Mated To The Cruel Prince
Chapter 268: Full Of Desire

Chapter 268: Full Of Desire

Islinda’s sharp intake of breath indicated her shock as Aldric kissed her with a gentleness she never thought he was capable of. It elicited a moan from her mouth and he swallowed the sound, heat emanating from his body.

Islinda told herself that she had no choice but to do so. She was Aldric’s prisoner and couldn’t resist his advances. Wasn’t that what prisoners of war do, please their masters to avoid being put to death? That she wasn’t enjoying this and it was all for Aldric’s sexual gratification. Alter ego or not, the both of them were the same.

Yet her body trembled under his touch, her pulse racing and her heart pounding in her chest. When Aldric easily parted her lips with his tongue, tasting and exploring her mouth, Islinda knew that she was a goner. She kissed him back with so much passionate zeal and just when she had decided to give in to the heat between them, Aldric pulled away.

Islinda let out a frustrated groan before heat rose to her cheeks and she realized that she was behaving like the lustful one here. By the gods, Islinda was so embarrassed she wished the ground could open up and swallow her at this moment. What would he think of her now?

However, Aldric laughed, finding her reaction cute. He announced heartily, "It’s good to know the facts have been proven."

The gods help her.

Islinda lifted a hand to her face but he pulled down the hand and bared her to him. Suddenly, there was a serious look on his face.

"However, since you won’t answer my question. It’s time for your body to truthfully reveal whether you missed me or not."

"What?"

That was all Islinda had to say before his lips slammed down on her with a fierceness that knocked the breath out of her lungs. There was no time to recover as Aldric raked his hand through her hair in a harsh hold and her body gave in to his demands.

Islinda couldn’t breathe, their kiss deepening into something ravenous and demanding. She moaned as the liquid fire surged through her veins. Islinda melted into him, unaware of everything else around her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, wanting more as he deepened the kiss.

She let Aldric’s tongue in and he drank from her nectar, exploring her mouth as if there was some hidden treasure only he knew of. Each caress of his lips and swirl of the tongue pulled down every one of her defenses until she was putty in his hands.

Through his clothing, Islinda could feel his hardness against her thigh and she kissed him harder as the need overwhelmed her. Aldric must not have expected it because he sucked in a sharp breath when her hand slipped beneath his tunic and traced the tight lines of his muscles over his abdomen.

As a warrior, Aldric was thoroughly built and she loved feeling each bump under her fingers. Aldric suddenly pulled away, leaving her dazed, and breathless. What now? Arousal had the blood rushing to her head and she couldn’t think straight.

However, the move must have been for her to breathe because their lips collided once more, Aldric’s hands shooting straight to her clothing and pushing the material down her shoulder as her breasts escaped the confinement.

He stepped back to admire her look smugly. Islinda should have been ashamed and lifted her hands to shield her chest, but she felt oddly empowered and full of desire. This was crossing the line, but perhaps it was for the best, Rosalind said to seduce him anyway.

It wasn’t until now that islinda realized that the blue of his eyes were back and they had darkened with desire. What does it signify? Does it mean that Aldric was back? However, she would have sensed the change were it so.

All thoughts raced from her head when Aldric cupped her breasts and squeezed hard. Islinda arched into him, moaning loudly. He rolled her nipples between his fingers till they had become a hardened nub.

Fire scorched through her the moment Aldric lowered his head and took her breast into his mouth, teasing and sucking her nipples.

"Aldric!" Islinda cried out his name, tipping her head back, wetness building between her legs. The sensation tears through her body as his teeth nip her.

Islinda was lost to all awareness but the way Aldric teased and pleasured her. She felt heady with desire, wanting him to consume her. So when his hand slipped under her nightwear that was bunched around her belly, working between her legs, and slipped beneath the edge of her panties, she did not stop him.

He lifted his face from her breast.

"Interesting, it seems you missed me after all. " Aldric smiled wickedly as he moved a finger through her wetness.

Islinda grabbed his shoulder, anchoring herself. He kissed her once more just as his fingers went to her clit and began to rub in a circular motion. Islinda part from the kiss, feeling her senses reel, and was lost in the feel of his fingers.

"Aldric," She cried out when he roughly pushed a finger inside her. Islinda could hardly breathe. Aldric thrust his finger in and out, her hips grinding against him while her walls tightened.

As if that was not enough, he roughly pushed another finger inside of her, and another, stretching her so wide she gasped for air.

"Aldric please!" Islinda cried out as the dark Fae prince drove harder into her with a rhythm that drove her higher and out of control. It was so much more than she could take. Her body could not handle it any longer.

Light exploded behind her eyes and Islinda came hard, burying her face between Aldric’s shoulder and biting down on his flesh so hard it wouldn’t surprise if she drew blood. She rode out the orgasm, quivering around his fingers until she came down from the high.

Aldric pulled his finger away, tilting her head back where he had better access to kiss her until her lips stung.