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

Chapter 714: And Emeriel's bond with him was dormant. Still, he was feeling this way.

This was going to be harder than he'd thought.

He stripped in silence, casting his garments aside.

"Come to me." Sinai uncurled, crawling closer before rising to her feet. She walked to him and stopped just in front of him.

It was she who leaned in first, lifting her chin as she pressed her lips to his. The kiss was more a claim than an invitation.

Daemonikai let it happen.

He palmed his soft cock, stroking himself roughly-more out of necessity than pleasure.

When was the last time I needed to do this to ready myself? Far too long.

He cupped Sinai's breast with his free hand, squeezing it, his thumb flicking over the nipple in slow circles.

He closed his eyes, waiting for his mind to conjure something-anything-that would help.

He searched for those sensual memories that had once driven him to lust. Whenever he had to do this in the distant past, it was always Evie's memories. So he tried that.

Nothing happened.

He conjured up all the best ones with her-every fevered memory that could have fired him up in the past.

Still nothing.

He dropped the pretense and allowed himself to drift to who he actually wanted to think about.

Memories of his time with her flooded his mind. Both as Emeriel and Galilea. Every fierce coupling, every tender lovemaking. Every whispered laugh, plea, and desperate cry.

Daemonikai pictured her face as she reached the peak of pleasure. Her screams as she pushed her limits. Her scent. Her taste. The feel of her wrapped around his cock.

He hardened, rising from near-limp to full, aching arousal as he let himself drown in her.

"Yes," Sinai moaned against his mouth.

The voice jack-knifed him. It sounded wrong. All wrong.

Shut your mouth, he snarled inwardly, forcing himself to ignore it. He walked her backward to the bed, followed her down, and covered her body with his own.

"Yes, touch my breasts," she whispered again.

And just like that, the illusion shattered.

He was back in the present, with the female who was not his Soulbond. The desire he had scraped together fled in an instant. Gone, like footprints before a desert wind.

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"You don't need to do it out of desire; do it out of duty. Do it for us."

So Daemonikai gritted his teeth and tried harder. He thrust forward.

But he couldn't breach her.

He just… could not.

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