Mated To The Cruel Prince
Chapter 315: Dark Fae Child

Chapter 315: Dark Fae Child

"This is the brew you asked for, young miss," Aurelia handed over the bowl to the tired Islinda who sat up sluggishly from the bed to receive it.

How in the world of Fae did she get to this point? Well, it turned out that flirting with Eli did have its consequences.

After Eli made her see the "stars" with the help of his expert fingers, Islinda had sincerely thought that it was over only for him to clear the table with one clean sweep of his hand. The next he had deposited her onto the table with her dress ridden up.

The servants, including her, gasped at the sudden turn of events and they didn’t need a prophet to tell them their service was not needed anymore. They bowed their heads quickly and hurried out of the dining hall as if a beast was after them.

It was unfortunate that the said beast had no time for them and his attention was focused on Islinda instead. He tore her clothes off as if they were mere rags and not one of the most expensive garments she owned.

"You look better without clothes" The bastard dared to justify his action.

Then he was inside of her, fucking her on the table they used to have their meal. How could he do that on the table? But Islinda did not have time to care for proprieties because Eli was thrusting into her with blazing passion and blunt force, and by the gods, she enjoyed every minute of it.

However, It did not stop there.

Even after she had come, all Eli did was spread her legs further apart and made them wrapped around his waist. For the second time, he prioritized thrusting deeper into her than blunt speed and pace. He went slow yet precise, circling his hips and hitting spots that had her screaming out his name.

Yes, Islinda did not doubt that every single Fae in the house heard her scream. After that, he made her sit on his lap and this time gave her the power to dominate him. Islinda never thought she would enjoy riding Eli so badly but it was one exhilarating experience.

She liked the way his Adam’s apple bobbed whenever she ground against him. The way his head would lull back and the deep rumble from his chest showed proof of his pleasure. When he did come, his hooded eyes were glowing and he gripped her hips so hard, his hands, no, claws dug into her skin and drew blood. She collapsed on him in the dining chair with Islinda feeling filled and cherished.

However, there was no way she would look at the dining room the same way again. They had soiled the eating area and the memory would not depart from her head anytime soon.

"Oops, seems someone has no clothes," He appeared shocked when it was all his doing.

"Unfortunately, I can’t have you walking around naked. Your body, mind, and soul belong to me now, princess." He declared with such strong conviction that Islinda unconsciously nodded to it.

Without warning their environment swirled so quickly Islinda felt the breakfast she had eaten rise to the surface, right before her back hit something soft. She was back in her room and lying flat on her bed with Eli hovering above her and grinning at her devilishly.

No....

The words of protest, of course, died on her lips as Eli took up from where he died. Was there anything like excess sex? Islinda definitely had one. There was no way this was a Fae thing. Eli was definitely a sex maniac.

However, what baffled Islinda the most was that no matter how tired she was or the number of orgasms she’d had, each time Eli grew inside of her and he moved his unabated, her sex would throb and she would find herself indulging him over and over and over again, even upon her exhaustion, as if her body was made for him and his utmost satisfaction. For both of their satisfaction. And she had no power over it. She could not resist it. Islinda could not resist him.

Deep down, Islinda perceived that if left alone, they could go at it for days. Eli already ravished her last night and destroyed whatever notion she had about sex. They had done it everywhere in his room. And if she let this strange raging hormone take over and they went at it for days, there was no doubt they would explore every part of the castle.

Sadly, Islinda had forgotten she was a human and Eli was not just a Fae, but a high Fae. She had overestimated her body’s capacity and ended up passing out in the nth round after a mind-blowing orgasm.

When she eventually opened her eyes, it was Zaya and Aurelia by her side with no sign of Eli. A weird ache formed in her chest at his absence, however, she ignored it. The both of them can’t be together all day long. Moreover, they can’t be near each other without the consuming need to tear each other’s clothes and mate.

Weird.

Something was going on, Islinda could strangely perceive it.

Compared to the first time when Zaya healed her tired body, the embarrassment was not too much and the healer minded her business as usual. Everyone in the castle already knew she was having sex with the prince and it was probably all they could talk about. It was time to embrace it and stop being ashamed of something she had no control over. Moreover, people were always going to gossip anyway.

"I had to double the dosage," Aurelia informed her.

"What?!" Islinda exclaimed in surprise, the bowl pressed to her lips, halfway drinking the tonic.

"You have been together with the prince all night and today as well. I told you earlier that Fae seed is potent for female humans and I have to eliminate the chances of that happening. One dark Fae is enough, we can’t have another damned dark Fae child running loose." Aurelia said with enough detest in her voice that made Islinda stiffen at once.