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The King's Captive: A Secret Princess

Chapter 803
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Chapter 803: Yes, he was pathetic, horny, and obsessed.

Not to mention completely hers-hopelessly hers.

DRUNKEN TALK: GIFTED LIKE THE STARS "The way you look at me..." Emeriel shifted, rocking her weight from one foot to the other.

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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.

"Kneel." She sank to the floor. He slowly circled her, eyes tracing the curve of her spine, the way her hips flared. His beast growled, restless and eager beneath his skin.

"Are you comfortable?" he asked at last.

She nodded. "Yes." "Good." He took her wrists, bringing them behind her back, holding them gently before tilting her head to the side, exposing the vulnerable line of her throat.

Your next chapter awaits gvlnovlsThen he stepped back to admire her.

And gods help him-he almost moaned out loud.

Daemonikai had seen this position countless times, but seeing her like this? Fuck. He ran his tongue along his aching gums. His fangs lengthened, seeking her pulse.

"Is this okay?" she whispered, hesitant and unsure "Dg you need... anything else from me?"

Was she asking those questions on purpose, or was she truly that m 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 Om positioned himself behind her. to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.