Even if somehow Islinda was spared by his father, she would be treated like an anomaly. Hated by the Faeries of Astaria, she would have no real friends or life. They would ostracize her as the monster's mate. But above all, Islinda would become his weakness.
Mated To The Cruel Prince
Fantasy · Glimmy
poor aldric
That was another reason why the Faeries never bothered him. They had imagined that he would live a lonely life. No chance of getting a gods-blessed mate or a female daring to marry him. But now, he had a mate, with whom he would probably raise cursed children.
Mated To The Cruel Prince
Fantasy · Glimmy
Having sex with Islinda was more than what he had imagined. No wonder that idiot Eli would go all the way to please her and have her out of harm's way by all means possible. Aldric has had his fair share of females but Islinda's cunt was heaven. She was perfect for him and he wouldn't mind fucking her forever. Damn it. He shouldn't exactly be thinking about "forever" when he planned to kill her tonight.
Mated To The Cruel Prince
Fantasy · Glimmy
it's the demon in her
Islinda placed her hands against his chest and began tugging at his tunic. She wanted it gone. She wanted to feel his skin against hers. She already had Eli, and now it was time to claim Aldric as well. She realized, in the end, she was just as twisted as he was.
Mated To The Cruel Prince
Fantasy · Glimmy
they're toxic 🥴🥴
Islinda knew the exact moment that Aldric noticed, as his grip around her neck loosened and his blue eyes hooded and darkened with lust. Islinda didn't stop, she kept moving against him until she felt his familiar erection, and her lips curled in victory. They both stared into each other's eyes, darkened with desire.
Mated To The Cruel Prince
Fantasy · Glimmy
Unable to come up with a solution, the only idea that came to mind was to grind against him. At first, there was no response from Aldric, as if he hadn't noticed what she was doing, but Islinda didn't give up. She continued to rock against him, and perhaps her mind was just as twisted as his, because grinding into him while he strangled her sent a strange pleasure rippling through her.
Mated To The Cruel Prince
Fantasy · Glimmy
Islinda witnessed the moment when Aldric made up his mind and swallowed nervously. Today would be her last day on earth, which should have filled her with despair, but instead she was filled with anticipation to put an end to Aldric's tyranny. Even if she didn't win, she would die happily knowing she had put up quite a fight.
Mated To The Cruel Prince
Fantasy · Glimmy
na baby. you don't know what you getting yourself into
Aldric's lips curled into a smirk. Someone was in the mood to play chase. He was game. A sinister gleam sparkled in his eyes as excitement coursed through his veins. He wondered if Islinda understood the consequences of engaging a fae in a chase. They were primal creatures, and his primal instincts were aroused by the thought of pursuing prey. Islinda had no idea what she had gotten herself into.
Mated To The Cruel Prince
Fantasy · Glimmy
that's men for you
The dark Fae prince entered Islinda's room, moving solemnly toward where she lay. Even without checking, Aldric knew she was gone. The absence of Islinda's familiar heartbeat sent panic coursing through his veins, leaving him haunted by the weight of his actions. What had he done?
Mated To The Cruel Prince
Fantasy · Glimmy