LeeMaRi1999

Princess Hena Montley’s 23rd birthday was never easy. Her parents, the queen and king died. The North Kingdom was on the verge of falling into the enemy's wicked invasion of throwing the royal family off of the throne.

As she was on the run from getting assassinated, Hena realized that she had nowhere to go to. She was supposed to be dead, with no one by her side. To her dread, footsteps could already be heard from afar. she found a magnificent-looking man who had jet black hair and flashing red eyes.

When the man immediately saw the danger she was in, he took her by her horse. And when one of the enemies asked who his companion was, he introduced her as his wife, suddenly fleshed out her neck and took a sip of her blood?

He must have been out of his mind?!

But then, the princess had no choice but to follow the guy as he led her to his kingdom. The man turned to be the crowned prince of a kingdom ruled by vampires.

She had already crossed the borderline of the East Kingdom. 

Consummation of marriage?

Climbing up in the ladder?

Revenge?

She had to do all of this?

“I don’t care about your goals,” the vampire prince cheekily smirked, showing off his pearly white fangs as he pinned her on her bed, running his fingers through his jet-black hair. It was annoying how this man was wickedly charming and devastatingly handsome. “I just want to take away all of your innocence and sip your blood like it’s my favorite hibiscus tea.”

"You're ridiculous!"

"We'll see about that."
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Prince, Take Away My Innocence!

Another light giggle came out of his mouth, and how was it possible for a man to look so cute and sexy at the same time, so made of perfection while he was currently impaling her with his huge shaft. "Hence the adjusting," he groaned out, the words getting caught in his throat a bit when she squeezed around him, unable to help it as her walls got used to the large… intrusion. 


"I like it," she whispered, holding tight to him while she once again tried to help herself by lifting her hips up to meet him.  


He felt so good, so deep – but especially so when he finally started to move, taking his time to pull almost all the way out before sinking down again, making her back arch, a moan squeaking out of her well. 


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