Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 263

Chapter 263: He Was A Goner

Note: Explicit content

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All of this felt like a dream to Maxi. After all, this same Fae kissing and stealing the breath from her lungs had bluntly told her to the face that she meant nothing to him and would never be his mate.

Fool.

Who told him that she was looking for one? She has lived for so long and had so many partners that most of them have already faded from memory. What could possibly be different about him? He was just a male with dick and there were many dicks walking around that she could spend time with. All Maxi wanted was a short, spontaneous amorous relationship.

Being a horse shifter was not a crime aside from being hunted because of their value, but having dark Fae blood was a death sentence. There was never much time or trust to build a bond, and the few males that had come close to winning over her heart, she had either killed for their betrayal or sent them away for their own safety.

There was no space in her future for having a mate or being one. Even with the centuries gone, there was not a chance encounter with her destined mate. In one word, Maxi had already made peace with the fact she would be alone till the day she died.

Issac’s hot and cold attitude vexed her greatly and Maxi made up her mind to cut him off only for the stupid Fae to come barging into her life again. And this time he was tempting her with the one thing that she couldn’t resist. That she could never say no to. Physical contact. Intimacy. Sex.

Maxi craved it like a drug considering she was stuck in her horse form most times. She was not a succubus who derived powers from the act, however, it was a medium to blow off some steam. An avenue to breathe a little. Not to mention, it was pleasurable.

However, Issac was crossing a line Maxi believed he couldn’t handle. Through his pants, she could feel his hot and hard erection against her thigh. Perhaps, the Fae was a bit carried away. Sure, Issac owed her a sex favor but she couldn’t define their relationship right now, not with the argument that happened the last time they met.

So when their lips clashed once more, Maxi did not let herself get carried away, she parted from him, breathing hard. Isaac’s lips chased after her, but she put a hand on his chest to create space, "We have to stop now."

Issac’s eyes were dark and swirling with desire, and all he needed was just one small push to give into the sweet temptation. Their emotions were running high and it wouldn’t be hard to seduce him into bed, however, Maxi didn’t want to. So he wouldn’t accuse her of "manipulating" him when his eyes cleared. If Issac wanted her, he would have to Fae up (man up) for it.

Issac stepped out of it, pulling back so she could stare at him, feeling a bit vulnerable and at the same time nervous that she might not find him not up to her "taste". There was a tense silence as he was put under her intense perusal, only her face to split into a wolfish grin moments again.

"You sure don’t fail to impress," Maxi whistled in appreciation, her eyes shamelessly ogling his package. It was top quality. One of the best. Where has this been all her life?

Usually, Issac would have felt abashed by her obscenities, but he was wound tight with desire; he couldn’t wait to sink into her moist heat. He would think about the consequences later. So when he reached for Maxi, he intended to finish what he had started only for Maxi to shove him against the wall and his eyes widened in surprise.

Before he had the chance to find out what she was up to, Maxi had already dropped to her knees and the breath rushed from his lungs as she wrapped her hand around him.

Oh no, Issac closed his eyes as his heart began to race. He was a goner this time.

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