Mated To The Cruel Prince-Chapter 675: Punishing Her

The spot where Eli hit her stung, sending waves of pins and needles rushing over Islinda’s body. But at the same time, the pain eased into pleasure, and she couldn’t help but moan lasciviously as he soothed the red, angry skin by stroking and kneading it.

Islinda lifted her hips, leaning into his soothing touch and anticipating his next move. She was so aroused that her wetness dripped down her thighs. Normally, Islinda shunned such wanton acts, but now there was this strange, hungry side of her that needed satiating. She was a little bit dark and twisted from the inside too.

"Please..." Islinda whimpered, unable to stand this torturous foreplay anymore. She wanted him inside her. She needed Eli to bring her to worlds unknown. She didn’t mind being his whore right now.

Eli suddenly retreated, and she protested, missing the tantalizing heat of his body. She turned her head to see what was the hold-up and met his gaze. There was nothing but a vicious, lustful, dangerous, and evil look on his face.

Islinda shivered, even though her sex clenched. This was wrong but felt right at the same time. Before she could brace herself, Aldric grabbed her hips and rammed into her from behind with the force of a moving carriage. She screamed loudly.

"Oh God! Oh my God! Oh my fucking God...!" Islinda’s screams reverberated across the room. Eli robbed her of all breath with that move, deliciously filling her so completely and deeply she felt him all the way to her womb.

Islinda whimpered as she tried to adjust to the sheer size of him. He was too huge, and she was panting like a wolf in heat. Fuck. He was too much. But Eli gave her no time to adjust fully as he began to rut her like an animal. They were indeed animals with no other thoughts running through their minds except the need to fuck and be fucked, thoroughly. Nothing else mattered.

"Oh Aldric..." Islinda cried out, unable to handle the intensity of his thrusts. By the gods, he was going to break her in two. No, he intended to break her in two. freewēbnoveℓ.com

But all she heard was his howling in dark enjoyment before bringing his hand down on her ass.

Pah!

He smacked her again.

"Wrong name," he chuckled, clearly enjoying the dominance he wielded over her.

"Ngg..." Islinda whimpered, her sex clenching around him harder. She was so close. She could feel it.

"Oh, fuck..." Eli groaned, "You are so damn tight..." He then yanked Islinda by the hair, arching her back painfully. Yet Islinda didn’t seem to mind, delirious with pleasure, her hips meeting every one of his hard and frantic thrusts.

He continued, "And it’s Eli. I don’t like sharing my glory with my host. This moment belongs to me!" Eli picked up the pace, pumping his cock inside her, in and out, with absolute ferocity.

"Oh yes, yes, yes, yes..." Islinda was not prepared for the quick rush of pleasure that crashed over her like a wave, her walls clenching desperately against his cock. Crying out in pleasure, her voice echoed in the room.

But Eli never let up, not even with the first orgasm. He moved faster and rougher to the point his balls slapped against her ass each time and her whimpers filled the room. Each thrust drove her forward, causing her breasts to bounce. Islinda found her knees couldn’t hold her anymore, and they gave out. Not that it stopped Aldric.

She collapsed on the bed, her hips hoisted much higher. In that position, she was much more vulnerable and submissive. Not to mention, the position let him go deeper inside her.

"Oh my God, Eli, please..." Islinda cried out as the dark Fae prince moved in a way that was close to driving her crazy. She was a writhing mess, her hands digging and clutching around the sheets, her screams muffled. She couldn’t help but cry out as another explosive orgasm ripped through her.

This was not just fucking. Islinda could feel it. He was punishing her. Transferring his aggression on her over that accident earlier. Islinda could feel it in the way he powered into her body again and again, fucking her so hard tears slipped down her face. It hurt, yet she was so full of him that she didn’t want him to stop. She was a sucker for pain.

