Page 117 of The Princess and Her Grand King

“Your Grace—”

“Daemon,” he growled. “Say it.”

Dipping his head, he sucked her erect nipple into his mouth.

She arched into him, a long moan tearing from her lips. But she cut off the soft melody as soon as it escaped.

Her defenses are still in place, even here in my arms.

Daemonikai smiled as he swirled his tongue around her sensitive nipple, sucking slowly and without hurry.

I will break through those walls, one by one, and by the time this night is over, I will shatter every barrier she has built until there is nothing left but the raw truth of her heart laid bare.

He pulled at the rosy peak, sucking with strong pressure. Hitched breaths came from her lips, her body twitching involuntarily.

Each sound she made, each slight movement, stoked the fire in him further. Talking had not worked, neither had courting. So now, he would fuck her so damn good, leaving no doubt in her mind that she was his. And she always would be.

Daemonikai pulled back, his lips twitching into a wolfish grin. “I’m going to ride you so hard, wreck your pussy so fucking well you will feel me for days.”

“What—Your Grace!” Emeriel wheezed, eyes rounded like globes.

She looked completely scandalized, face appalled, her cheeks on fire.Cute as a button, my Riel.

“I will taste every inch of you. Here—” he tweaked her puckered nipples, watching as her body jolted at the contact.

“Here—” he brushed his fingers lightly over her clit, making her breath hitch.

“And here—” his touch trailed lower, teasing the opening. The gateway to his paradise. “Heavy on ‘here.’”

Looking into her eyes, he allowed her to see all of him in return. See his naked hunger for her.

“I’ve touched you during your heat, as both a beast and a male. But I’ve never had the chance to explore you outside of it. To truly taste you, to… play," he drawled, his voice dropping an octave. "So tonight, Emeriel, we play.”

“Can you not b-be so vocal about it? Couldn’t we just, uhm…” She looked every bit the cornered prey, her voice faltering. “Can’t we just have a quick… uh, c-coupling and—"

“Oh, my hardened, innocentSoulbond. We will have sex, yes. But nothing about it will be quick. I’m mounting you all night long.”

Her lips parted to protest, but he leaned in, his tone dipping into a conspiratorial whisper. “And don’t worry, vocals are part of the foreplay. I thoroughly enjoy telling you everything I plan to do to your sexy body. Actions will follow, I promise. Do not be too eager.”

“I’ve not… that is… I’ve never, uhm…” She trailed off, drawing a shuddering breath. Her voice was barely audible when she finally whispered, “You scare me.”

Because he couldn’t help himself, he kissed her again. Plunging his tongue into her mouth, claiming, exploring, and teasing her in a manner that promised more. He slurped her lips the way he intended to suck something else of hers soon.

By the time he drew away, Emeriel was limp in his arms, her eyes glazed over with undisguised need.

“You have awakened all of me, Beloved. The commander, the beast, the king, and the predator. We are starving, and you, my woman, are the feast.” He swept her into his arms effortlessly. “Come and feed us, Emeriel.”

Chapter twenty-seven

EMERIEL'S SURRENDER.

Comingherewasindeeda terrible idea.

Emeriel had convinced herself she would call the shots.

A quick, wordless intimacy beneath the covers to satiate the part of her ravenous for his touch.

But King Daemonikai had other plans.

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