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

Chapter 803 Chapter 803: Yes, he was pathetic, horny, and obsessed. Not to mention completely hers-hopelessly hers. DRUNKEN TALK: GIFTED LIKE THE STARS Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findηʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. "The way you look at me..." Emeriel shifted, rocking her weight from one foot to the other. Now she stood before him, waiting for him to say how much he wanted her. And her cheeks had flushed a beautifully enchanting shade of red. "And how is that?" Daemonikai drawled, though he already knew. Gods, he knew.

"Like you're..." she hesitated, gaze dropping. "Like you're imagining being... inside me." "Wow. That's shockingly accurate." He watched the blush spread, deepening and trailing down her throat, past her collarbone. "Oh." She stared at her feet. Or tried to. He held back a smile and stood, loving how her chin lifted to meet his eyes. "I'll teach you how to feed the old-fashioned way." Her lips parted in a soft breath as he reached for her, loosening the ties of her dress with a tenderness that belied his lust. Once she was bare, he guided her to the center of the room.

He ran his tongue along his aching gums. His fangs lengthened, seeking her pulse. "Is this okay?" she whispered, hesitant and unsure. "Do you need... anything else from me?" Was she asking those questions on purpose, or was she truly that innocent? Didn't she realize what that double meaning was doing to his poor, starving cock? "It's okay." Hunger clung to every rasped word. "Close your eyes, Riel." When she did, he silently recited the ancient rites in his mind and positioned himself behind her. . . .