Ileus: The Dark Prince Chapter 499 - The Exchange

Chapter 499 - The Exchange

Theodir was trying to hide his feelings, so that no one knew about his emotions. Little did he know that there was a large hickey on his neck that was shown above his collar. Unbeknownst, he sipped on his wine, as that foot which he was tapping, settled. He cleared his throat and said, "Haldir, I will think about it and let you know."

"But that's the wisest thing to do, Theodir," said Ileus, observing him closely. "At least, you can allow the child to remain with them till she is nursing."

Theodir didn't answer. He sipped more of the wine. The day was looking better and better. Suddenly they heard someone whimpering. Illyana. Theodir's flush returned. He didn't know that her whimper could be heard till here.

"Who is whimpering?" Ileus asked. "It looks as if someone is in dire need of s.e.x!" He started laughing at his joke.

Theodir gulped his wine down in one go.

"I brought those books for you, Haldir," Ileus continued. He got up and retrieved two p.o.r.n books from a bag and put them on the table in front of Theodir. And Theodir—he stared at them. As if his fingers developed their own mind, he picked up one of them with trembling hands.

"Wh— what books are these?" he asked without realizing that Ileus had filled his wine gla.s.s again.

"These are from the human realm," he replied. "They are called p.o.r.n books. This one out here specially talk about bondage s.e.x." The wolf was not only sly, he was totally shameless.

Theodir picked up his wine gla.s.s and gulped it all the second time while staring at the images. G.o.ds, this is what his wife wanted. This is what he wanted. The book was… divine. His breath became ragged, his body heated, he wanted to delve into those books and experiment with his l.u.s.ty wife. Theodir coughed in his hand as his gaze fixed on the book. His eyes twitched in response. Now he wished that he could read them.

"Actually, I have a library of these books," Ileus added casually. "Men in the Lore are very h.o.r.n.y and their women are equally l.u.s.ty. So I thought why not start a library of these books—you know… to help the men of the Lore."

Theodir gulped. He pulled at his collar, suddenly feeling too heated and managed to squeak, "Not a bad thing to do." He wanted that book desperate now because his wife was back in the room and was l.u.s.ty. He stopped his hands to reach out for the books as he fisted them tightly.

"Do you want to read one?" The wolf asked, as he swirled his wine. "I have plenty. I will get Haldir more."

Theodir shrugged as casually as he could and then gave a single nod. "I wouldn't mind," he said, his eyes narrowing.

"Oh, please be my guest!" Ileus said and shoved the books in his hands. "I am always looking for new people to add to my library list."

Theodir's body heated. His chest rose and fell. He rose from his place with the books clutched to his chest and said, "I will have to go now. Something very urgent has come up. I will return these books to you soon."

"Sure!" Ileus replied with a grin as he raised his wine gla.s.s. "Enjoy your 'urgent thing'."

The elf king flushed deeper. He simply stormed out of the study to his room. Ileus looked at Haldir and gave him that mischievous smile.

"That was close," said Haldir.

"What? I just gave that man what every man wants," Ileus answered and sipped his wine casually.

When Theodir came to his room, Ilyana was squirming and muttering something under her breath. He walked up to her and snapped his fingers to remove the chast.i.ty belt. "How are you feeling, love?" he asked and threw those books aside, seeing the wet patch of curly hair on her crotch. She looked lovely, spreadeagled and helpless and at his command.

"f.u.c.k me!" she shouted.

"Oh, I will!" he said and removed all his clothes in one swift motion. He got in between her thighs, kissed her over her s.e.x and then teased her by rubbing the crown of his shaft over her core. She squirmed and bucked her hips to take him in, but Theodir was in no mood unless— "Vow to the Lore that you are going to try your best to produce my heir." That meant only one thing—she would have ample s.e.x with him. She was so wet that he wanted to lick her juices and he was so desperate to get in her that he would have killed an army just to be inside her. But Theodir used whatever little sanity he had and asked her to vow.

"Are you mad?" Ilyana replied. "You should be in me and not make vows!" She was dying to feel that shaft in her, dying for him to fill her, stretch her and rub her walls. Why wasn't this man understanding her desperation?

Theodir being Theodir, he rubbed his c.o.c.k over her core again and said, "This will go inside once you make a vow."

"G.o.ds!" she shouted in frustration. "Okay, I vow!"

"No, that is not how it is done. Say it like you mean it. Look into my eyes and say it."

Ilyana's lips were quivering. The heat that had coiled and coiled in her body wanted release. She whimpered and looked into his eyes. "I vow to the Lore that I will try my best to produce an heir for you."

"Good girl," he said and then shoved inside her with one thrust. Her head fell back in utter satisfaction. He pulled it out and then thrust it back, more deeply, hitting her wall, filling her.

"Ah!" She loved the feel. Finally. Her throat bobbed in utter bliss. "More!"

And he gave her more. He started thrusting inside her like a piston unless he spilled inside her with a roar to the ceiling. And he didn't stop over there. He pulled out and flipped her on her belly to have it from behind. Then he made her float in the air and had it with her while he was standing. He made her balance on her hands as he took her from behind with her a.s.s in the air. And each time he roared when he came inside her. They somehow finished it by afternoon. Exhausted, the elf king and queen slept all the way to the evening and then the next night. They got up to eat food, which miraculously appeared in their room. None were bothered to understand how it appeared, but both just ate it, and then got about for another round.

In the study, the two men, who had come to meet again, clinked their gla.s.ses.

"Adrianna is one of the wildest witches I have ever seen," said Haldir, as he sat relaxed with a smile on his sofa with his feet on the ottoman. "She sneakily entered Ilyana's cell and found out about the potion."

They heard another roar. The mansion had been rocking with these roars for two days in a row.

Ileus shrugged nonchalantly. "Yes." He remembered how he had gotten into Ilyana's room when she was with Inyanga. He exchanged the green birth control potion with a fertility potion.. Of course, it made all the difference when he also added aphrodisiac in it. And his wife—