Mated To The Cruel Prince
Chapter 209: Seducing Him

Chapter 209: Seducing Him

To think one day she would be scared of a kiss.

Islinda took in a deep breath, tightening her resolve not to get carried away. It’s just a quick, short kiss. Thankfully, Aldric said so himself and couldn’t contradict that. No loopholes. Thank the gods.

She was able to cover the distance between them with just a move forward and lifted herself on her toes, smacking her lips on his and stepping back before he could blink.

"Done." Islinda breathed with relief. See, that went better than she thought.

However, Aldric looked at her indifferently, "What just happened?"

"The kiss." Islinda’s breathing was heavy even though it wasn’t even a real kiss.

He snorted, "Were you massaging my lips or what?"

And her hackles raised at his ridiculing tone, "You said it would be a simple kiss."

Aldric’s lips curled, "I’m not a bit sorry to tell you this darling, but if that Idea of a simple kiss was the experience you got from Valerie, then I can confirm that my brother dearest was a very poor teacher because that could only qualify as a peck,"

As if the snark was not enough, he added almost immediately, "Even a peck could do better than that. However, if that’s not from my brother, then I can say that you’re proudly a bigger coward than I thought. You don’t even uphold an agreement honorably."

Islinda’s eyes cut ablaze with that statement, looking red in the face. If Aldric hoped to provoke her with his words then it worked.

She snarled, "Fine, let me show you how big of a coward I can be."

Islinda then went on her tiptoes again, held Aldric’s face with both hands, and pushed her mouth against his. Her lips pressed against his firmly for over a minute before she began to move and it was an incredible feeling. His lips were just as soft as she had thought - and recalled.

She didn’t realize until now there was something incredibly hot about being in charge of this kiss. And she nibbled on his lower lips that once held her interest, exhilarated by the feeling. However, that fascination soon became irritation when Aldric would not respond to her kiss.

So Islinda broke the kiss and lifted her eyes to him, "What the hell?" She gave him a warning look.

Then she moved to place her lips on him again, this time curling her hand around his neck and kissing him hard on the mouth. Yet the result was the same.

She stepped back and pushed him on the chest, anger coursing through her at his nonchalant, although she had to applaud his ability to keep a straight face through the whole thing. The fact Aldric did not reciprocate the kiss made her confidence plummet, was she that bad of a kisser?

Islinda shoved Aldric hard on the chest again, not that she was able to dislodge him. He was firmly planted on the spot.

She lashed out, "You said you needed a proper kiss and yet you don’t even encourage me? What’s wrong with you?!"

His impassive features finally eased off, replaced by a cocky grin, "Perhaps, I’m not so easily aroused, unlike a certain human." He pointed her out.

Spurred on by the anger running through her veins thanks to that bastard, she spat out, "Damn you!" Then she sealed her mouth over his for the third time, determined to break through his defenses.

Islinda refused to accept the fact that he could make her leg give out with just one touch and yet she couldn’t? What was he made of, stone, that was incapable of feeling? No, Aldric was made of flesh and blood and he was the horniest creature that she has ever known. And she would break his self-control.

Hence, Islinda kissed him harder, gripping his shoulders in an attempt to push him closer, and brushed her breast across his, moaning at the need that screamed through her. Yet, Aldric was unaffected. Her brows furrowed, she was attempting to juggle between feeling and thinking about how to seduce Aldric at the same time. Either the Fae was a good actor or he really had an on and off button for his feelings. And right now, it was turned off.

Yet Islinda did not give not up and moved to deepen the kiss, but Aldric would not grant her submission. She grunted against his lips in annoyance, yet realized at the same time this might be the breakthrough that she needed. So she pushed and he pushed back.

Stubborn Fae.

So her hands slid down and traced his manhood which hardened instantly. Ha! Caught him!

At once, Aldric grabbed her face and pulled away.

"Playing dirty, are we now darling?" He gave her an admonishing look.

Islinda smiled, "You are not as unaffected as you claim to be. I just confirmed."

"Of course, you did." His eyes gleamed with desire, his lips curling wickedly, "And now you would have to put out the fire that you started, darling."

Islinda gulped, Oh no.

Before she had the chance to voice out a protest, Aldric already held her hard against him, slamming his lips down on her. By the gods, Islinda moaned at the intensity of pleasure that exploded inside of her. She shivered as his hand trailed along her skin and rested on the small of her back while the other cradled her head, and kept her still as he ministered unto her lips.

Aldric engulfed her in a deep, hard kiss as if he had been biding his time all those while she had been pathetically trying to arouse him and waiting for this exact moment to unleash his wrath. Islinda did not know what to be ashamed of, the fact she had been trying to seduce him with her mediocre skill or the fact she shamelessly enjoyed the kiss.

Islinda felt the sensation of being carried in the air and clung to him, the rational part of her brain long gone, else it would have reminded her that this had gone past a simple kiss. Islinda gasped in a breath when her back suddenly hit the wall and Aldric’s expertise tongue snuck into her mouth.