That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 321 - チャプター 330

The wet, obscene sounds filled the chamber, growing louder with each sharp snap of his hips.Ruthless. Unrelenting. Inescapable.Dragging her through mini orgasms and aftershocks, wringing tiny broken sobs from her with each stroke, even as she quivered and sobbed beneath him. Yet he did not stop.Because she could take it. She was his. This was what she needed. And he was all too happy to give it to her.But then… the hunger came again.Urekai males followed an unwritten rule: do not bloodfeed during heat sex.The coupling was already too much. An overload of sensation. Throwing in bloodfeeding on top of it? Cruel.The urge almost never came during heat.Almost.But now, it did.Fucking hell, it did. Clawing at him like a feral defending its territory.Daemonikai had no idea if it was because of her messy heat hormones failing to condition his rut properly, or the events of the night—the danger, the helplessness he had felt earlier—but the urge to possess her with his fangs was there

The male smiled wide, shaking his head in astonishment. "I had no idea he knew someone this beautiful." His eyes roved over her with open admiration before reaching for her hand and bringing it to his lips with a courtly grace.“You, my lady, look absolutely mesmerizing,” he murmured. “Who is it that graces our door on this blessed morning?”Her lips curled slightly. "I am Princess Emeriel, and I am looking for Lord Herod."His grip slackened, dropping her hand so fast as if it had grown spikes. "Our grand king’s female?That princess?"Emeriel laughed softly. "It is I."Just then, a familiar laughter rang from within the house. “Emeriel...!”Her heart soared as she spotted Lord Herod. She barely registered the wide grin on his face before she hurried past the stranger, closing the short distance and throwing herself into his arms.His laughter was deeply rich as he lifted her effortlessly, twirling her once before setting her down.Tears burned behind Emeriel's eyes from pure joy, and

Females had begun to vanish. Taken during their heat, never to be seen again. What had first seemed an isolated crime had, upon investigation, revealed itself to had been happening for months. Not a single one of the missing had ever returned.The crisis bothered Daemonikai as he made his way toward the living quarters. Voices reached his ears, filled with lightness, and untroubled. Emeriel and her sister.Pausing at the threshold, he folded his arms as he observed them.Emeriel was swaying to the rhythm of music playing only in her mind, while Aekeira reclined in a chair, her fingers working a crochet hook through loops of thread."Arms move like this," Emeriel said, lifting her hands in the air and twisting them with a playful flourish. "And the hips—like this." She swayed, her skirt flaring as she spun in a graceful arc.Ah. She was practicing, or perhaps teaching Aekeira the steps for the upcoming Lantern Festival. Her sister, though silent, watched attentively, never pausing in h

Even something as simple as breathing sounded thunderous in the silence.Vladya stared at Daemonikai as if he had lost his mind. Aekiera mirrored the exact same expression, while Emeriel inhaled gasply.Saying it aloud had made it real—even to Daemonikai."I cannot believe this," Daemonikai shook his head in wonder, looking directly at Vladya, he repeated, "You are going to have a child."His friend was as stiff as a board."If this is some kind of jest, it's not a particularly amusing one, Your Grace," voice tight with anger, Vladya glared. "I know you have been struggling, Daemon. I have seen it, and I do not fault you for it But not every dark thought that enters your mind should be spoken aloud."Daemonikai rolled his eyes. "Are you finished?"Vladya's jaw clenched tighter. "Yes. We are done here. Aekeira, let us go."Now, Daemonikai was furious. In a flash, he seized Vladya by the collar and shoved him back, naking him staggered a step.Daemonikai was on him again, gripping his t

For a long while, he simply stayed there, forehead resting lightly against hers.Slowly, her breathing evened. The rigidness in her limbs eased. The fingers grabbing the sheets loosened.When she finally opened her eyes, he was met with deep blue eyes wet with unshed tears.A dagger slashed his chest. His beast made a broken sound and retreated, and his hunger… dulled."I am ready," she breathed."Let's not—""Please, let's try..."Daemonikai searched her eyes. What he saw there broke his damn heart.Still he gave into her, capturing her lips in a kiss.It was gentle. Soft. Patient.After a moment, she kissed him back, hands tentatively sliding up his arms. A quiet, needy sound left her.Only then did he move again. He began to push inside her, inch by inch.Her heat enveloped his cock, welcoming him. Soft. Yielding. Molding against him in ways that sent pleasure curling up his spine.But then, she wrenched her mouth from his, and started to thrash. Shoving at his shoulders, striking b