Lahat ng Kabanata ng That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

AEKEIRAAll the hands that had been hurting Aekeira suddenly stopped.The finger inside her withdrew, and a cool breeze brushed against her aching breasts, leaving her feeling exposed. Aekeira wondered what was happening, but couldn't look because Grand Lord Zaiper was still using her mouth. While Aekeira considered herself fortunate that none of these lords had tried to mount her body yet, the sticky residue of cum on her belly disgusted her.Grand Lord Zaiper's thrusting hips paused, and a smile echoed in his voice. "Look who decided to join us."Strong hands gripped her thighs, spreading them wider apart, and delivered a harsh smack to her most intimate area.The pain was sharp. Unexpected and agonizing. Aekeira's cry of agony was muffled against the manhood in her mouth. When she attempted to pull back, Grand Lord Zaiper's finger curled into her hair and tightened, holding her in place.The slaps continued, hard and punishing. Each strike relentless, leaving Aekeira in tears.

GRAND LORD VLADYAGrand Lord Vladya strode through the labyrinthine corridors that led toward his domain.Following the Retaliation War, he had acquired many human slave, but, he never took any of them to his bed. His loathing was so intense that he feared if he did, he might unleash on the female—killing her faster than a feral beast killed its prey.But, tonight, he would take his first human female to his bed."Lord Vladya," a familiar voice called out.Vladya turned to face Lord Ottai. "What is it?" A touch of impatience tinged his voice.A semblance of pity colored Ottai's expression as he shook his head. "Do not proceed with it."Vladya did not feign ignorance, he knew precisely what Ottai referred to. Nevertheless, he remained silent, crossing his arms, staring Ottai down."Do not do it, Vlad," his friend pleaded. "Forcing yourself upon unwilling slaves is a line you have never crossed before. That is Zaiper's move, not yours. You have never cared enough to even punish a slave

Aekeira swallowed hard, her throat dry as if she had swallowed shards of glass. Why would he even ask when the answer was as meaningless to him as a whisper in the wind? He doesn't care for her answers at all. "I don't want Lord Zaiper," she whispered, her voice defeated."Liar. You called out for him. You stripped for him." Lord Vladya’s hand parted her legs and caressed her wet area. His eyes darkened, and he looked positively furious. "Now, you're aroused for him? In. My. Chamber?"Aekeira's mouth opened. But this time, she slammed it shut before a word could escape. She would rather die than admit she was actually aroused for him. For this cruel devil before her."Humans are disgusting. And with every less human in the world, Urekai is happier." He did not shout. In fact, there was no indication of the storm brewing inside him in his voice.It was all calm and quiet. Deceiving."All I think about when I see a human is how to make them suffer. How to kill and maim them. I never ac

"You're absolutely right," Lord Herod responded, and his head snapped up in astonishment.The lord shrugged. "It's the truth. No one should have to pay for the sins of their forefathers. However, Urekai have long lifespans, and unfortunately, our people hold grudges for a long time. A human's life is short. Fleeting. And since we still suffer from the consequences of what humans did that night, forgiveness becomes incredibly difficult. We lost the most important person in every Urekai's life that night—Grand King Daemonikai. He had been our grand king for over four thousand years. Our people are lost without him.”A shiver ran down Emeriel's spine at the mention of that name. He brushed it aside. "But what about the other grand lords? Surely, one of them could take his place. Delaying the decision only prolongs the people's pain.""The struggle for power lies between Grand Lord Vladya and Grand Lord Zaiper,” Lord Herod explained. “The latter is truly cruel and would not be of any help

"Who is that slave? What business do you have wandering in the night?” a soldier demanded, his footsteps drawing nearer.Amie stepped in front of Emeriel, shielding her. "Everything is fine here, soldier. This slave was merely returning from an errand for Madam Livia. There is no cause for concern.""Worthless humans! Return to your quarters if you wish to avoid flogging this instant,” barked the soldier in a low voice as he adjusted his clothing."Thank you, sir. We will leave now," Amie took Emeriel's hand, ignoring the wince of pain that crossed Emeriel's face. Together, they began to walk away."Same time tomorrow, Amie. Do not make me seek you out," the soldier called out, his words laced with a threat.A deep sadness etched over Amie's face. "Of course, sir," she responded with feigned cheerfulness.As they reached the servant's quarters, Amie finally slowed her pace. Another spasm gripped Emeriel, causing her to wrench herself free from Amie's grasp. She pressed her body again