Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 269

Chapter 269: [Bonus Chapter]

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Words were not needed between them, communicating instead with each move of his mouth against hers and the clashing of their tongues. With every touch and taste, Aldric took Islinda away from this world, as they lost sight of everything together.

To be honest, Islinda thought Aldric would take her there, and then, not that she would have protested. She was so horny, she wouldn’t mind bedding him. Islinda now understood why Aldric was always smug, he had not been bluffing about his ability in bed. Now, she was burning with both anticipation and desire.

She was not alone. Aldric too was alive with desire. Islinda could feel his arousal poking her belly. She swallowed, feeling the sheer size of him. If he was anything like Valerie, she would feel him deep inside of her for days. If he was more than that, the gods help her, he would tear her apart. Both the fear and anticipation thrummed through her.

But Aldric stepped away to her disappointment, and her face fell. Why did he suddenly stop? Does he not want her anymore? Did she do something wrong?

As if sensing her distress, Aldric spoke softly to her, "Don’t look so sad, princess, I was merely saying hello and your response was.... " Aldric closed his eyes and drew a long inhale, the undiluted pleasure on his face causing a blush to creep up her neck, "heavenly" He finally said the word.

Islinda already knew that he could scent her arousal. Was that what he was doing right now? Islinda tried so hard to control her expression but the flush still made its way to her cheeks. This time, it burned hotter.

"Moreover," He continued, "Are you sure you’re ready to give me your body?" He punctuated his question by swiping his thumb across her nipple and the sensation seared through her.

However, shame quickly washed over her and Islinda began to wonder if her eagerness to bed him was born out of the need to enact her plans or something else. If it was the latter, then she was truly fucked.

Her senses finally returned and Islinda realized how stupid it was to have gotten carried away. Aldric and his alter ego were the same and no matter how much sweet nothings he muttered into her ears and his sexual prowess, she will still get hurt in the end. His host Aldric would win and she would be the one wallowing in regret.

This was not the time for pleasure, but to plot her escape. This other Aldric was much more trusting towards her and he promised to hold back his host for two days. It could be a lie, but this was the opportunity she needed. Although she would have to keep up with the act that involved lots of kissing and touching. No sex thankfully.

Islinda was not ready for that deeper level of intimacy. Look what happened with just a kiss and foreplay, she almost lost her way. Islinda feared if Aldric made love to her, she might really give up fighting him and accommodate all of his shortcomings. She might fall in love with the villain.

Fuck, that cannot happen.

She was a good person and could not give in to evil. With Aldric, he would taint her soul till there’s nothing good left in her. If only Islinda knew that her goodness was what attracted the dark prince to her in the first place and he would rather destroy the world than let her lose it.

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