Mated To The Cruel Prince
Chapter 609: Feed Me

Chapter 609: Feed Me

It was clear that Aldric had an "effective" communication with Karle. In one word, his uncle wouldn’t be able to run his mouth to anyone even if he wanted to because he was bound by an oath to Aldric, with death as the consequence for breaking it. Fortunately for Aldric, his uncle valued his life and knew better than to gossip.

Unfortunately for Aldric, the Winter Court’s disarray forced him to miss dinner. Instead, he was preoccupied with compiling a list of high faeries destined to meet their end by his hand, while also discerning which ones would prove valuable to him in the long run.

By the time Aldric finished his task, it was late at night, and he decided to retire to bed immediately. He planned to seek out his mate the following day, relishing the opportunity to provoke her. Aldric enjoyed eliciting strong emotions from Islinda, knowing it was in those moments that she sometimes let the truth slip. And there was no denying how attractive she looked when flustered, with her rosy cheeks and piercing gaze. She was undeniably alluring, his mate, his beautiful mate.

Aldric went to bed with a smile on his lips, his dreams pleasant until a sudden shift in the air jolted him awake. His eyes snapped open, his body tensing instinctively, ready to defend against an attack. However, his defensive stance halted abruptly when he saw Islinda straddling his body.

"Islinda..." Aldric uttered, surprised by her presence.

He narrowed his gaze at her. What was Islinda doing in his bed in the middle of the night, especially in such a compromising position? While part of him hoped that Islinda had a change of heart about their relationship and was delighted with this unexpected outcome, suspicion gnawed at Aldric’s chest. He sensed that something was not right with Islinda.

Before Aldric could voice his concerns, Islinda leaned in and silenced him with a kiss. Aldric’s eyes widened in surprise as Islinda’s lips moved against his with passion. It was a rare occurrence for Islinda to take the lead in seduction, making it almost feel like a privilege for him. Despite the intensity of the moment, Aldric couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.

When Islinda deepened the kiss and her tongue slipped into his mouth, curling around his and starting a sexual dance. Aldric knew at that moment that he was a goner and decided to get lost to the feeling. Not that he could fight her allure anyway. Aldric could only hope that Islinda’s courage doesn’t falter and she takes it all the way through because he was as hard as fuck and he would die if she left him unsatisfied.

His prayers were answered when Islinda’s hand traveled down to wrap around his throbbing shaft. Aldric gasped and broke apart from the kiss, cursing under his breath. It was well-known that he preferred sleeping naked, and he couldn’t help but feel fortunate that this was one of those lucky nights.

Islinda tentatively ran her hand across his hard arousal, savoring the warmth emanating from him like a furnace.

"I want you," Islinda confessed, breathless and eager.

Aldric stared at Islinda with wide, incredulous eyes, unable to believe what he had just heard. It felt too good to be true, and he couldn’t shake the suspicion that it might be a cruel prank.

To confirm that he had heard correctly, Aldric had to ask, "What did you just say?"

He refused to fall for what could potentially be a heartless joke.

Islinda did not answer immediately, an amorous moan escaping her throat as she ground against him, seeking relief from the throbbing ache between her legs.

"Let’s just fuck already, dark prince," she groaned in frustration.

Her moans intensified as she lasciviously rocked against Aldric, his hardness just inches away from pressing into her wetness. Islinda wore nothing beneath her skimpy nightwear, and she was so wet she was practically drenched.

Despite Aldric’s lingering skepticism, he could not resist the temptation any longer. His chest rose and fell rapidly, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as he anticipated the copulation between them. If Islinda was being serious, then he couldn’t pass up this chance. Moreover, he wanted this too. He wanted her. Aldric was determined to give her the best fuck of her life.

To fulfill his promises, Aldric reached for her, intending to pull her down onto his eager cock. However, Islinda surprised him by grabbing both of his hands and pinning them above his head. Being placed in such a submissive position didn’t sit right with Aldric; he was the one who intended to dominate her tonight.

Attempting to assert his dominance, Aldric tried to flip her over. To his astonishment, he discovered that he couldn’t move Islinda at all. A furrow appeared on his face as he attempted again, but like before, he couldn’t budge her. It was as if she were as immovable as a boulder.

The furrow of his brows deepened into a frown as confusion filled him. What was happening? Aldric pondered, considering various possibilities. Perhaps Islinda had consumed something enchanted to enhance her strength. He could catch the faint whiff of wine on her breath, adding to his suspicions.

As Aldric mentally made excuses for the unsettling discovery, Islinda sank onto him, taking him inch by inch. His marvelous length stretched her until she was sheathed to the hilt. Aldric groaned while Islinda blew out a trembling breath, her body adjusting to his sheer size. It was the most satisfying feeling, knowing he was completely enveloped by her.

"By the gods, you’re so tight," Aldric growled, overwhelmed by the sensation.

Islinda began to move herself up and down his length, taking him so deeply that Aldric couldn’t help but release a guttural moan.

"Yes, just like that... maybe a little faster," Aldric said through gritted teeth, his desire building with each agonizingly slow movement Islinda made.

In the throes of pleasure, Aldric reached out to grab her ass, intending to guide her movements, but Islinda slapped his hand away with a throaty warning, "Don’t... Tonight is for me. I’m going to wring every ounce of pleasure from your princely ass, and you’re going to feed me."