Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171: The Fetish Fae

The once colorful environment dimmed compared to moments ago and Islinda wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, getting up to her feet. She felt dizzy, where the hell was she?

However, there was no way in hell she couldn’t recognize the Fae in front of her, and her face wrinkled into a frown.

"Why are you here?" She scowled at Aldric, looking around her environment and trying to discern her location. Nothing looked familiar and was this a dream? She couldn’t think straight.

"You seem to be doing fine. Good for you, now let’s go." Aldric said with a bored expression as if she was wasting his time.

He had already taken a step when she asked, "Where is Valerie?"

Aldric halted in his step upon hearing that name. He quickly turned to her and lifted a brow, "Valerie?"

To make sure he didn’t miss out on anything, his quick eyes scanned the scene but there was no one present except a few traders who stayed as far away from him. They were uncomfortable with his unexpected presence.

Islinda gestured to the space, "He was just here! He was looking at me.... where is he? Where did you take him?" She accused Aldric with a fierce look.

"Oh...." It finally made sense to Aldric. The foolish human had mistaken the red-haired Fae who shamelessly flirted with her as Valerie.

"She’s drunk," Maxi realized, biting down on her lips knowing all of this was her fault. Although that was the aim of their girl’s night out, get drunk and have lots of fun. But it seems it was too much on Islinda, nor did she think Aldric would come after them.

"Stop your foolishness and move your legs. It’s time to return to where you came from," Aldric attempted to forcibly pull her along, but Islinda was quick to step away from him.

Aldric growled at her, "Do not provoke me, Islinda," He succeeded in snaking an arm around her waist and would not let her go amid her struggles.

"Let me go! Let me go, you animal!" She screamed at him, beating his arm all to no avail.

Aldric grinned in satisfaction, "It’s nice you know what you’re dealing with."

"I hate you!" She glared at him with blazing intensity.

Instead of getting offended by her constant insult, Aldric shamelessly blew a kiss in her direction, "I hate you too, darling. Now move your ass."

The alcohol cleared from her eyes the instant Islinda felt the sharp pain in her neck. She screamed, threading her hand into his hair and yanking his root hard, trying to push him off, not that she succeeded. Aldric held on tight even when she clawed at him blindly, decorating his skin with scratches.

He was sucking her blood which was the creepiest thing Islinda had ever felt. She has heard of bloodsuckers and never thought the Fae was one. Was this how she was going to die? Islinda had no doubt crazy Aldric would drain her blood till she was hanging on the precipice of death and then revive her because he apparently still needed her.

The fetish experience seemed to have lasted forever until something strange happened. The pain suddenly vanished and was replaced by sweet pleasure caused by Aldric sucking on the spot he bit her.

Heat rushed to her core and Islinda moaned, baring her neck now for him to carry on with his action with no resistance. No, she ground against him, wanting his lips on every part of her body evidenced by the way she pulled his hair tighter, pressing their body close.

"Alright, that’s enough -!" Islinda was pulled roughly from Aldric’s body and the Fae in question licked the blood smeared across the lower lips, looking every bit the fiendish he was.

Maxi finished her warning directed at Aldric, "Not unless you want to cross a line that you might not be able to bear the consequences."

Islinda in question looked dazed, having no idea what happened or how to explain it. Instead, she felt her neck and when her hand came up with blood, fainted right away.

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