Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 310

Chapter 310: The New Bond

"Would you love to shower with me? I have quite a large bath." That was Eli’s enticing request after Zaya, the healer got rid of the sores and discomfort she felt down there.

The healing magic was so effective because the aches felt like they had never been there in the first place and she could engage in round after rounds before feeling exhausted. However, that was not going to happen, Eli was not going to turn her into a sex addict.

Good thing Zaya was a professional and had a stoic expression all along she worked, or else Islinda would have died of mortification trying to tell the healer to alleviate the soreness – so Eli could fuck her senselessly later. The dark Fae prince sure did not have any problem divulging their romping considering he told Zaya where to center their healing.

Islinda had once heard someone say the royal family (Fae or not) had no privacy, she could finally relate now. They were constantly under public scrutiny. Well, why wouldn’t they be, when their needs had to be constantly met by others?

Islinda put a little bit of space between them and ensured the bed was far far away. She has learned the hard way that the dark Fae prince didn’t need to work hard in seducing her and he would have her flat on her back on his bed.

"As enticing as that sounds, I’m sorry but I can’t be locked up in your room all day," She responded with a tight smile.

Eli followed after her slowly, the both of them tactically playing a game of cat and mouse, "You can be in my room all day, I wouldn’t mind. Eli is not as busy as Aldric." He wiggled his brows at her suggestively.

"That is not advisable," Islinda walked over to his dresser, pretending to be checking the items there when in reality she was calculating the number of strides it took to walk out that door. This was a very precarious situation, no, she was hanging dangerously off a cliff and just a tip, she would plunge to her death. Except in her current case, she would be reeling with pleasure.

Pleasure was good, but Islinda hasn’t forgotten what today was. This was the last day Eli held off Aldric and also the night she made her escape. Islinda had no idea that sleeping with Eli would change a lot of things, like having second thoughts about leaving him behind.

Thankfully, Eli did not fuck her brains out and now, her mind was reminding her how all of this would change once Aldric was back. Nor could she stay around to find out. She was not a princess to Eli, but his spoil of war and a weapon in his sinister plan to seize the throne of Astaria. She would be doing, not just her, but everyone a favor by disappearing.

"Why is it not advisable?" Eli stood behind her, hands on her shoulder, and made her face the mirror. The same mirror she had looked at her reflection last night as he cupped and took her breasts into his mouth.

Heat rose to her cheeks while her sex throbbed. Greedy whore, Islinda admonished herself. Why was she suddenly as horny as a feline cat? She was acutely aware of Eli’s wandering hand on her shoulder. Thankfully, she had the robes on – and it was not going off this time.

However, the material didn’t stop her from feeling the heat of Eli’s palm on her skin and a thrill went through her. His hands pressed into her shoulder and Islinda was tempted to lean into him and relish him massaging the tension from her body. No, he was slowly seducing her. This tactic would not work on her.

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