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"Eli or whatever you nad him is too angry to care about whatever story you’re about to cook up. In one word, I’m in charge from now and unlike him, I’m not easily seduced."
Aldric recalled the words he said to Islinda a while ago and that had been the closest thing to a lie he had ever told. It was not that he wasn’t unsusceptible to her seduction, no, Aldric rely had better control. Yes, he kind of lied and had paid the consequences — or still paying it.
The dark Fae prince had a huge tent in his trousers as he walked down the corridor, adjusting the fabric tactically each ti a Fae passed by, hoping they didn’t notice he was so hard that walking was an actual pain. He didn’t usually care what they thought, but they all knew he had co out from Islinda’s room and the dark Fae prince didn’t want them feeding Islinda with ideas, not when he made it clear to her she had no power over him.
Damn Eli! They were going to have a clear talk about boundaries! He was not going to take any of his tantrums anymore. He was the owner of this body and the scoundrel was under him! Islinda was off limits from now on and he would not let his other half’s petty feelings get in the way of his plans! Eli would not see Islinda anymore and that decision was final!
As if Eli was still actively protesting, his vision shifted and he could see through his alter ego’s eyes at that mont, watching as Islinda crawled over his body, peering up at him with sultry eyes as she licked a hot trail up his chest.
Aldric gasped, staggering from the sensation and leaning against the wall for support. His claws extended and dug into the wall, trying to anchor himself. He would kill Eli right now if he could. How could a part of him war against him?!
This would have been much better if Rosalind was around, he would have used her to satisfy his need. Well, he just got her killed and is yet to permit sending her body to her family for burial rites. That would have to wait till he settled down — at least a part of his body. Even at that, the thought of Rosalind touching him made his body shudder in disgust and anger, and not just because she betrayed him, it just didn’t feel right.
The thought alone alard Aldric and he could not tell if this was all Eli or himself. He needed another replacent for Rosalind, or else this was Tatiana repeating all over again and he would not head down that road of destruction once again.
With gritted teeth, Aldric managed to get into his quarters and went straight away to the washroom. Once inside, he pulled down his trousers and had his hard mber in his hand. With his back against the wall, he began to stroke himself up and down, his breathing labored.
Unfortunately for him — or fortunately for this situation — Eli fed him more erotic pictures of his ti together with Islinda. This was not right but bless the Fae did it feel so good. His pace quickened as did the mories as Eli could sense the intensity of his need. Aldric closed his eyes, losing himself to the sensation, his grunts and moans echoing across the enclosed space.
"She feels so good, doesn’t she?" Aldric heard Eli’s voice in his head, the bastard relishing the vision of her channel gripping him tight as he slamd into her over and over again. At the sa ti, his other half was taunting him.
"Shut up!" Aldric shouted out loud, breathing noisily through his nose. While he hated to admit it, the ntal stimulation was helping and he was so close his hips was already beginning to buck into his touch.
However, Aldric felt heaviness sink to the pit of his stomach, and regret trickled through him. He should have been the one fucking Islinda, having her sweet body beneath him, tasting the weight of her shapely breast in his palms, having his face buried in her thighs and feasting on his sweet nectar and hearing her sweet cries as he brought her to pleasure over and over again.
"You can change that," Eli suggested in his head.
"Fuck you" Aldric cursed, the sa ti he cried out loud as he spurted an endless stream, the orgasm hitting him hard and wringing out every possible drop of pleasure.
He threw his head back, shuddering against the wall, his groans of ecstasy filling up the space. When one would have thought he would be satisfied by now, his cock swelled up and he had to go all over again.
It went on for almost five sessions and Aldric had never yanked this hard in his lifeti. Thus when he could walk without going hard at the thought of Islinda and Eli together, he cleaned up.
Returning buck naked to his room, Aldric went to his wardrobe and rummaged for another pair of clothes while Eli went on and on in his head.
"You cannot let her go, Islinda is nothing like Tatiana, she’s sothing more?" He argued in his head.
"Mmhmm, I bet you told yourself the sa thing while you let her drug you," Aldric retorted sarcastically, putting on the clean new tunic.
"Islinda did not drug on purpose."
"Really?" Aldric arched a brow, "I rember the purpose served her, disastrously," He hinted that Islinda nearly got killed or whatever Rosalind had in plans for her.
"Because you gave her no choice! She’s a human not used to our ways and you snatched her out of the human realm without even as much as an instruction. The best you can do is treat her better and not threaten her life if you want her to develop even an ounce of affection towards you."
A tick appeared in Aldric’s jaw, staring out into space for a tensed mont,
"Well, guess who doesn’t need her affection." He slamd the door of connection between him and Eli shut.
Aldric could feel Eli clawing at the door and trying to get out but he tightened the ntal shield. There was no discussing boundaries with the fool, he was long gone.
Aldric barely finished putting on his clothes when soone burst into his room without knocking.
And here it goes again. Another troubleso mont.
He was definitely not catching his breath today.
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