Sold to a Prince!

Mikel tore away whatever clothes remained on her body and hugged her soft, tender and naked body tightly.

Theo had told him about how she had expelled the impurities in her body in just a single night, making her even more radiant and beautiful than before.

Her tantalizing curves, her perfect lips, her voluptuous chest, everything teased him and pushed him to the brink of losing his sanity.

He hated that others had also laid eyes on her. She was his to claim and he didn't want to share her with anyone.

And most importantly, he knew that he didn't have to hold himself back today. 

Everything he had planned, all the minute details he had arranged, had all come to fruition perfectly. 

All he needed to do was take her right here and now and he would be able to attain an unimaginable power. 

His body as well growled with a need to ravage her. The woman had tempted him and teased him for far too long breaking away all the restraints he had one by one.

He didn't even know if he cared about the power she was supposed to give him any longer. He simply just wanted to consume and devour her.

Mikel pulled her into him even more closer, his grip on her tightening further, his lips sucking hers as hard as they could and his tongue violently thrashing against her, reflecting his insatiable need.

He was possessed by a craze as he cupped her behind, squeezed her breast, running his one hand all over her body while the other still gripped her tightly. 

He could feel her body trembling and shuddering under his touch, the woman clinging to his hips moaning as he plundered her.

Mikel had never felt such an attraction before. He had never lost himself like this before. She was the first woman to have pushed him to this extreme.

And he knew that she wanted him too. He could feel the wet stickiness that pooled in between her legs, washed by the water of the pool every time they moved.

His hand slid down to touch her there, making her tremble and cling to him even tighter. He could feel her soft folds ready and craving for him to touch.

She was all his without any doubt and he was free to take her for himself. However… the next second… instead of thrusting into her, Mikel let her go, breaking their kiss.

He just couldn't stomach the bitter taste of the anger that was still lingering in between them. 

He couldn't bring himself to do it like this. Not when it was her and not when he had treated her like this.

He hated himself for behaving in such a brutish manner with her and he hated himself for blaming her for the things that he couldn't give her.

His voice trembled and a light whisper escaped his lips which Sylvia couldn't help but hear.

"Not like this..." Mikel turned away unable to face her.

His words snapped her back from her fervor and she abruptly slid down from his body, falling back into the water. Her cheeks turned bright red, but she was still upset.

"Make up your mind, your highness." She turned around, revealing her porcelain flawless back to him, only half visible and the other half hid by their reflections on the water.

They both stood in silence, neither uttering a word more, the mana that had coalesced in the pond swirling around them. 

After what felt like an eternity, a buzzing sound suddenly echoed in the silent cavern, near the place where Mikel had shed his shirt.

Both of them turned to look at the sound, almost at the same time, and they saw a small stone glowing brightly.

Hmmm? Mikel raised his brows and swam towards the shore, taking the stone in his hands.

And as soon as he did so, a telepathic message flashed in his head.

Mikel raked his fingers through his wet golden locks and sighed, the passion within him doused completely after hearing the man's voice in his head. 

He silently stared at the cave's dark gray wall covered by moss and after a minute, he climbed out of the pond.

"Heh." He chuckled in contempt as if he was mocking himself. "Today is not the day, my dear. My father is calling for me."

"It looks like you have to keep being my slave for a few more days." He muttered, looking at her with the same angry expression as he started buttoning his shirt back, picking it off of the ground.  But for some reason, Sylvia could only see the sadness in his eyes this time around.

She as well started to get out of the pond but then stopped after realizing that she was completely naked. 

She looked down feeling a bit abashed, opposite to how she had behaved just a few seconds ago wrapping herself around him.

Mikel noticed her hesitation and scoffed before silently turning his back towards her.

Sylvia bit the side of her cheek and quickly climbed out, wearing a dress hurriedly without bothering to dry herself.

She didn't know what she was feeling right now as several things had happened between them so quickly.

To her surprise, her traitorous body was even tingling with a feeling of disappointment, still wanting and craving the man's touch. 

This made her once again furious but she could only sigh helplessly.

She was already used to this now. She was inexplicably attracted to the man and this feeling tended to wax and wane. 

The control she had over this was next to nothing and all she could do now was wait for it to wane once again.

The two of them then walked out of the cave in silence in the same manner that they had both walked in, myriad unsettled emotions swirling within.

And when Mikel was just about to climb down, leaving her behind once again, Sylvia loudly clapped her hands. 

"I am not climbing down on my own." She scoffed, turning her head. It was clear that this was not a request but a demand.