Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 184

Chapter 184: A High Pain Tolerance

Note: caution while heading down this Chapter. A little bit of BDSM in play

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Issac’s eyes snapped open the instant he felt a dip in his bed, however, he made no move to attack as the familiar scent drifted into his nose. Instead he closed his eyes and went back to sleep, refusing to acknowledge the figure who wrapped her arm around him from behind and buried her nose in the crook of his neck.

"I know you’re not sleeping, shy Fae," Maxi spoke against his skin, her warm breath sending a thrill through him.

Although Issac did not pretend to be asleep in the first place, he simply did not address her presence knowing that she was here to tease and leave him with a boner as usual. It was no longer fun to him considering he was always on the receiving end of the pain and would have to have a chilling bath in the middle of the night.

Issac was a gentle Fae after all and would not force himself on Maxi without her consent even if she had it coming. He would rather suffer through it because his mother did not raise him that way; he could not disrespect females.

"Why?" Maxi continued, her hand leaving his waist to trail up his chest and caress his defined abdomen, noticing with delight how his muscles flexed beneath her palm. She knew Issac slept shirtless and did not hesitate to take advantage of it. And he was definitely affected.

At first, it seemed like Issac was not going to rise to the challenge by waiting out the torture but he hissed when her hand traveled down south and slapped her palm, at the same time he turned and pinned her beneath him.

Issac glared down at her, drawing heaving breaths.

Max’s lips curled with a knowing smile, "For a moment there, I thought I was touching a statue. Who knew a statue could move," She burst into maniacal laughter, her body shaking from it.

"By the gods, I’m done with you," Issac swore through gritted teeth and pulled himself forward as he reached for something beneath the bed. He then turned to pin her beneath him.

All the while Maxi laughed as he took hold of both of her hands and tied her hand which was lifted above her head to the headboard with a plaited rope.

"You know this is hopeless, Issac. I’m still going to break out of it." Maxi said, tugging at the rope to prove that his efforts were futile.

The horse shifter stopped tugging and relaxed on the bed, unfazed, "Besides, I am not ready to mate with you yet. Unless...." She paused in suspense, "You would have to force yourself on me. But then, you are not going to do that, would you? You are a righteous Fae after all," Maxi grinned darkly, continuously testing his patience without fear of repercussion.

Issac stared down at Maxi with a clenched jaw, "Why? Why did you make me promise you sex when you were going to hold out on it for this long, torturing me instead?" His eyes narrowed, "Or is it just your morbid fascination to see me suffer?"

Maxi stared back, holding his gaze, "What do you think? You’re so pure that I can’t help but want to taint your soul black. How long can you take it before you snap? How long can you hold onto your integrity and your air of superiority, shy Fae?" She whispered in the end.

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