Sold to a Prince!

Sylvia gently stroked him as he had taught her and seeing the waves of pleasure crossing his face and how he had his eyes obediently closed, she felt warm inside.

This was the first time she had ever seen a man completely naked, let alone touch him so intimately. Not that she was regretting her decision.

Even though seeing his private part was a bit awkward, the devil's lean and muscular body was like a work of art from which she couldn't take her eyes off.

As her one hand stroked him gently and lovingly, her other hand lingered on the man's body, touching him and caressing all his defined muscles.

Mikel groaned with her every touch, his eyes closed and his lips trembling. His little brother was pulsating in her hand as if it had become her pet.

Sylvia had never seen such vulnerable expressions on the devil's face and her eyes were locked onto him with her lips lightly parted.

She didn't think that she could feel like this before but watching the man submit and surrender to her, it felt vaguely empowering. She knew that he was hers and it made her smile.

She kept petting him faster and faster, eying his expressions with amusement. His breathing had become shallow and his hands grabbed the bedpost, creaking it a little.

The next second Sylvia felt his body twitch and stiffen and something warm and sticky exploded on her hand.

Huh? She brought her hand closer to take a look and played with the sticky substance on her fingers like she was fiddling with gum.

Mikel who had just come down from his climax saw the naked girl and her hands toying with his juices and he felt himself getting rock hard once again.

He pulled her closed, ramming her seductive figure into him, and groaned with an urge. "Honey… see what you did…" He whispered to her, his eyes half-closed and half-open, and pushed her hands down to his throbbing rod once again.

Sylvia was surprised to find the man pulsating once again as she had just now satisfied him. This horny devil!

"My hands are sore…" She pouted, but the devil did not show mercy as he smirked with a twinkle in his alluring obsidian orbs. "Use your tongue baby."

Ah! Sylvia was out of words. Though he had done it… she couldn't possibly imagine herself doing such a shameful thing…

"Umm… My hands are alright now." She gulped and sheepishly replied. 

"That was indeed a fast recovery." Mikel teased her with a wicked lopsided grin, which made her flustered, but Sylvia had had enough being played with today.

She grinned back in response, her hands once again going down and holding him. However, unlike before, she didn't do it fast. 

She took her time and slowly teased him and stroked him until the grin on the devil's face disappeared. 

Mikel closed his eyes as the woman's actions sent tremors across his body. 

She thought that she was exacting her revenge but she didn't know that her actions this time around were more intoxicating for the man.

Seeing his groan and twitch, Sylvia leaned closer to whisper in his ears. "You ought to be nicer to me, my dear." She mimicked his words and his style of taunting her and blew a puff of warm air on his ear.

She thought that the devil would beg her for more, for faster strokes, however, she only felt the man once again climaxing in her hand.

As she looked down and looked up again with a confused expression, she met the man's gaze as he stared at her like a predator.

Before Sylvia could gulp, the devil scooped her up underneath him and hovered on top of her, attacking and ravaging her soft lips, sucking them with an urge.

His one hand cupped her breast and kneaded the softness and his other hand gripped her behind, the man's hard member throbbing and touching her wet pink folds.

He was only a thrust away from taking the woman who was all his and Mikel could barely control himself. 

However, in the end, he dropped onto the bed, next to Sylvia, letting out a deep sigh. 

After all, this matter concerned both of their safety, so he couldn't possibly lose control no matter how much he wanted to.

"Arghh… We need to stop doing this. It's far too dangerous." Mikel muttered, closing his eyes, not looking at the temptress staring at him.

Sylvia didn't tease him anymore and silently rested on his chest, the devil's fingers running through her hair and caressing her.

The two of them laid silent beside each other for a while when Mikel moved his lips slowly. "I am sorry about that mistress title." He said.

Sylvia nodded. "I understand but it is very demeaning."

"What else am I supposed to do, my sweet girl? Watch from the sidelines while they bully you?"

"I don't mind the bullying." She sighed in response, making Mikel pull her and hug her closely, his both hands wrapping around her. "But I do" He muttered.

"It's just for a few days. We won't be staying here long."

"Mmm…" Sylvia nodded, not saying anything more. 

She remained silent for a while, staring out the window, nuzzled comfortably in the man's warm embrace when her eyes suddenly widened as she spotted something familiar.

For a split second, a huge white wolf, its big body covered by blue runes appeared outside the window, which Sylvia knew was impossible as the room was on the first floor.

So unless the wolf could somehow fly, how could this be possible?

She got up hurriedly from Mikel's chest and stared outside the window again, but this time, she couldn't find anything.

Am I just imagining things? Sylvia blinked.

Noticing her restlessness, Mikel opened his eyes and gazed at her. "What happened, dear?"

"Umm… Mikel… I think I saw a wolf outside." Sylvia dazedly responded to him, her eyes still searching outside in the gardens for the white wolf.

"Wolf?" Mikel sat up straight as well. "Is this the same wolf, you told me about yesterday?" He asked, knitting his brows together.

He was not concerned with this so-called wolf the first time, but now that she had repeatedly said the same thing, how could he still not be concerned?

He peered out the window as well but couldn't spot any such beast. There were only the castle soldiers scattered around the garden who were patrolling here and there.

Mikel was about to ask her for more details when Sylvia abruptly turned towards him and asked. "Mikel, is there… maybe a young boy imprisoned in the castle?"

Almost immediately, a look of shock swept across Mikel's face, but he quickly hid it and responded to her with a calm expression. "Hmmm? How could that be? Did you hear someone talking about such a thing?"

Sylvia shook her head. "No. I… that was just the weird dream I had… in the library yesterday."

"You dreamed about such a thing?" He asked her again, unwilling to believe such a ridiculous thing.

"Hmmm… Now that I think about it I might have dreamt about both the wolf and the young child." 

"Yes. That must be it. Why would a child be imprisoned?" Mikel patted her.

"Umm… Is there a prison under the… under the King's private quarters?" Sylvia wanted to check if at least this part of the dream had some meaning to it.

"I mean there are cellars under the castle and some of them hold prisoners, yes, but there is nothing specifically under the King's quarters." He replied with a frown, a subtle glint flashing past his eyes.

Sylvia sighed, letting out a deep breath. She decided to no longer bother herself with the weird wolf and the weirder dream.

She leaned forward to peck the man's cheek and muttered, completely engrossed in her thoughts. "I will be in the bathroom. I am feeling wet and sticky. I need to clean myself."

Mikel nodded, as he watched the woman get out of the bed, wrapping her naked body in a towel. She then tip-toed to the bathroom, walking around the clothes that were messily scattered on the floor.

Her actions were seductive and amusing as her hips swayed here and there, the towel ever so often revealing the curves of her naked body, but Mikel was in no mood to admire her aesthetics.

As soon as she closed the bathroom door behind her, a grave expression appeared on his face and he quickly changed into a new set of clothes and walked out, heading towards where Theo and Leol were standing.

"What happened now?" Theo shook his head and asked. "He must still be in the dog house," Leol added. However, seeing his somber face, the two stopped teasing him.

"What happened?" Leol again asked.

Mikel sucked in a deep breath of air and muttered. "We need to move faster."