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That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

Chapter 741
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Chapter 741: The world stood still.

Emeriel wiped at her eyes to be sure she had heard him right. Needing to see him, to be sure it was real.

"You just said..." "I love you, I have for a long time," he said softly, pressing kiss after kiss along her arm.

"I know I'm not very good with words, Emeriel. I only wish to show you what you mean to me." A shadow crossed his eyes.

"I haven't done the best job of that, but what I feel for you... I hope there will ca twhen I show you so much you live and breathe it." "Oh, Daemon.” She sniffled, her lips quivering.

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"I love you, please, don't ever leave me," he repeated, baring himself to her.

"I know I'm not the easiest male to love, but I'm begging you. I'll wait until the sun forgets to rise and the great mountains crumble, and I'll love you longer still. Just... stay with me." Her tears fell and he caught them, brushing them away with a tenderness that made her chest ache. Emeriel trembled where she stood.

"I love you too, and I'm not going anywhere." She hugged his head to her belly, threading her fingers through the locks she had grown so used to. He was terrified to lose them too. A lower tone, hopeful.

"Promise?" "I promise." With a shaky breath, he pulled her down onto his lap, wrapping her in his arms again. His head found its place against her chest.

As she held him close, her gaze drifted to the shelves. A small smile formed as she took in the endless stacks of books and scrolls. Her chest felt light, and her stomach fluttered with butterflies.

Hearing those words from him had set something right deep inside her. It had steadied the slight slope in their world. She felt whole.

"I still wish there was something I could do for him," a thought cto her.

She shifted, and he raised his head, allowing her the space to move. Sliding from his lap awkwardly, down between his open legs, Emeriel straightened to her knees.

"What are you doing?" he asked, a little uncertain.

"Are you comfortable?" "Yes." She reached into his loose trousers, pulling him free.

Understanding dawned in his eyes, and they narrowed.

Her mouth watered.

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"Will you let me?" This had been on her mind since her last heat. She had enjoyed it then-perhaps a little too much. Whether that had been driven by instinct or her own desire, she still wasn't sure. But she hadn't gathered the courage to ask him for this again. Until now.

His eyes assessed hers.

"Are you sure?" Lethelp dispel the cold.

"Yes, please." It was the first tEmeriel had ever seen him truly flaccid. And even now, in this state, he did not appear small. He guided her head forward, and Emeriel took him in.

The feel of him, the stretch of her jaw-it was all familiar. She drew back a little, lips gliding along his! length, pressing a tentative kiss to his head. A timid flick becseveral bolder strokes as she grew more confident. Soon, she took him back into her mouth, deeper this time, braver, until he nudged the back of her throat.

Gagging once, Emeriel withdrew only a little to steady herself. She m swallowed, prepared herself, and dived down again, calmer, more determined.

He hardened quickly as she worked him, swelling in her mouth, filling her. Each pulse beneath her tongue m gladdened her heart, giving her more confidence. She closed her eyes, pouring all her focus into making him. feel good. Lips tightened. Tongue pressed firmer.