It was no wonder she tightened around him, another orgasm coming through and sending her over the edge. She welcomed his hot seed, which now poured down her thighs in torrents. Islinda knew it was a miracle if she wasn’t pregnant from this encounter.

"I’m going to fuck you hard, little human. I intend to damage you so much that even in my absence, no other male would hold a candle to me. You would not desire any one else but me." Eli promised her, rotating his hips and hitting a sweet spot that made her mewl.

Islinda was so sensitive yet greedy for more, feeling the steady throbbing of his cock inside her, alongside the pounding of her heart. The air in the room was hot and thick with the smell of sex, sweat coating her body.

Eli kept up his relentless pace until Islinda could no longer take it, already beyond satisfied. If he intended to punish her, he won. It was now too much, and she couldn’t recall the number of times she orgasmed already. She applauded his vigor, but this Eli was out of control, and she was human.

"Ugh!" Islinda screamed when he pulled back all the way out before forcefully burying himself inside her.

"Tell me," he demanded, finding her hair again and pulling hard.

"What?" Islinda panted.

"Are you interested in Andre?"

"What—Ahh!" He slammed into her hard.

Oh God, fresh tears sprang to Islinda’s eyes. She couldn’t take him anymore. He was going to kill her with sex.

"Who do you belong to?"

"Y-you—oh God!" He slammed into her harder.

"I can’t hear you."

"It’s you!" Islinda screamed, "Oh God, you are the one I want already... Oh please, Al-Eli, please... Please..." She cried for mercy.

Satisfied with her answer, Eli decided to answer her prayer. Except he didn’t grant it that easily.

"Oh Gshh... li pleah..." Islinda began to let out incomprehensible words as Eli began to thrust into her with inhuman strength and speed.

"Damn you! Damn you, Fae!" Islinda managed to curse at him, her hands digging into the sheets. He thrust faster and faster till she couldn’t scream for mercy anymore, outcries and whimpers of unadulterated pleasure slipping through her mind instead.

Her muscles contracted spasmodically around his throbbing cock as her climax washed over her, every nerve in her body tingling with pleasure. She collapsed entirely on the bed, unable to rise anymore. It didn’t stop Eli from pumping into her a few more times, his head thrown back in pleasure as he filled her with his seed before settling right beside her.

Islinda was utterly exhausted, yet it didn’t stop a smile from crossing her features. She opened her eyes to see Eli smiling back at her, and her heart skipped a beat.

"My greedy little human," Eli rasped, running his hand through her hair. He pulled her closer and fervently kissed her. She opened up for him, and his tongue slipped in, tangled together in passion.

The kiss became heated, delving into dangerous territory once more, and Eli was the one who pulled back, knowing he couldn’t stop once he started, and she was human compared to him who could go on for hours. He was insatiable but he had sympathy for his little human. He couldn’t fuck her to death.

"Rest," he told her, slipping out of bed.

Islinda didn’t need to be told twice, her eyes fluttering closed with a blissful expression. She had forgotten all about her earlier anger.

Sometime during her state of unconsciousness, Islinda felt Eli cleaning her up. He handled her with such gentleness, her heart melted even while asleep.

And then, sleep overtook her.

"Hello, Islinda." Islinda opened her eyes to see Azula standing right at her. What the hell?

Islinda’s heart raced, and the shock had her stumbling back so she fell back on her ass, only to realize she was in some sort of darkish puddle that was beginning to sink like quicksand.

"Wait, no, what is going on?" Islinda panicked, looking for a way out all to no avail. No one heard her cries for help. No one but Azula, who stood watching her sink with twisted satisfaction.

"Soon." The demon blew a kiss at her.

"No!" Islinda woke with a startled scream, waking Eli who slept beside her.

"Hey, what’s wrong?" He asked with concern, cupping her cheeks and looking over her body for any sign of harm.

"No, it’s nothing. Just a nightmare." Islinda breathed, trying to calm her racing heart.

Yet deep inside, Islinda knew that this was more than a nightmare.