Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302: Abort This Mission

A fist in her hair yanked her back, and Islinda gasped at the sting in her scalp,

Eli’s control snapping the moment she had given consent and he kissed her fiercely as if he intended to devour her whole. Perhaps, he planned to. She moaned, her conflict and shyness evaporating the moment she made her demands, surprising Eli with her matching fervor.

She had been lusting after him throughout their date and couldn’t give up on the opportunity to take what she wanted now. Eli kissed her roughly, demanding, and almost violently. They were at war and he was the stronger opponent. He took, and she had no choice but to give. The power struggle between them was much the same as the day he had tricked her out of the human realm and the way she fought fiercely against him.

Eli was the warlord and she was his spoil of war, the kiss was passionate and brutal, so when he deepened it, he took her bottom lips between his teeth and bit till he could taste her sweet metallic blood. The kiss was so devouring her whole body shuddered against his when they parted. He licked her lips where he had wounded her as if that would heal it.

It was almost as if he was marking her, for everyone to know he owned her tonight. Islinda’s mouth was swollen and stung but that didn’t stop Eli from kissing her one more time as if he couldn’t get enough of her. By the time he was done, she was breathless and trembling, clinging to him as she was dizzied by the rough and conquering kiss. This was what Islinda wanted and more, and to think she had hesitated made her feel stupid.

Their eyes met and his glowing blue eyes were heavy with lust and the smile on his face was dangerous and evil. It was moments like this that Islinda couldn’t help but feel like both personalities fused because that devilish joy definitely belonged to Aldric and yet, it was Eli standing before her.

The glint in his eyes made her swallow because it promised both pain and joy. It made her body clench in anticipation, heat pooling between her legs. Islinda was somewhat terrified and yet wanted it all the same. His gaze dropped to her peaky breast and she flushed red as he licked his lips.

He cupped her breast as if testing the weight of each in his hand as he said, "I like that they fit perfectly in my palms." He squeezed and kneaded them, making pleasure vibrate through her. When he pinched her stiff and sensitive nipples, her core ached with the feeling of nothingness. He had been teasing her all evening and needed him to satisfy her.

She made a low disgruntled sound in her throat and Eli let out a chuckle, "Patience, my little princess. Patience." He chided her playfully.

Then he tugged at her nightgown that had bunched around her waist, pulling it down her legs and the fabric dropped to the ground. Eli kicked it away. A slow vicious smirk crossed his features as he took in the beautiful view before he grasped her hips in a hold that she couldn’t break out from even if she tried. He ground his hips against her, making Islinda hyper-aware she was in the presence of a predator who would consume her whole.

Islinda felt her world tilt when he lifted her off her feet as if she weighed nothing and walked over to the bed. He lowered her onto it and followed her down. Her heart raced knowing the only thing between them was his underwear. Eli lay down with her in his arms and her lips sought him once more. The kiss this time was lazy, lustful yet sweet.

"Eli!" Islinda cried out, arching into him as he sucked hard. She has had enough of his foreplay but she couldn’t say no to more of it. freewebnøvel.coɱ

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