ALL Chapters & Episodes of His Pretend Mate Bride by Prudywrites - Page 4

All Chapters of His Pretend Mate Bride: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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ELEANOR’S POV. My back hit against the wall but I can barely feel the pain with his lips on mine, ravishing me in every way possible. He hardly let me get down from the car before claiming my lips with his, and now we are in the hallway still kissing. “You say I’m a good Wolf, huh!” He said, snatching his lips back briefly, his breathe still landing on my face. “Guess I have gone too soft on you. I will have to show you just how bad I can be.” He added, claiming my lips again before I could say a word. A part of me was intrigued, excited, nervous, curious to know what he would show me this time, and how bad he could get. I love Bad Wolves. Scratch that. I love me a bad Cruz. I was desperate to see him in all sides of himself. The vulnerable side, even though I have hardly seen that. The weird part, I doubt if he has any. Everything and anything about him that there is to know. I felt my lower lips releasing some juices as it craved for more, so I clenched my thighs in response

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

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ELEANOR’S POV. His rough breathe landing on my neck as he nibbled on it, bitting into my skin gently. Tell me why this simple act has my legs getting wobbly. Sending shocks down my spine. He dug his fangs deeper into my neck, taking in some blood. He stepped backward, his eyes running over me, stains of my blood still on his lips. He ran his tongue over it. “You taste good, El.” He said, his grey eyes shooting lasers at my fragile heart, melting me and sweeping me off my feet. My heart beating so hard against my chest. I’m obsessed. I’m fucking obsessed with him. Was it weird that I liked El better than Eleanor now? “Strip!” He ordered, his eyes still not leaving me. I wanted to ask questions, throw tantrums, anything at all that wouldn’t disclose that I had waited so long for something like this. Instead I said nothing as I got down from bed, my shaky fingers sliding the gown over my head, leaving my bra and thong visible. His eyes turned hungry, devouring every each of me.

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE.

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CRUZ’S POV. I flipped her over, her back facing me as she knelt on the bed. All I needed to hear was the plea in her voice and I got just that. I slammed my cock into her even before she could balance herself and heard her let out a screech. I wanted to cause her pain. Not because I hated her but because I wanted to fill every part of her mind. The painful part. The good part. The bad part. Any part at all that existed. I continued to bang her, holding her waist firmly with my hands. I thrusted as fast as I could, barely giving her a chance to breathe. She let out moans, her loud moans echoed in the room. I clutched her hair with my left hand, pulling her head backward. I watched her gasp for breathe as she called out my name. I paused a bit letting her catch her breathe then thrusted in fiercely snatching the oxygen from her abruptly. “Oh!” She moaned, her legs shaking so bad that I feared that they would give up on her and crash into the bed, but she seemed stronger than she loo

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR.

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ELEANOR’S POV. What do you do when you find yourself gradually getting drawn to someone? When they are all you think about when you wake up? When they are the last thing that lingers on your mind when you go to bed? Tell me, what such thing would be called. Because right now, I needed some answers. I needed someone to tell that I wasn’t falling in love with this Wolf. I needed someone to tell that it all had to be some kind of hormones. Or maybe it had to do with his good cock, and the amazing sex. Whatever it was, I knew I had to snap out of it. I was just a pretend bride. It was nothing serious. It was never going to be something serious. It was only going to ever be about sex. Revolved around sticking his huge cock in my tight pussy. All about his orgasm and mine. Not love. I doubted that Alpha Cruz was capable of ever loving anyone. Arghh! I groaned softly, squeezing my eyes shut, silently wishing that the thoughts would leave my mind. You shouldn’t fall in love with him

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE.

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ELEANOR’S POV. Please fuck me! These words screamed inside my head, threatening to slip down my tongue but I held it in, bitting onto my lower lip. The shock lingered on even after he withdrew his finger and I almost wished he didn’t. I craved his touch. “You want to say something?” He asked, and I shook my head in denial. That asshole! Trying to tempt me with words, and the way he licks his lower lip. “Use your words, El.” I heard him say, and I gulped down the words. Use your words, El. Those were the very words he would say every single time he was about to fuck my brains out, and right now I wished he would. “No.” I responded, and watched his expression change to that of a questioning one. “I mean, I don’t have anything to say.” I add and swallowed another lump of saliva. He nodded in response. I watched him fiddle with the cutlery before he dropped it down to look back at me. “You look pretty today.” He said with a grin. “I guess my cock is doing a good job on you.” H

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX.

