Page 61 of The Soulbond and Her Beloved

Pleasure, unlike anything she had ever known, erupted through her.

Aekeira gasped sharply, her body seizing around him. "What was that...?"

Vladya’s grin was sharp against her skin. "Meet your new gland."

He angled his hips again, striking that spot—again, and again, and again.

Aekeira saw twinkling little stars as her orgasm barreled into her with the force of a rocket, tearing a scream from her throat. Stealing her breath, her soul, her senses.

But he did not stop. He kept taking her, pushing her from one mind-breaking climax to the next. mind-blowing one. She barely recovered from one before he wrenched another from her.

It was exhilarating.Endless.

"Hold onto the bedpost," he growled.

Aekeira reached up, gripping the wooden post.

Vladya straightened behind her, and truly fucked her within the edge of insanity. Each thrust sent her rocking forward, her knees threatening to buckle beneath her.

"So wet. Demons, the scent of your musk is messing with my head big time." Vladya fucked. Savage. Hungry. His hands roamed everywhere, greedily.

The pleasure was too much, too consuming, she was barely able to keep up. Bliss ate her up. Sweat poured from their gliding skin.

Her hands gave out numerous times, but each time he forced them back onto the bedpost, keeping her upright, holding her exactly where he wanted her.

Somewhere, in the distant cloud of pleasure, she thought she heard Emeriel’s screams.

Pleasure? Pain? She could not tell.

She could barely comprehend anything beyond what her grand lord was doing to her.

And when Vladya ripped yet another climax from her, so strong her head felt light, Aekeira knew she was going topass out. Her vision blurred, body going limp as the pleasure overwhelmed her.

And then... darkness.

***

Lady Merilyn had been on edge all day. The moment she heard both human princesses had gone into heat at the same time—while their males were in the mountains—she had prayed fervently for them, relief flooding her when she heard of their return.

But now, as she hurried through Ravenshadow’s courtyard, her heart raced with a new kind of fear. Why had the grand king summoned her?

Was everything not well? Was her master suffering a feral episode in the middle of rut? That fear unsettled her most of all.

A female in heat deserved a mate whose mind was intact, someone who could be fully present to meet their body’s demands. And this was Princess Aekeira’s first heat. The thought of her enduring it without proper care…

Merilyn quickened her steps.

By the time she reached the door, she was breathless, her nerves stretched thin. Lord Vladya’s chambers were fortified, so she could hear nothing from the outside.

She knocked, anxious. "Your Highness, it is I—Lady Merilyn. You requested my presence."

The door swung open instantly.

A disheveled, sweaty, and utterly distressed King Daemonikai stood on the other side. His eyes wild, chest heaving, body vibrating with tension.

"Get in here." His voice was deep, rough with rut and frustration.

Merilyn stepped in. The scent of heat and pheromones was so heavy, so potent in the air, her head spun. Desire rose, lust stirred as she fought to keep herself in check.

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