, please," she begged, her movements growing increasingly frantic and uncoordinated. "Oh, please."

Exactly my thoughts, my young princess.

Taking hold of her hips, he stilled her movements by holding her up. With the other hand, he unfastened his shorts, freeing his aching cock.

Bunching up her nightdress, he guided her down onto him, her slick heat enveloping him inch by glorious inch. "Oooooh…" Her cry was long and drawn out, her head falling back as he filled her completely.

She was so moist, so tight, and so ready for him. She fit around him perfectly, like a molded glove.

And he hadn't even released any pheromones yet.

After so long without being inside her, Vladya's desire knew no restraint. The pleasure was pure, almost all-consuming.

He moved beneath her, thrusting up, filling her over and over. The voices in his head disappeared completely, drowned out by the pleasure coursing through him.

The restlessness faded into nothingness, and even the constant headache was gone. All he could feel was this.

"I have missed this."

The confession was so soft it might have gone unheard, but Vladya caught every word.

"I've missed you so much."

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He couldn't believe the warm feeling spreading through his chest.

Sipping her blood like one might savor their favorite meal, he stretched it out so it wouldn't end too soon.

His hand tightened on her waist, angling her hips to hit her spots accurately.

"Yes, like that. Ahhh…"

His shy, reserved princess was being the verbal one tonight.

Vladya smiled a bit as he continued taking from her, nursing from her, as he felt his release approaching. Only then did he release pheromones.

Aekeira's breath came faster, her cries growing louder. She clung to him desperately, meeting his thrusts with her own, moving even more frantically.

Her moans shifted into a high-pitched, keening whine as her climax overtook her. Tremors wracked her body.

Vladya had carefully timed her release before he came, so her pleasure would drown out the burn from his semen. He let go with a muffled groan, fucking into her one final time before he went still.

Spilling deep inside her, his grip on her hips went tight for a moment before it loosened.

"Oh gods…" she cried out.

Her strength left her completely, and she slumped against him, resting her forehead on his shoulder.

His beast purred, satisfied.

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