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CRUZ’S POV. I landed few knocks on her door as I tried to put my patience under check while waiting for her to shove it open. But there was hardly a response so I knocked again. Same thing. It was like she knew that I was here to scold her. Like the air had really warned her of my presence. “Open this door, Eleanor.” I yelled against the door, twisting the knob as my patience slowly faded, leaking like a gas cylinder left on but unlighted. I heard no response again. “El!” I groaned. “Please go.” Came her words. She sounded pissed about something. Her voice low and laced with pain. It sounded as though she was crying and just the thought of that was enough to light some more fire on my brimming rage.My heart wrenched at thought that it might have something to do with me. Because I knew that I was capable of hurting someone especially a sweet soul like herself.Did I? Was it because of what happened back at the table? I was confused. I had a lot of questions to ask myself. But

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN.

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CRUZ’S POV. Even as I stared at the necklace I asked the black-haired lady to box up, Eleanor’s words last night played again and again in my head. She had confessed her love to me, she was bold enough to tell me how she felt. But did I feel the same? Absolutely not. At that point, I wanted to tell her that I didn’t feel the same but I stopped it just before it could slip down my tongue. She was feeling bad already. I didn’t want to worsen it so I played along. I, however, never told her I loved her. I just tried to calm her down by telling her not to think too much about it and ended up cuddling her till she slept off in my arms. I left before she would wake. This necklace was going to be my ‘I’m sorry’ gift. I was sorry about a lot of things. I was sorry about the way I led her on, causing her to fall in love with me. I was worry for not returning the sane energy. I was sorry for not feeling the sane way. I was sorry because I knew that I would never be able to give her that

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT.

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ELEANOR’S POV. Finally, it was his inauguration day. The whole place was dressed up and decorated to look beautiful. He had wanted to use Black and White color before I talked him out of it, asking him to replace them with cooler but not bright colors. It took him a while to accept but he eventually did. I was happy helping with the decoration and all. It was fun to do something other than being the pretend bride. Now as I stared at my reflection in the mirror, I made myself believe that we were nothing but serious now. Yes, we weren’t legally married. But I found myself filling in important positions in his life. My heart beating pace increased at the thought of him. He had filled in every part of me with his charm. I found myself thinking about him almost every time. Even in the bathrooms, dinning table. Every single time. Let’s not even talk about the wet dreams I get. It wasn’t an easy task trying to get how good his cock was, from my head. Maybe because we spent almost e

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE.

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ELEANOR’S POV.Lily!I replayed the name in my head.It was like she just announced herself to be the creator of all things to me. I wanted to laugh in her face and remind that Lily was only a figment of Cruz’s imagination.But was it?I suddenly remembered that I never asked him about her. Never asked him why he wanted me to claim that name, because I thought that he either despise my name or wanted to spice things up a bit.I couldn’t believe that I got in bed with a Wolf who had a tag, a leach. I was just nothing but a fill-in.No, it had to be a joke.“Cruz!” I called out softly, my voice low. My heart hurting so bad. It was as though that piece of information had ripped off the wall of my heart.I could see that he avoided my eyes, he looked away from me. Even when his eyes would meet mine, I was shocked by how dark it had gotten in the space of hours. He looked bothered, worried.But I knew it couldn’t be about me. It probably had to be because he feared that Lily would get pis

CHAPTER FORTY.

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CRUZ’S POV.I was more than shocked when Lily had turned up at my doorstep. I never thought she would show up this early. I thought her studies would last longer than it did. I guess she came as quickly as she did because I rarely replied her emails of late.Maybe she had gotten worried of me leaving.Meeting Lily was one thing I never expected that particular day that I went on a work trip. She had captured my heart with her words and acts. Making me feel loved and cherished. She made me feel a way I never felt. I was glad that I met her, and we got dating before I came back.I did beg her to come with me but she couldn’t. Her Father had insisted on her completing her Queenship studies. He had said she was the only one he could trust with his kingdom, even though Lily said she would prefer if Roberto, her stepbrother did. “Hi!” She said with so much happiness, jumping into my arms.Even as she got so close, I felt nothing. No pang of excitement, all I could think about was Eleanor.

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