Page 41 of The Princess In A 'Prince' Disguise

"No, no, wait!" Emeriel started to move, but the beast snarled.

A hand gripped her small arm, two of those sharp claws digging into her skin. Emeriel screamed as her skin tore, and blood began to trickle down.

But the beast just held her still, not attacking.Oh, by the sky, I’m going to die!

Emeriel tried to hold still as the beast mounted her; looming over her from behind. Its body covered her, his manhood pressing again...

"Please, you c-can't fit," she cried, trying to close her legs, but the beast's hold was too strong.

That organ pressed harder, relentless, till his tip barreled inside.

Emeriel screamed. Pain and dull pleasure rushed through her body. But, the harder it pressed, the more the pleasure faded, and the pain became more profound. It hurt badly.

As if that wasn't enough, the beast applied more pressure, trying desperately to get inside completely, but her virgin body fought the invasion. Emeriel sobbed.

The beast snarled in anger. As if she was deliberately keeping him out.

Its movements grew rougher, more forceful.

"You're going to break me in two,” Emeriel wailed, writhing. “Please, stop. Oh heavens, help me!" she cried out in desperation, feeling the intense pressure building inside her.

"It burns. It b-burns."Can it hear me?Emeriel was not sure, but she pleaded anyway. "Please, be gentle with me, I beg of you. I'm not keeping you out, I s-swear it!" She said frantically, "It's just, I've n-never done this before...!"

Another angry snarl. Then, a particularly forceful thrust drove its member deeper into her untrained body, ramming halfway in.

An agonized, high-pitched scream tore from her throat. Emeriel clawed at the sheets in an attempt to evade this excruciating pain, but to no avail.

Another hard thrust.And another. And another.

Her vision faded into a blur, the room alight with the sounds of her screams, her whole body quaking. By the time his phallus was fully seated inside her, Emeriel was on the verge of passing out.

Every inch of her privates felt as though a searing-hot spike had been driven deep inside. A colossal, scorching inferno ofpain.

Tears streaming from her eyes, she shook like fragile leaves in the wind.So full. Everywhere hurts.

Fully inside, the beastpurredwith apparent satisfaction. Then, it was moving, its phallus plunging into her body.

Emeriel yelped with each thrust, hurting beyond measure.Too much. It is simply too much.

Eyes rolling back in her head, she passed out cold.

A heavily pregnant Urekai woman paused at the entrance to the corridor leading to the chambers of the Grand Lord of Blackstone. She turned to her male companion. "I shall continue from here."

The male, a Urekai high lord and her bondmate, looked at her gently. "I understand. I will wait for your return here. Go and answer your master’s summons."

She gave him a soft smile before continuing down the corridor, the faint sounds of celebration still echoing in the distance. When she reached the sturdy oak door, she knocked once and waited calmly.

"Enter, Merilyn," a deep, familiar voice called from inside.

Merilyn stepped into the room, closing the door behind her. Bowing respectfully, she greeted, "My lord."

Grand Lord Vladya, who stood facing the window, turned to glance at her over his shoulder. A small smile touched his lips as he looked at her.

"No need for formalities tonight." His eyes softened warmly. "Even heavy with child, you are as beautiful as ever, Merl."

A soothing smile spread across her face as she stepped further into the room. "I am not sure if that is a compliment, Vlad. I look like a watermelon. Had you called me seven months ago, you might have seen me in a better state."

"You look stunning now. Besides, I am sure Henry keeps you quite busy."

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