That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39

FMERIEL

Before Emeriel could pull the unic overhead, Ackeira moved in front of him, shielding him from view.

“May I g–go first, your highness?” Aekeira stuttered, her voice filled with trepidation.

The three grand lords’s gazes fell upon Ackeira. What she had ju done was an abomination. A sacrilege.

11 was forbidden for a slave to make requests of any lord or to interfere with their commands. Ackeira had just broken two cardinal rules of the slaves.

“What are you doing. Keira!” Emeriel whispered anxiously behind his sister.

Grand Lord Zaiper leaned forward on his throne, his brows furrowed. “But I commanded the boy to unclothe. How dare you interrupt a royal command?”

“I apologize for being so bold, but I wish to strip for you, your majesty,” Aekeira insisted in a cool voice; her tone daring like a tempest. Only Emeriel noticed the slight tremor in her hand. “Please grant me the honor

“Mmm,” Grand Lord Zaiper scrutinized her, yet Aekeira stood her ground.

However, it was not Grand Lord Zaiper’s gaze that frightened Emeriel the most. It was the way Grand Lord Vladya was looking at his sister.

His face displayed almost no expression, but the brewing storman his eyes sent shivers down Emeriel’s spine.

What in the universe has Aekeira done to capture the attention of Grand Lord Vladya?

attention, little bird, you have it. Undress “Very well then. The boy can strip for me later. Since you are so eager to gain my for me.” Grand Lord Zaiper declared, a predatory smile of indulgence on his face that fooled no one.

He would undoubtedly punish Aekeira for daring to do what she had done.

Ackeira squeezed Emeriel’s hand one last time before releasing it entirely and began to undress.

AEKEIRA

It was fascinating how the fierce need to protect could diminish even the greatest fear and instill courage.

When this ceremony began, Aekeira’s sole desire was to blend in To avoid being noticed. She felt relief when most of the slaves were chosen to follow the lords orders, and she remained unnoticed.

All seemed well. That is, until Em was given that command.

Now, Ackeira let go of her younger sister’s hand completely and started to undress..

Ackcira had drawn the attention of lords who weren’t preoccupied with the other slaves, and now, numerous eyes were fixed upon her as she shed her garments. Standing before them, completely naked.

Lust clouded Grand Lord Zaiper’s eyes, momentarily overshadowing the anger Aekeira detected within them. The sound of impressed murmurs echoed around her, but she refrained from turning to investigate their origins.

Approach, Grand Lord Zaiper ordered.

Ackeira closed the distance between them until she stood upon the elevated podium where the four thrones were positioned.

“You are a vision of beanry Grand Land Zaiper’s gaze roamed

day in your chambers. And you were aware of that, were you not slave?

Ackeira nodded..

“May I touch, your highness?” a lord’s voice came through.

“By all means, Lord Dante.”

Hands began to explore her. More than a pair of hands. Fingers trailed down her thighs, while another hand cupped her other breast.

Hands spread her thighs while another forcefully penetrated her unprepared.

Ackeira winced, and tightly shut her eyes.

The invading finger moved in and out of her, causing pain. Someone pinched her nipple hard, and she cried out. Shifting restlessly, seeking relief, but all she met was a slap on her thigh

“Stay still, Grand Lord Zaiper commanded.

Aekeira forced herself to obey as pain ravaged her body. Some of the lords had exposed their genitals, masturbating while gazing at her.

Grand Lord Zaiper positioned himself in her line of sight, obstructing her view. Then, he untied his robe, revealing his fat manhood, locking eyes with her. “Open”

She obeyed, and his length filled her mouth, reaching the back of her throat.

She gagged, but the grand lord showed no mercy, maintaining hold. He remained lodged in her throat, daring her to pull back.

Tears welled in her eyes, her throat uncomfortably constricted, if she were on the verge of retching Aekeira struggled to suppress the urge to withdraw, knowing the punishment that would follow if she did.

Grand Lord Zaiper began to forcefully thrust.