Alpha’s Black Furred Slave Mate
Chapter 24

Her body laid before him in pure bliss; naked and beautiful. Her tanned skin radiates in the candlelit room of the guest bedroom. Her dark hair messily fell around her exotic features. He was wrapped around her thin body, kissing the nape of her neck, and trailing down her shoulder blade and to her torso. The movement of her body, her breathing, grew heavier allowing for her breasts to move freely with the rest of her. He cupped his lips around her firm, and dark, nipples. Bringing them into his mouth and sucking her nipples tenderly. She moaned at his touch, increasing his erection.

The silvery aura of his wolf combined with the hazy purple aura of her wolf brought out a beautiful pink shade between the two. Both wolves appeared to be deeply satisfied.

Marlon's lips closed around hers and he sucked her bottom lip tenderly; he breathed her in. Breathing the same air, she breathed.

This is what you want.

A voice in his head spoke to him in a low tone; he recognized the voice to be his wolf's.

You need this. You need her. She's only in the next room.

He tried hard to ignore his wolf, but it only grew louder; more agitated.

"Leave me be..." he spoke out loud to his wolf.

It didn't seem to faze Deonna though; it was like she didn't even hear him.

Not until you admit that you want her.

He started to lose grip of reality; soon, Deonna was gone, and it was just Marlon sitting awake in his bed.

His room was dimmed with only a faint light coming through his shades from the rising sun. His chest was bare, with beads of sweat forming and running down his torso. He ran his fingers through his silky strands of hair and collapsed back down onto his pillow. This wasn't the first time he's dreamed of Deonna. It was like his wolf was forcing him to acknowledge the fact that he wants to have s*x with her again. He hated that and he tried to push that feeling and thought deep into his stomach, but the harder he tried to keep it down, the more forceful his wolf became.

The other night Deonna asked if she could start attending school; Marlon knew it probably wasn't a good idea, but he promised her that he would see what he could do. In return, she gave him a b*****b. Ever since then, he hasn't been able to get her beautiful full lips, around his p***s, off his mind. He wanted more of her; it was almost like he was craving more of her.

His wolf was right though, she was only in the next room and if he wanted more of her, he could just go in there and get it. But what bothered him was the fact that he shouldn't want more. She was a dirtball slave, and he was a nobleman. If word got out about this, he would be completely ruined.

But still, he found himself curious of her.

Feeling like he was never going to get any sleep unless he sees her, he slid himself out of bed and stumbled out into the hallway. It was still early so the manor was quiet because everyone residing inside the manor was still asleep. Winston would typically be awake right now, but he was downstairs completing his morning duties of being sure that Marlon's day ran as smoothly as possible.

Marlon used Winston as his eyes and ears throughout the manor; he reports to Marlon any findings that Marlon wasn't aware of. Which includes anything that has to do with his sons. Winston has been doing that for years and Marlon was appreciative to him for that.

The door to the guestroom wasn't far from Marlon's bedroom door; it was only down the hall. He could see a faint light coming from under the door; knowing it was the bedside candle flickering, he couldn't help but wonder if Deonna was awake.

She finally had a comfortable bed to sleep in; if she was awake, it would be surprising to Marlon.

Marlon pushed the bedroom door open and peered inside the room. Deonna was sitting up in bed with a book on her lap. Her stern expression showed how deeply she was concentrating on whatever she was reading. He had Winston provide her with a few books to keep her occupied while she resided in this bedroom.

He didn't want to be a complete monster. After all, she was pregnant with his child. He wasn't even sure what he was going to do with this child once it was born. Assuming it'll be a boy, due to Marlon's strong genes, a dark-furred nobleman wasn't a thing. She wore a loose-fitted and lacy pink nightgown that Marlon provided for her a few days ago. He figured it would still fit her once she grew bigger from the pregnancy and it would be comfortable for her to wear. Plus, the fact that he could see the roundness of her breasts and her nipples popping through didn't hurt. The nightgown rested just above her knees, so it also showed off her slender legs.

Just thinking about her legs wrapped around his waist made him hard. He had to reposition himself in the doorway to calm himself down; his wolf was practically laughing at him. Looking up from her book, Deonna looked startled to see him standing there.

"Mr. Roessler?" She said, keeping her tone low.

Her brows scrunched together as she stared around his features; her eyes scanning his body. Judging his awkward stance.

"Is there something I can do for you?" She asked, still eyeing him carefully.

Yeah, you can f**k me.

He thought to himself but instantly regretted that thought because it only made his erection grow.

"I couldn't sleep," he told her before he could stop himself.

He knew how lame that sounded and wanted to retract those words; her eyes widened.

"And you thought to come in here?" She asked; there was humor in her tone as she stifled a laugh.

He could feel the redness of his cheeks flaring as embarrassment began setting in. His wolf was tugging at him to go to her, but he ignored it, pushing it back into his stomach.

"Don't get the wrong idea," he found himself saying; his tone began hardening as he straightened his position. "You read so loudly; I could hear you flipping the pages from my room. How is anyone supposed to sleep around here." She frowned and looked down at the book. She closed the book and placed it on the bedside table.

"My apologies," she said softly. "I guess I couldn't sleep either." After a breath of silence, she added, "I've been meaning to ask you. When might I be able to attend school? It's been a few days and I haven't heard much of anything about it."

He's been meaning to talk to her about that; he found a tutor that agreed to help her with her studies. However, he doesn't think it's a good idea for her to attend school with the boys because of the hate not only she would receive, but the Roessler's would receive too. Plus, it's a clear violation of the King and Queens treaty. No school in the country would be stupid enough to allow a dark-furred wolf to study in.

"Allowing you to attend school is against the King and Queens orders," Marlon informed her, keeping his tone even and strong.

She frowned; the look of disappointment was clear on her face.

"It would be deadly for both you and the manor," he continued. She didn't say anything, she stared down at her hands and played with her fingers almost nervously. "But I found a tutor that agreed to help you with your studies."

Her eyes shot up and met his; she was surprised.

"Really?" She asked; there was a bit of hope in her voice.

He nodded as he stepped further into the room; he closed the door behind him to make sure nobody was listening. The last thing he needed was for Winston, his boys, and/or the maids to hear them discussing school. Their eyes were all over him since he's been allowing Deonna to reside inside the manor.

"Yes," he confirmed. "However, she's quite expensive and it'll cost a lot."

She frowned again.

"I don't have any money," she told him softly.

He was very aware of that, but it wasn't money he was after. His wolf stirred eagerly within him. He stayed quiet for a moment, allowing his wolf to settle down and he realized he was no longer trying to hide his erection.

Her eyes scanned his body again and landed on his erection; her cheeks began turning a dark shade of pink as her eyes shot back up to meet his. He didn't have to say anything for her to realize what he wanted.

"I see..." she breathed. She sounded almost sad, but her face continued staring at him in wonder.

The hazy purpleness of her wolf began flaring and circling her with excitement that matched his wolf. He's never felt the emotion of another wolf so vividly before.

It excited him in return.

He stepped closer to her, rubbing his thumb across her bottom lip. Feeling her softness; she opened her mouth slightly at his touch. He loved how her body instantly reacted to him. Her breathing became sharp as he used his other hand to cup her breast, outside her nightgown, and play with her nipples gently.

"How badly do you want this education?" He asked her, keeping his tone low and seductive.