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Except Aldric announced at that moment, "Now, let's see how well you'll do at round two, darling." His eyes were gleaming with malice.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

"Let's see how good you really are, my little human," Aldric taunted, his voice dripping with malice and excitement.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

The gods help her! Just when she thought Eli was the lesser evil, it turned out he was the biggest psychopath. What were the gods thinking when they gave her this fate? She was seriously not strong enough for this.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

"Careful there, love. I might have my hands on you, but you are the one drawing the arrow, and you don't want to know the consequences of killing a royal," Aldric whispered.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

The intimacy of the moment was not lost on the onlookers, nor on Islinda herself, who felt her heart race for reasons beyond fear. Something must be wrong with her head, else she wouldn't be thrilled with this, Islinda thought. She was as damaged as Aldric. 

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

"Shhh," Eli whispered again, kissing her cheek this time and letting his lips linger there, sending an unwelcome shiver down her spine. Seriously, she had to start fighting against this influence he held against her. But then, she was too weak. 

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

Something must be wrong with Andre's head. Islinda just couldn't understand how one would willingly walk to their death. Andre was smart and surely knew Aldric had ulterior motives for this game and yet, he willingly indulged him. 

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

Islinda's nostrils flared with anger. She was so sick and tired of being caught in the middle of their fights. Why couldn't Eli just let this go? Okay, maybe Andre had a little crush on her—so what? Must they measure dicks? Not that Islinda intended to literally see Andre's dick.

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Fantasy · Glimmy

Then his attention shifted to Andre. "What do you say, brother? Like I said earlier, why don't we make this game a lot more interesting?" He smirked fiendishly, his arms wrapped possessively around Islinda.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

"Shhh," Eli whispered, kissing a sensitive trail along her ear. Her breath caught in her throat, and she trembled in his arms. "Don't butt in. This is between us brothers. Simply enjoy the show."

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

Eli said, his smirk challenging and pure evil, "While I take up the role of Islinda's tutor this time, why don't you be the target, dear brother?"

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

Islinda felt a thrill wash over her, forgetting how to breathe as Aldric placed his head on her shoulder, always turning to speak into her ear and causing goosebumps to erupt on her skin whenever his hot breath hit her face. Not to mention his hands on her waist, caressing her through her tunic. The gods rescue her, Eli would be the death of her.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

Islinda gasped when Eli pulled her to his side, pressing their bodies close together. He directed her hands on the bow alongside his. The scene was so intimately hot that Gabbi reached out and covered Milo's eyes, while Ginger shielded Wayne's eyes from the sight. But like Wayne, who snarled and scratched at Ginger in annoyance, Milo wanted to watch too.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

Aldric finally tore his gaze away from Andre to look at her, his eyes shining with mischief. "Exactly, what a brilliant idea."

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

Fuck, she hated it when Aldric was like this—stubborn and hot-headed. Islinda had thought Eli would be more level-headed than the alter ego he was impersonating, but it seemed both he and Aldric lost their cool whenever a competitor was around her.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

Aldric's grip on her waist tightened slightly, his eyes never leaving Andre's. "Is that so? It seems to me like you were having so much fun you probably didn't want me around to disrupt it," he challenged.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

"Nice of you to finally join us, brother. You know, I have been expecting you for a while now. Thankfully, Islinda was here to entertain me, else I would have been bored to death," Andre said with a teasing note, yet the gleam in his eyes unsettled Islinda. It almost seemed like the Autumn prince was inviting trouble, itching for a chance to provoke Aldric. The gods help her, because Islinda was definitely not in the mood to watch them engage in a childish pissing contest.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

"El—" Islinda corrected herself at the last minute. "Aldric—" She tried to explain the situation, sensing his sinister intention.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

Oh no. Islinda's heart dropped, and she turned around to see the dark Fae striding towards them with purpose. His face was unreadable, but his expression was as tight as she'd ever seen it, a storm brewing in those cold steel eyes.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

However, before Islinda could say a word, a deep, authoritative voice echoed from behind, "Why don't we make this more interesting? Care for a little friendly competition, brother?"

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy