Mated To The Cruel Prince-Chapter 665: The Incubus Prince

"My lady, shouldn’t you put the cat away until we are done?" Ailee said, glaring at prince Wayne.

Islinda barely reconnected with her Wrry cat when Ginger and Ailee came into her room, intending to prepare her for the day even though she would be spending them locked away in her room. Unfortunately, that was her curse for getting affiliated with royalty. She had to look impeccable every time and shouldn’t be caught in a bad moment.

Unfortunately, Prince Wayne was having none of it and wanted to spend more time with her. He was suddenly being too clingy. It had taken a lot of conviction to keep him away from the bathroom. The cat seem to have a bit of intelligence so Islinda talked to him, only then did he let her be.

Although Islinda had heard tales of pet owners bathing with their pets in the human realm, this was the Fae realm, and things were different here. Despite Wayne’s intelligence, she couldn’t shake off the feeling of self-consciousness about being nude around him. After all, he wasn’t just an ordinary cat; he was a magical creature. It felt strange to undress in his presence, as if he could understand and judge her in a way that humans couldn’t.

Once Islinda was out of the bath, Wayne wasted no time in demanding her attention, employing various tactics from purring and meowing to curling around her legs and licking her skin. Surprisingly, he never resorted to clawing her, unlike what the servants had warned about Wrry cats being moody and nasty creatures.

In fact, reflecting on it now, if there was anyone Wayne clashed with often, it was Aldric. Islinda couldn’t help but find it amusing, considering their fiery interactions. She couldn’t blame Wayne for his animosity toward Aldric; after all, she had harbored similar feelings toward him in the past, even if they had somewhat improved over time. Aldric was still a jerk sometimes.

Right now, Prince Wayne perched atop Islinda’s shoulder, his tail wrapped possessively around her neck as he snarled at Ailee, who hesitated with a comb in hand, unsure of approaching.

"Wayne..." Islinda sighed, attempting to coax the cat down from her shoulder with gentle pets, but he remained stubbornly in place. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

"He’s adorable, though," Ginger commented, charmed by the majestic snow cat. Little did she know, beneath his cute exterior lurked a deadly demon, now eyeing her hungrily. She was oblivious to the danger she was in.

"Can I touch him?" Ginger was more taken by the cat than Ailee who still had that deep frown on her face.

"I wouldn’t advise..." Islinda began, but before she could finish, Ginger reached out to pet Prince Wayne, and to Islinda’s surprise, he leaned into her touch. Soon enough, Ginger had him in her arms, playing with him affectionately.

"Whose pretty pet are you? Mine!" Ginger teased, reveling in the attention from the majestic snow cat.

"Oh..." Islinda was shocked yet she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy. She hadn’t expected Wayne to be so easily swayed. Yet, on the bright side, it gave her a bit of breathing space from his demanding attention..

Unknown to Islinda, the demon Wayne leaned deeper into Ginger’s embrace. Yes, such softness. How long has it been since he felt the comfort of a female’s embrace? It has been so long he was stuck in this form. Since he was cursed by that damn witch. Even now that he could control it, Prince Wayne had gotten so used to being in this form, it had become like second nature to him.

He preferred this form except when he needed to eat or maybe Fuck. And yes, he needed to Fuck. A lot of fucking. He was low on sexual energy. Neither would his princess be against him taking other females, not when she was known to have multiple lovers as well. Their kind was polygamous in nature, even if in the end, they ended up having one official partner — with numerous lovers.

If their kind were to procreate, they choose the best partner. In this case, it was him. Hell was no place for the weak and their progeny would take on their legacy from when they stopped. In the end, his princess belonged to him, no one else.

Tonight, perhaps, he would enjoy himself with this unsuspecting female. She wouldn’t even realize what had happened afterward. After all, he was an Incubus, and seduction was his forte. Most incubus demons took on the appearance that appealed most to their victims.

Everyone harbored secret desires for their ideal partner, and he assumed that form, fulfilling their dreams. They wouldn’t resist him; instead, they indulged in the act willingly. Incubi were well-versed in the art of seduction, and as the prince of them all, it was safe to say he was an expert. While he gave them the desires they craved, he took the energy he needed to sustain himself until he was satisfied.

Most victims would forget the encounter, often mistaking it as a dream, only to blush upon waking in the morning. However, some could help retain the memory, depending on their susceptibility during the encounter.

Unlike humans, Fae were more perceptive. If they suspected they were under the influence of an Incubus demon, they had ways to end such illicit visits. However, if their partner welcomed their advances, the Incubus would continue visiting until they grew bored and moved on to another victim.

It was more advantageous to associate with Fae than humans, fragile beings that they were. Incubi thrived on sexual energy, leaving most humans drained and wasted after their encounters. Prolonged attachment to an Incubus was detrimental to a human’s health, often leaving them dead or depressed.

Fae, on the other hand, recovered quickly due to their immortality. Thankfully, his hunger was quenched at the moment and he wouldn’t be eating her in the act. This one wouldn’t be dying anytime soon. He would simply use her to empower himself. Just like the others.

Things he does for his princess.