Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 333

Chapter 333: Changed Her Mind

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Islinda barely recovered from the dizzying effect of the sporadic ride only for her back to hit a plush bed and Eli hovering over her. The gods help her, they were already in his bedroom. Before she could grasp control of her senses, he pressed his lips to hers and kissed her hungrily.

Other times, Islinda would have been turned on by the passion in his kisses, but Eli had a motive and she was not in compliance. She squirmed beneath him and placed both hands on his chest trying to push him away but he was like a strong boulder and could not be moved.

However, Islinda did not give up and continued to push at him until Eli grunted at the disturbance, catching her wrists and pushing her arms above her head, trapping her. Islinda managed to tear her mouth away, saying with a heavy breath, "No, Eli, listen to me –"

He captured her lips again in a punishing kiss so she wasn’t able to say a word, swallowing the rest of her incomprehensible sounds. Damn it, Eli was not listening to her on purpose. He knew she didn’t want this and yet he wasn’t listening. Damn the bastard!

Islinda grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked hard enough to cause him pain, however, she forgot that this was Eli, Aldric’s alter ego and pain only did the opposite. It turned him on. To her annoyance, the pain spurred him and he lifted her ankle, wrapping her leg around him, and moved against her.

By the gods, Islinda moaned into his mouth, her senses reeling from the pleasure. No, She can’t give in. Sure, her body wanted this and she liked him, but this was not it. Eli was trying to manipulate her emotions for his selfish purpose and that alone sent anger surging through her.

With enough strength, Islinda managed to break apart from him and smacked him hard across the face.

"Damn you, Eli!" She spat at him, her body trembling with the amount of anger building inside of her.

She had expected this behavior from Aldric, not him. The disappointment was boldly written across Islinda’s face and thankfully, Eli did not force her any longer. She would really hate to fight him off her.

Although he stopped his advances, Eli still did not get off her body. The both of them stared at each other with intensity, their chest heaving and their breathing quick and shallow.

Islinda recoiled in fear when Eli suddenly moved, thinking he was about to force himself on her, but he only rested his forehead on her, saying,

"I’m so sorry, princess. I’m so sorry."

Islinda was utterly dumbfounded, having no idea what to say or react, and remained stiffly in that position. Eli kept on muttering the apology over and over to the point she became quite embarrassed.

"No, it’s alright...." Islinda said to him but either Eli was not listening or he was far gone because his apologies became hysterical causing Islinda to frown and felt uneasy with the development.

"Eli...." She shook his shoulder but he wouldn’t stop saying sorry over and over again.

"Eli!" Islinda called him forcefully this time, shoving his shoulder hard and his eyes finally snapped open.

Their eyes met.

Fuck.

Islinda forgot to breathe. No, she could not breathe, not with the shattering pain in his eyes. It was like a stab to the heart and she unconsciously clutched at her chest, feeling the beating organ squeeze painfully and she gasped for air like a drowning victim.

"Eli..." She reached for him with a trembling hand, stroking his face, and did not realize a tear slipped down her cheek. There was just so much pain in his eyes than she could ease. She wanted to heal him. To make him feel better. His soul needed comfort.

But how could she heal him when there were ghosts of older wounds circling there? There were just so many layers of pain hidden beneath she had no idea where to reach or start from.

By the gods, what was going on with her? Islinda could not understand a thing even as her eyes were filled with tears. It was as if someone dug a hand into her chest and grasped her heart, squeezing hard. It hurt so much.

"Eli...." Islinda whispered his name, wishing to offer him some measure of comfort even though she was the one in pain.

Eli’s eyes teared up as he spoke, "I want to have babies. I want to have those cute, adorable, little demons with their chubby arms and innocent eyes that promise not to harm until they’re pulling your hair," He repeated Maxi’s words but with emotion.

Islinda swallowed a lump in her throat, recognizing the vulnerability in his eyes. His words were exactly contrary to Aldric’s and that was the difference between the both of them. Aldric was good at masking his emotions and would not show such weakness to her, but Eli was opening up to her.

He continued, "I want to be a father one day.... I want a family.... I want to be l–loved..."

"I’m sorry," That was the last word Islinda could say to him as the drug took him to sleep faster than she had expected. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

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