Page 120 of The Princess and Her Grand King

"Daemon…!" she wailed, attempting to bring her quaking thighs together to protect herself from the assault. "Please, wait…!"

But he held her firmly, not giving an inch, spreading her legs even wider, eagle-wide, as his tongue worked her insidesmercilessly. Every flick, every stroke meant to drive her higher.

“You're going to drive me insane—Daemon!” she shrieked, her hand flying to his hair and pushing him away. Pulling him back, only to push him away.

His woman was indecisive with what she wanted now, not knowing if she wanted more of the pleasure attack or to run from them.

That's for you to figure out, sweet thing. As for me…

He kept fucking her with his tongue, bombarding her with more sensations. Her juices flowed nonstop, and he drank them all with the greed of a starving male, completely in paradise.

"Ohmygodssssss," the hiss was followed by a string of unintelligible words and open-mouthed, erratic pants that pulsed right from the heart of her.

Ukrea's staff, she was close to release already.

For a moment, he debated whether to stop. He was not ready for her to finish yet, not when he was enjoying this twelve-course meal before him.

Maybe he could spend the rest of the night this way, edging her, eating her until the rise of dawn—

“Don’t ssstop.” The pleas came in a hushed, almost ashamed whisper. Like the sweetest, forbidden surrender.

“Please, don’t s-stop, Daemon," she cried.

I thought you would never ask, Beloved.

And so, he gave it to her. His tongue plunging in and out, faster, deeper, as his thumb circled her clit, rubbing her into a frenzy.

“Ohhh—” she froze for a single, breathless second. Thenshatteredwith a scream.

Daemonikai groaned as sweet flavor flooded his tongue, his reward for a job well executed.Fuck, she was hot.

His dick was so hard he humped the sheets to alleviate the ache as she splintered into a million pieces in his arms, her thighs tightly hugging his neck.

“Please, puuleease…!” she whined, heaving for air.

Finally, he eased the pressure, his lips turning soothing as he pressed gentle kisses to her sensitive pussy, calming the tremors wracking her body.

His fingers trailed softly along her thighs, patting her down, coaxing her body to relax.

Bit by bit, the tension drained from her… until her limbs melted into the sheets, pliant and spent.

Daemonikai stared at her, possessively taking a good look at his handiwork.

She lay completely undone under him, her eyes closed, every inch of her flushed and glowing, glistening with sweat.

Oh, she looked wrecked alright. And the night hadn’t even started.

But something bothered Daemonikai.

He’d thought he’d felt a fragile fresh as he fucked her with his tongue. Something that shouldn't be there.

Gripping her thighs, he spread her legs wide again. She moaned her protest, but her body didn’t resist. It surrendered completely, letting him manipulate it as he pleased.

Surely, it couldn’t be…

His eyes fell back to his paradise, red and raw from his abuse. Her opening though was tiny, almost sealed shut, despite how thorough he’d just been.

And there, exposed in the soft, dim light to his enhanced sight was herhymen.

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