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

Chapter 811 Chapter 811: Before she could process it, his mouth was already on hers. The kiss began slowly-a reverent claiming of her lips. But as his mouth moved over hers, it deepened, growing more intense. She closed her eyes, her arms wrapping around his neck. Their tongues danced, beautiful in their intensity, breathtaking in their connection. Each touch sparked waves of pleasure and long-suppressed desire. When he finally pulled away, Emeriel was breathless, dizzy with longing. That was when she felt it-a warmth at her back. A presence. A hand settled on her waist.

Blinking in confusion, Emeriel turned her head. Behind her stood a taller figure, and it took a moment for her eyes to focus. "Lady Alviara..." she breathed in surprise. "Hello, human princess." The courtesan offered her a warm smile. "We meet again." Emeriel hoped the gods of Light would grant her courage, even as questions swirled in her mind. Why was she here? She had met the most coveted courtesan of Urai only once, two years ago, when a female had unexpectedly gone into heat, plunging the kingdom into chaos.

The Great King had needed relief, and Emeriel-still a youth-had ended up beneath Alviara as the king took them both. That night was etched into her memory. Was that what tonight was? Was Alviara here for him... while she merely watched? The thought turned Emeriel's stomach. "She is not here for me, little star," Daemonikai's calm voice interrupted, lifting her chin again so their eyes met. "She is here for you." Emeriel stared at him. "Me...?" "Yes," he said in a calm, reassuring voice. "To support you. To comfort you. Do you trust me?" LⱯŦe$† ÇΔÞŦəRŞ 1π ɢlnovels.cm There was no hesitation.

"Yes." "Good." He kissed her again, this time longer, until she was breathless once more. Then his hands moved to her dress, sliding the silk from her shoulders, undressing her slowly in the candlelight, inch by inch. Her hair was loose, cascading over her shoulders in soft waves. She wasn't sure how to feel-standing there naked, pregnant, in front of someone who wasn't him. A soft whimper escaped her lips as she pressed against his chest while he finished undressing her. "You are incredibly beautiful." Daemonikai held her close, and his deep voice sent a shiver down her spine.

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