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

Chapter 848 Chapter 848: "...scatter and fall. It's me. Say..." a caress. "My..." a deep, dragging thrust, "name." She came screaming. A sharp, piercing cry she couldn't contain. Her hands trembled, her legs gave way, sobs breaking from her as the sensations tore through her. But Vladya held her steady, one arm locked across her chest. Slowly, he lowered them to the floor without pulling out, laying her on her side so he could sink even deeper from behind, burying himself in her blissful, swollen body.

He made sure to place her beside the thick pool she had created, so her crossed eyes could clearly see the mess she had made as he fucked her through her prolonged orgasm. But damn, the way she was squeezing him... it became harder and harder to hold back. "Fuck..." he groaned, and his body finally tipped over the edge. He kept her still as he spilled deep inside her, pumping her full while she convulsed with another climax. She let out broken sounds of "please, please, please," as her hand reached back to clutch his hip, begging him not to move. He slowed. He let the moment breathe.

Let their bodies speak without words. Finally, he stopped moving, and their breaths fell into sync in the silence. His instincts were at last soothed. His beast now purred just beneath the surface, satisfied, basking in the afterglow, content and fed. Impaled on his cock, trembling and spent, she was safe. She was safe. This century would be remembered as the one that witnessed her greatest fury. Could there ever be a day without her boiling with anger? Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ƒind ηøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Lady Sinai approached the rundown hallway of the mansion, where Zaiper's voice roared like a raging fire. They were hiding again, in one of the many abandoned mansions scattered across the outer territories. And today, he was furious. Find more content at ɢσ.cоm "Fifty soldiers!" Zaiper bellowed. The glass shattered against the wall. "Fifty trained and capable soldiers!" Sinai paused just outside the door, pressed against the wall, listening. "I've invested centuries of gold, sweat, and planning to build you and your men..." . . .