Mated To The Cruel Prince
Chapter 235: Who Are You?

Chapter 235: Who Are You?

"So tell me, my lady, would you want me to assist you in the bath? I can give you a good back scrub and the best shower orgasm?"

Islinda’s mouth fell open from the shock and try as much as she did to control her expression, a deep flush still moved up her features. To make matters worse, a very hot image that was not suitable for children and the innocent minds, flashed in her head.

It was a scene of her soaking in the bathtub, enjoying the steaming water with her head thrown over the edge, her eyes dark with desire while Aldric buried his face between her legs and "serviced" her. The heat that coursed straight to her core was enough to jerk Islinda to awareness, and she fanned her cheeks, realizing how hot it was.

She looked back at Aldric, realizing he had not backed out of his "proposition" and the mirth in his eyes suggested that the dark Fae was very much aware of what was going on with her. He knew his effect on her.

"My back scrubs are legendary, Islinda. You have so much tension in your body, and all it requires is one touch and you will release." He purred, his breath ghosting over her ear, sending a thrill down her spine. And Of course, he wasn’t just talking about the back scrub this time.

Damn that dirty-mouthed Fae, Islinda cursed in her mind. What has she landed herself into? Every single nerve in her body was lit up and she swore to the gods that if Aldric as much as lay a hand on her, she would combust.

A heated energy builds between them, pulsing and spiraling in the air around, entangling the both of them together. Even as emotionless as Aldric was, Islinda refused to believe the dark fae prince could not feel this strange pull between them.

Aldric lifted a hand to his mouth and her heated gaze captured the action, her mind filled with the thought of tasting those lips again. She hadn’t spent enough time savoring his sexy lips, it was always brief or her pulling away out of guilt or shock. What if she sampled the product properly this time? Aldric was offering it for free. Nor would there be emotions. Zero expectations.

"What are you still waiting for, darling? Make up your mind now. Take what I know you want from me," Aldric said softly, tucking a strand of her brown hair behind her ear. His finger brushed across her skin, heat building in her belly. Islinda swallowed, throbbing with need between her legs.

As confident as Aldric had been in handling her, his nostrils flared the instant he scented her. He inhaled every single, raging need pounding through her body. Her scent wrapped around him. Around his head. It filled him with just one thought. Islinda was his and ripe for the taking.

Although the desire messed with her head, Islinda sensed the change within Aldric. She noticed how his glacial eyes became wild, no, feral, and gleamed with powers she could never fathom. His perfect face was more angular than usual, and he was terrifying and oddly beautiful at the same time.

However, the scariest of them all were his canines. Aldric’s canines had elongated, the sharp ends that gleamed in the light made Islinda swallow nervously. It felt like standing in the face of a predator. There was no more amusement in Aldric’s eyes, nor recognition there. It was like she was staring at Aldric and yet it was not him. How did things escalate so quickly?

Her attention quickly shifted to his runes that moved across his skin, writhing like golden snakes on his body, unnerving her the more when it was followed up by the dark shadows surrounding his body.

Islinda swallowed, her heart pounding as she called his name

unsure, "Aldric?"

Aldric in question did not answer, staring into her eyes with an intensity that disturbed her. Something weird was going on here and Islinda wasn’t so sure, she wanted to be part of it.

"I suddenly think I would eat before the bath," Islinda said nervously, trying to sidestep him only for a hand to shoot out and pull her to his body.

Islinda screamed, her heart skyrocketing to the point she would not be surprised if she died from a heart attack right now.

"Please don’t kill me," She begged him, her eyes squeezed shut.

"Interesting," Aldric finally spoke and Islinda opened her eyes slowly.

"What?"

"You are not the other one," said Aldric, or whatever he is right now. His hand was still on her waist, unwilling to let go.

"The other one?" Islinda blinked up at him in confusion.

"Tatiana." He announced, his lips pressed thin.

Islinda’s eyes widened in surprise, recalling this was the same name that had almost caused a fight between Aldric and Andre. The damn Fae even threatened to kill her if Andre dared to tell her the details.

Islinda knew she was pushing her luck here, especially when she had no idea what was happening with the dark Fae prince. This was Aldric, yet not Aldric. She could feel the differences in their demeanor. By the gods, she should be freaking out right now. How was she so calm? But Islinda guessed living in a realm where anything could happen, nothing could faze her anymore.

She licked her lips, and tried her luck asking, "Who is Tatiana?"

The weird Aldric glanced down at her with a cold, impassive look only for his lips to curl into a smile, "I see what you’re doing, princess. But you won’t be getting that secret from my mouth, at least until he says otherwise."

"He?" Islinda’s brow furrowed further in confusion. Was this Aldric or had some strange demon or spirit possessed him? What was going on here?

"Who else but Aldric,"

"How?"

This was not making sense. How can there be two Aldric’s in one body?

"You’re curious about me. " His expression brightened up like the sun, "You really want to know about me, don’t you? Do tell me. "

"Of course, I want to," Islinda needed to know not only because she genuinely needed the clues she could gather, but to know when to run for her dear life. It seems there was more to Aldric than meets the eye and she doesn’t want to be the casualty loss.

"I am Aldric, princess."

Perhaps, it must have been the look on Islinda’s face, but he delved into details, "Precisely part of him. I’m the side he tends to ignore the most." He chuckled, "Even right now, I can sense him trying to get back in control. But don’t worry, I’ll be leaving soon."

Islinda unintentionally let out a relieved breath.

He noticed it, and pressed her closer so their bodies were flush together, "But don’t miss me too much because I will be back again. I have seen the both of you together and it’s killing me that he hasn’t devoured you yet..."

Islinda swallowed, having no idea which of the Aldric’s were good at this point. She was not a food to be devoured, you know.

"But before I go, I have to leave a gift for Aldric,"

"What gift?" She breathed.

He cradled her head and kissed her.