The Vicious King’s Captive Slave Mate (Emeriel & Aekeira) Book PDF Free

Lord Vladya shifted. In a blur of muscle and fur, the angry man disappeared, replaced by his beast form. As magnificent and terrifying as the feral creature it was, the transformation left no room for doubt. Emeriel’s bladder threatened to betray him as he forced himself to remain as still as a corpse, not daring…

But you know you want to, a softer voice whispered. With a choked sob, Emeriel surrendered. Muscles straining, she pushed herself up, bracing her back against his knee for support. With trembling hands, she gathered her tangled hair, exposing the delicate curve of her neck. Her bare throat pulsed in the dim light, a silent…

The evening painted the sky in streaks of molten gold and fiery rose as the sun slipped behind the gnarled trees. Lost in thought, Emeriel trudged along the familiar path back to the fortress, his footsteps soft on the packed earth. That bloodfeeding… the sheer intensity of it had seared itself into his very being.…

“I thought Urekai had self-healing abilities for physical wounds,” the question slipped out before Emeriel could stop himself. He quickly bit his lip, worried that he had overstepped his bounds. “We do, and we don’t. It’s complicated,” Vladya replied curtly. “One has to blood-feed first for natural healing to begin. And for injuries like this,…

A surge of fury battled the weakness coursing through Vladya’s veins. Leaning back, he shut his eyes. “Leave. I did not-“ She gasped. “You’re bleeding!” She gasped again, more urgently. “You’re hurt!” The next second, her scent engulfed him, unbelievably close. The sweet notes of rose mingled with vanilla bean. “It is nothing,” Vladya ground…

“I need, I need…” Sobs of pleasure racked her throat. Had she never experienced pleasure before? Did she not know what her body needed? Did she not realize she was on the verge of climax? But the innocence in her helpless movements, the clumsiness in her jerky motions, made it clear that she didn’t. The…

After centuries of existence, filled with so many experiences both wondrous and horrific, very little could genuinely surprise him anymore. He had borne witness to the full spectrum of the world’s nature-the beautiful heights of goodness and the abyssal depths of evil. Yet, even with a past scarred by darkness, he had never, in all…

Yesterday, Emeriel had felt intoxicated in a way he never had before. He had floated in a kind of soothing euphoria he’d never known, all because his Beloved had drunk from him. It was a strange lightness. Blissful. Relaxing. He had woken afterward, in the forbidden chamber, the beast’s arm draped protectively over him. And…

“What’s happening?” Zaiper’s voice was filled with growing panic, his composure cracking. And then, before their very eyes, the beast began to shift. Paws elongated into hands. Fur receded to reveal smooth skin. A wild mane smoothed into dark, flowing hair. The transformation was gradual, but undeniable. A pin could have dropped in the stunned…

“Summon Emeriel to my chambers,” Vladya instructed, his eyes narrowing. “First thing tomorrow morning.” GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI “I’m sorry, father! I’m so sorry…!” Alvin’s anguished cry pierced the chaos as war raged around them. The deafening clashes of steel. Blood, so much blood. The marble floors had turned crimson. His sword was a whirlwind of…