Mated To The Cruel Prince
Chapter 264: The Good Teacher

Chapter 264: The Good Teacher

While Issac could hardly breathe with her hand wrapped around his warm, engorged flesh, Maxi’s lustful eyes were filled with mad fascination. She licked her lips while staring at his massive member like a dog salivating for its delicious bones. She couldn’t wait to have him and would relish every bit of it.

She stroked him tentatively and Issac let out a string of curses, shutting his eyes and reveling in the sensation. But Maxi’s strokes were maddeningly slow and gentle, so he opened his eyes to coax her for a faster pace only for his mouth to drop open.

Maxi was not just touching him, she was studying him. The damn horse shifter was checking his length, tracing every veins and ridges and testing the weight of him.

Issac let out a deep breath before gritting his teeth, "Don’t you think it’s a

a little bit too late for this."

"Patience, love, holding it in is another form of self-control," Maxi told him while he pulsated beneath her hand.

"By the gods," Issac looked up to heaven for help. What in the Fae has he gotten himself into?

As if finally having compassion on him, she began to pump his length up and down, slowly increasing the speed, the strength, and his moans echoed in the dark of the night. Hopefully, no Fae was passing by and heard that. Not that he cared at the moment. His hips bucked, beginning to move in time with her movement. His breath came in gasps and just when he was about to reach his climax, she stopped.

"Maxi –!"

This was not the time for her teasing! He wanted to protest only for her to take him into his mouth and he rumbled a loud growl. By the gods, this was heaven.

Issac shut his eyes, savoring the sensation, his breathing labored. He reached for her, trying to weave his fingers into her hair and guide her movement, Maxi swat his hand away. She was in charge here, he would take whatever she gave him.

Maxi licked and teased him mercilessly till her name was a chant on his tongue. Each time he tried to reach for her, he recalled her displeasure, only to clench and unclench his fists instead, trying to contain himself. He loved whatever she was doing to him and couldn’t afford to make her stop.

The pleasure began to build, Issac was nearing the edge as his face became tight with pleasure and his frame began to shudder. At that very moment, Maxi took him till he hit the back of her throat, sucking him hard for one final moment.

Issac cried out as he shot his load down her throat. He tried to retreat but Maxi grabbed his waist, her nails digging into his firm bottom as she milked him dry till there was nothing left to give. Issac was left astounded as he watched Maxi lick every drop and not let any go to waste. The gods help him because it was a very sensual move and he became hard again.

Issac has seen bold females but none of their charisma nor passion matched Maxi’s. She stood up to her feet, intentionally brushing her breast across his chest and sending delicious shivers through him.

Maxi leaned forward, her breath hot as she purred into her ears, "Now’s your turn, shy Fae, and please don’t disappoint me. I have lots of expectations." She finished by squeezing his ass hard, giving him a taunting smile.

Something dangerous flashed in Issac’s eyes, and he hoisted her without warning, drawing a delighted squeal from her mouth as he shoved her up against the wall. He was spurred by the challenge in her tone and was determined to make her regret those words.

She wrapped her legs around him while Issac captured her face, and brought his lips to her, pouring the new blazing anger, frustration, hunger, and desire, all of it, into the kiss that left them panting and trembling. He grabbed her bottom, rubbing them on his hard crotch while Maxi dug her hand into his hair, moaning into his mouth.

The kiss was a distraction and Maxi had no time to brace herself as Issac slammed her into his cock and her body trembled with pleasure as he buried himself to the hilt.

By the gods...

She broke away from the kiss, moaning long at the feeling of his huge length filling and stretching her walls. It was a very, very delicious feeling. Issac began to thrust into her with so much force she clenched and pulsated around him. Not that she was complaining.

If anything, she met each of Issac’s thrusts as he drove into her harder, and harder, pushing himself deep into her. He grabbed her hips, guiding her movements to the rhythm of his thrusts. Maxi could feel she was reaching the peak and when Issac circled his hips, hitting just the right spot, she clenched around him and her toes curled.

Maxi surrendered to the orgasm, panting as the pleasure washed over her. But even as she rode it out, Issac never stopped as he continued to fuck her.

"Issac!" She screamed his name as his control snapped.

His movements were a frenzy, his strokes increasing in speed and intensity. He yanked on her hair. The harsh grip only excited her, her hips bucking against his in a rhythm to match. The air in the stall was heated with sensual energy and a scream rippled through the night as Maxi suffered the most mind-blowing orgasm.

She clung to him, her finger digging into his back as Issac slammed into her over and over till he too cried out as he came hard, shooting his seed into her, their bodies quivering with the release while she cursed. Typical horse shifter.

Their gazes met, the both of them were panting, hair tousled and their body wet with sweat. Now that the deed had been done, they stared at each other with uncertainty. Who was going to make the first move?

"So how was it?" He waited with anticipation for her response.

Maxi grinned at him, "I’m a good teacher. I’m sure there’s room for improvement with more practice."

Issac smiled, then leaned forward to kiss her.