Marked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 86

r 86 Trust The Strength of Your Men

Deanna’s POV:

That night, I went to the Hollyvale Estate.

Ever since I left the hospital, Luis has tricked me into living here.

I honestly thought he was driving me back to Zedowood, so I closed my eyes and rested on the way.

But when the car stopped at Hollyvale’s front gate, I realized he had tricked me.

Luis leaned his elbow on the window, watching me with that half–smile of his.

“Ms. Wiley, with how clueless you are, you’d probably thank the person who sold you.”

pouted. “So, Mr. Eaton, are you planning to sell me?”

He reached over and ruffled my hair. “Not yet. I’ll wait until I’m tired of you. Maybe once I’ve spoiled you and fattened you up, I’ll sell you for a good price.”

Now, I was in the bedroom playing with Puddy.

Out of nowhere, the bathroom door clicked open. I turned around and froze.

Luis stepped out, steam rolling behind him. A towel hung low on his hips.

Water slid down his chest, traced over his abs, and disappeared beneath the sharp lines of his waist.

His hair was still wet, strands clinging to his forehead. The sharpness in his features was softened by the haze of steam, but it only made his charm more dangerous.

He was so sexy that I forgot to look away.

Luis casually rubbed his hair with a towel. His voice was slow, almost lazy. “Seen enough?”

My cheeks burned, but I rebuked boldly, “If you put it that way, then of course I haven’t had enough.”

He tossed the towel aside, walked over, and pulled me into his arms. “Then tonight, not only will you get your fill of looking–you’ll get your fill of touching too.”

The bedroom light dimmed to a soft golden glow.

Puddy wagged his tail and tried to jump on the bed. Luis bent down, grabbed him by the scruff, and carried him to the door.

“Go play in the living room.”

The door shut. Right after, Puddy let out a couple of pitiful barks.

I laughed, but before I could say anything, Luis pressed me down onto the soft bed.

His palm rested at my side. The warm touch made heat climb up my neck. My skin turned red, and my body started to feel warm. I couldn’t help but moan. “Mmm … ”

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Luis propped himself up with one hand and opened the bedside drawer with the other. I watched him pull out a small box. The sound of the wrapper tearing was loud in the quiet room.

My face burned.

I turned away so I wouldn’t have to look at anything that felt so intimate. But for a second I caught sight of the drawer packed with

boxes.

So many of them!

Those would have lasted until the next Full Moon celebration!

“Why do you keep so many of them?” My voice was hoarse and a little embarrassed.

Luis finished what he was doing and bent down again. He nibbled my earlobe, his breath hot.

“You have to trust the strength of your boyfriend,” he murmured.

A string of kisses followed, soft and urgent. They took over every sense I had.

The bedroom filled with those quiet, charging noises. My little hums slowly turned shaky and close to a sob.

His hand held my waist tight. His voice was low and rough. “Say my name.”

“Luis.” I said it before I could stop myself. The sound of my own voice startled me–it didn’t sound like me.

Luis’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He bent his head and, near my ear, called me “good girl.”

Luis’s POV:

Since Deanna had just been discharged, I held back. I only did it once.

She lay wrapped in the blanket like a worn–out kitten, barely able to lift a finger. I let out a small laugh.

This girl refused to admit she’s thin.

Her stamina really is poor.

I gave in and carefully lifted her from the bed. I carried her to the bathroom and rinsed her off.

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