Mated To The Cruel Prince
Chapter 479: Surrender —2

Chapter 479: Surrender —2

Aldric’s idea of getting down to business was instantaneous. Islinda let out a shocked gasp as he willed his pants to be ripped into pieces and he was bare before her. Islinda gulped as her gaze fell on his hard like steel member set before her. He was as huge as she remembered and she couldn’t help but shudder. Eli was a skilled yet compassionate lover, but the same couldn’t be said for Aldric. Just as he promised, he was going to destroy her tonight. But even at that, Islinda couldn’t suppress the shiver of anticipation that washed over her. She still wanted it. She wanted him.

His move was sudden and calculated as Islinda was pushed up against the wall, and she wrapped her arms and legs around him. They stared into each other’s eyes and Aldric said to her, "You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this."

Without warning, he thrust into her powerfully and Islinda’s gasping cry echoed across the room, the sensation tearing through her.

"The Gods! Aldric, you are too huge!" Islinda cried as pain washed over her even though she was wet with desire. To make it worse, he was only halfway through her yet it already felt like he was tearing her in two.

"Shhh," Aldric said, "You took Eli, you can take me. What’s pleasure without a little pain." He attempted to assure her in his own way.

Thankfully, he began to rock his hips slowly enabling Islinda to adjust and she let out a whimper when he sank fully into her. Islinda was so full she could feel him all the way to her womb. Aldric’s intoxicating scent filled her nostrils and the pain receded into intense pleasure.

"This is the time where you should start screaming," Aldric announced smugly.

Such utter arrogance, Islinda was about to give him a suitable retort only for Aldric to drive into her wildly.

"By the gods!" Islinda moaned aloud, holding Aldric tighter as her nails dug into his back. He was inside her so deep he might as well be weaving through her being.

He thrust into her without slowing down and moans ripped out of her lips with each meeting of their hips. Aldric was punishing her sweetly with his relentless energy and the gods help her, she was enjoying it so much.

"Tell me you love this?" Aldric grunted, fucking her like a beast unleashed, his hooded eyes peering up at her as he waited for her response.

"Yes, I love it." Islinda answered with a ragged breath, her hips eagerly moving on its own to match his brutal thrusts.

"Better than Eli’s?"

Islinda hesitated at that moment and that was all the answer Aldric needed. He thrust into Islinda with such blunt force and strength that she screamed, letting out a string of profanities as he nearly broke her in two.

"You are a bastard!" Islinda cursed him yet she urge him on and didn’t complain about the slight sting of their brutal lovemaking. And in no time she squeezed around him and cried out as wave and wave of pleasure swept over her. And yet Aldric didn’t stop.

"Aldric..... " Islinda cried, feeling a little sore. However, at the same time she didn’t want him to stop and greedily wanted more. Aldric didn’t fail to deliver. He pounded through her over and over till Islinda was screaming through her third orgasm.

He still didn’t stop.

Islinda screamed startled when Aldric grabbed her hips and tossed her over his shoulder like some caveman. As if that was not enough, he had the audacity to smack her across the bottom and she cried out at the sting of it. How could he hit her like some child?

Before she could protest, her back already hit his bed and he was crawling the length of her body. Aldric silenced her by pressing his lips to her in a lingering kiss meant to distract her as he brought her leg to wrap around his hips and eased inside her.

It didn’t hurt like before but the feeling of fullness he created inside of her didn’t vanish her one bit. Islinda could swear that it was magic because all her soreness vanished, leaving the rising tide of ecstasy he created as she cling to his shoulders.

"Yes, Aldric....." Islinda’s moans filled the whole room. She had tossed her conflict and her shyness out of the window the instant she undressed and couldn’t care less if the whole castle heard her right now.

Aldric thrust into her hard and fast, each stroke dominating and fierce than the last. Islinda could not exactly say she loved rough sex, but the gods knew she was loving every bit of it with Aldric. She embraced Aldric harder, overwhelmed by the sensation of being stretched and filled as his shaft seen to grow larger and harder inside her. He was going to broke her in two.

Aldric broke away from the kiss, looking every bit the primal Fae as, he peeked down at her through glowing blue eyes. A shiver of fear washed over Islinda and it did cross her mind that she was messing with a force she didn’t understand. However, she was in so deep she couldn’t stop now.

He wrapped his long fingers around the

column of her throat, his thumbs caressing her skin while he fucked her. Islinda swallowed when his grasp tightened and she willed her body not to panic. He was not going to kill her. However, his grip increased and while it did hurt, Islinda couldn’t repress the shiver that courses through her at the sensual move. Perhaps she should have worried as he cut off her breathing, instead it fed some strange, twisted and hungry creature insude of her and she moaned instead.

Even when she saw dots flashing behind her vision, Islinda relished the strangeness of it, propelling her hips up to meet his every plunge. Perhaps, even if he meant to kill her and not pleasure her by strangling her, Islinda’s mind was so clouded by ecstacy she wouldn’t mind dying this way.

So she took it all, even when her lungs were screaming for oxygen. No, she waited for that breathtaking moment. Aldric kept pounding between her thighs even while she was on the verve of death and in no time, Islinda’s body exploded like a firework, her back arching from the beautiful detonation.

Thus, she surrendered to the brutal pleasure and death.