Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 816

Chapter 816: Would Not Last Forever

There was no hesitation from Aldric as his hands roamed over Islinda’s body, his kisses deep and hungry. She was just as eager, her body responding to the primal call of the bond that urged them to mate right there and then.

A deep growl of frustration rumbled from Aldric’s throat when her skirt tangled around her legs, blocking his access. His claws flickered out, and with one swift motion, he tore her skirt apart. Islinda gasped in shock.

"Aldric!" she scolded. "I don’t have any other clothes!" And she didn’t know if the palace would be kind enough to provide her with one since they were locked up. The palace certainly hadn’t anticipated they’d jump straight into this. Or perhaps she was the clueless one here.

There was no foreplay, no gentle touches. Aldric thrust into her without warning, burying himself to the hilt. Islinda’s breath hitched in her throat, her body arching as he stretched her to her limits. Her toes curled in delight.

"Fuck, little human, you feel so good," Aldric groaned, his voice thick with desire as her body clenched around him.

Islinda was beyond words, her eyes dilated with a dark intensity of need. As Aldric began to move, she tilted her head back, surrendering to the sensations.

"Oh, Fae," she moaned, her voice echoing through the room as Aldric thrust into her relentlessly.

"You feel that, don’t you, little human?" Aldric murmured, each deep thrust punctuated by a guttural groan that sounded like the sweetest music to her ears. "You feel me deep inside you, just like you’ve embedded yourself inside of me. You’re a part of me, little human."

Islinda couldn’t decide what overwhelmed her more: his words or the way he moved inside her. Perhaps it was both.

He continued, his voice a seductive rasp as he made love to her. "I thought I was alone in this world. I thought everything I fought for was for nothing. But then you came along—my one and only mate. My beautiful mate. Now, let me show you how much you mean to me."

Suddenly, he pulled her waist off the bed, wrapping her legs around him and thrusting even deeper. He hit a spot inside her that made her cry out, her fingers clawing at her scalp as pleasure coursed through her.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! Aldric!" she cried, overwhelmed by the waves of ecstasy crashing over her.

"You look so beautiful, Islinda," Aldric rasped, his voice rough with lust as he increased his pace, his thrusts growing more powerful, more urgent.

At that moment, nothing else existed. Just them. Islinda didn’t care how loud she was or that the guards outside might hear every sound of their lovemaking. None of that mattered. It was just her and Aldric.

The bond between them deepened, flaring with intensity, and it wasn’t long before Islinda surrendered to him completely. A sharp cry tore from her throat as an orgasm ripped through her, leaving her utterly spent. Yet Aldric wasn’t done.

He lifted her off the bed, holding her in a standing position. Islinda moaned louder; in this stance, he reached even deeper, hitting spots he hadn’t before. Gods, it was incredible.

Aldric’s hands gripped her hips, taking control of her movements as he slid her up and down his length, driving into her with powerful thrusts. His muscles rippled with the effort, his grin turning feral as he watched her breasts bounce with every movement.

A primal understanding bloomed in Islinda, and she nodded, her own fangs emerging. She sank them into his neck, his warm blood filling her mouth as Aldric’s growl resonated through her chest. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

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