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

Chapter 663: Now, he welcomed it, letting the pleasure build as he played her body like a finely tuned instrument. They came together - his release spilling warm and thick across her stomach, some dripping down toward her womanhood as she shuddered beneath him.

Daemonikai exhaled slowly, some tension leaving his body. Scooping up his pearly seed, he pressed his hand to her still-sealed opening, massaging the sensitive area. He spread his essence over her slowly, deliberately, as quivers wracked her body.

Wrenching her mouth from his, she panted, "Please… I need… I need you inside me."

Daemonikai didn't tell her he couldn't. Instead, he distracted her with another deep kiss while carefully smoothing every drop of his release where it needed to go. When he pulled back, her hazy eyes blinked up at him, clouded with desperate want. The heat wave was present, enough to make her restless, but his touch kept the worst symptoms at bay. That was enough for now.

"I really need your…" Her voice trembled as her gaze dropped to his erection.

"Please, don't make me beg… Daemon, I t-truly need it."

"And you shall have it, young princess, I promise." He cupped her cheek, tilting her face toward his.

"But only if you'll be a good girl for your king."

"I will, Your Highness." She nodded eagerly, hungrily.

"Your wish is my command."

"Good. Now, come here." He guided her where he wanted, maneuvering her until she was face-to-face with his arousal.

Gripping the thick length in his hand, he held it out before her.

"Open your mouth."

Her lips parted instantly, though confusion flashed across her face.

They had never done this before. He doubted she had even heard of it. Her innocence had always been intoxicating, made him possessive. Made him want to ruin her in every way imaginable.

Daemonikai slid his thick length past her lips, watching as her tongue darted out, giving the swollen head a hesitant lick. The shy exploration sent a low groan rolling from his chest.

"Suck on it, sweet Riel," he ordered, pressing deeper.

She gagged a few times as he stretched her, but she did not pull away. Then she tasted his precum and made a needy, breathless sound that made his cock twitch.

Daemonikai had no idea if it was the heat driving her, but his little star was eager now, lips stretching wider as she let him push further, deeper, guiding his cock into the tight, wet cocoon of her throat.

Fuck.

The sight of those refined, prim little lips swallowing his manhood as though she had done this a hundred times was pushing him closer to the edge than the act itself.

Daemonikai kept control, taking his time, watching for the signs-how deep she could take him, when she needed to breathe, when she struggled and when she craved more.

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And all the while, her tongue was learning him, flicking over the sensitive ridge of his cockhead every chance she got. Teasing him, tracing the pulsing veins along his shaft as he moved in and out of her mouth.

Soon enough, heat coiled in his abdomen, his balls pulling tight, pleasure building until he couldn't hold back any longer. With a low groan, he spilled deep into her throat, shaking like some untried youngling getting his first taste of a female's body.

The first burst of his release hit the back of her throat, and Emeriel coughed, instinctively trying to pull back. But his hand remained tangled in her hair, holding her right where he wanted her as he groaned, spilling deep.

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