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Liz POV I walk through the hotel corridors, trying not to look nervous. I am not doing anything wrong. Technically, Deimos is my mate despite the lack of a mark on my neck. I approach the hotel door and am shocked by the sound of voices on the other side. I think about what Becky said and how it would look if I were to enter a room full of men. I can only imagine what the rumors would be. “This was a mistake,” I tell myself as I turn to run the other way. Before I can take the first step, the door opens, and the scent of Applewood envelopes me. I turn to see Deimos smiling drunkenly at me. How is it that he is already drunk? “I thought you would lose your nerve,” he says as he gestures for me to come inside. I look around and see a few other men sitting in the massive hotel suite. I stand awkwardly by the door, and Deimos places his hand on my lower back and guides me further into the room. “The keys to my room didn’t work,” I say shyly as I look around the room. “
Liz POV I am too stunned to squeal or speak as Deimos throws me over his shoulder. My head and arms are hanging upside down, bouncing off his back. Deimos kicks the door of the bedroom open and gently tosses me on the king-sized bed. His eyes rake over my body like a man possessed. I didn’t think it was possible for his eyes to become any darker than what they already were. His darkened gaze sweeps over my body, and I can feel my panties get wet. Lifting his nose to the air, Deimos lets out a sound that sounds like a purr. I know he can smell my arousal, and it only makes me hotter. Squeezing my thighs together, I try to release the pressure that is building between them. Deimos slowly strips off his shirt, and my breath hitches in my chest. I have seen him completely naked before, so the way he looks should be no surprise to me. But every time I see him, it is like I am seeing him for the first time. My tongue darts out and wets my lips. I find myself wondering what h
Liz POV I feel my virginity rip, and I cry out. Deimos muffles my scream with his mouth as he continues to circle my clit with his fingers. Soon, the pain subsides, and I find myself meeting his thrusts. Deimos removes his fingers from my clit and lowers himself on my body. He moves my hair off my neck and begins to suck on my marking spot. Every inch of my body is on fire, and I can feel myself teetering on the edge of my pleasure. Deimos’s fangs press against my skin, and I wait for him to mark me. But before he can, my orgasm rushes through my body, and I scream out his name. I barely feel Deimos remove his teeth from my skin without marking me. I am too caught up in my pleasure. My hips thrust up erratically, meeting each one of Deimos's thrusts. Tingles spread throughout my body as I come down from my orgasm, and I am left shaking in the aftermath. Deimos doesn’t stop. He begins to pound into me relentlessly. The sting of his cock stretching me with his powerful
Liz POV We pull up to the pack house of the Moonstone Pack. This place holds so many memories of my childhood, both good and bad. It looks the same and different all at the same time. I have only been gone a few short weeks, but everything in my life is different now. The way I see the world is different now. I will never forget my first night in this house. I had just lost my caretaker, Gretchen, and I was scared to be alone. My mother held me all night, assuring me that I would be okay. But it wasn’t my mother that comforted me the most. It was the voice inside my mind. It wasn’t the first time I had heard the voice, but it was definitely the most memorable. The voice whispered in my mind that I was finally home. As I grew older, I learned the voice I heard in my mind was that of my wolf, Majesty. She kept me safe and comfortable during the roughest years of my life. She helped me deal with the bullies in school and helped me feel like less of an outcast. But
Deimos POV Elizabeth’s parents, Osiris and Willow, hold their breath while my anger fills the room. Willow tries to move Elizabeth out of the path of my anger, but Elizabeth refuses to move. She loops her arm within mine and stands proudly at my side. Elizabeth believes me when I say I didn’t try to kill my brother, and that is all that matters. Osiris’s eyes flicker between Elizabeth and me. He is weighing his options. Osiris wants to protect his family, but he knows choosing to battle with me will not be an easy fight. My reputation always precedes me. While I may not be the true Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack, my wolf, Duko, is still a formidable fighter. He has taken down plenty of Alphas with no problem, and I do not fear a fight with Osiris. The only thing holding me back is how it would make Elizabeth feel. “Why don’t we have lunch?” Willow cuts through the tension in the room, but Osiris and I don’t take our eyes off each other. “Daddy,” Elizabeth says softly. “I b
Deimos POV Elizabeth’s shoulders are slumped over in the passenger seat of the car on the way back to the hotel. She is staring out of the window with tears freely flowing down her cheeks. Normally, she tries to be so strong, but not this time. Duko is howling painfully in my mind, begging me to take her sadness away. I keep glancing at her from the corner of my eyes. I want to ask her what was said between her and Osiris, but I don’t know how to approach the conversation. If Elizabeth wanted me to know what was said I am sure she would have told me by now. We pull up to the hotel and I toss my keys to the valet. He tries to open the door to let Elizabeth out, but I growl loudly, and he steps away from the car. I quickly move to the other side of the car, disguising my limp. I open Elizabeth’s door, and she looks up at me. The look on her face breaks me. Her mascara is running down her face, and her lipstick is smeared. She tries to plaster the fake smile she has been
Deimos POV “I want you to mark me,” Elizabeth whispers. My hand freezes inside her panties. She is asking me for the one thing I cannot give her. “You are asking me for something I can’t give you,” I tell her quietly. I try to remove my hand from her panties, but Elizabeth grabs my hand and holds it in place. Her hips wiggle against my fingers, and I have to resist the urge to plunge my fingers into her. “Do you want to mark me?” She asks as she looks up at me through her eyelashes. I open my mouth to lie to her. I want to tell her that I have no intention of ever marking her. But Duko growls in my mind, demanding that I tell her the truth. “I want to mark you,” I answer her honestly. “But now isn’t the time.” Elizabeth wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. Her tongue swipes against the seam of my lips, demanding entrance. I know what she is doing. Elizabeth is trying to get me caught up in the moment in hopes that Duko will
Liz POV I fell asleep in the comfort of Deimos’s arms last night. After I confessed that I loved him, I expected him to make love to me again, but he didn’t. Instead, he stripped us both down to our underwear and led me to the bed. He wrapped me in his arms and fell asleep quickly. But I didn’t fall asleep as quickly. I laid in bed and worried about what my father said. He warned me that Deimos was evil and that he couldn’t be trusted. He believed everything that Nico said and made it clear that he would never support Deimos as an Alpha. Nothing I said could make him change his mind. Finally, I blurted out that I loved Deimos. My father called me a fool. Told me that Deimos was just using me for sex. That is when I stormed out of the kitchen with tears flowing down my cheeks. My father has never spoken to me that way before. He has never been disappointed in me before. It hurt, but it hurt more to think about not being with Deimos. With tears streaming down my face,