Accidental Surrogate

Ella

No, I just got out! My wolf rails defiantly. I want to run more! Let me go!

The kisses cease, and now Sinclair’s fangs close around my scruff, applying pressure. I immediately realize what he’s doing. If he applies enough pressure – especially if he lifts me off the ground – I’ll be completely immobilized. I said shift!

I don’t want to! You can be a wolf whenever you want – but this is my only chance. I protest fiercely, snarling as ferociously as I can. Let me go you big bully.

I can tell the games are over now. Sinclair pulls me up, and suddenly I’m hanging from his jaws, my feet kicking helplessly. Yield Ella! I feel his authoritative growl deep in my bones, and even though I didn’t agree to surrender, my rebelling limbs suddenly still. I go limp, and when Sinclair returns me to the ground I roll onto my back, showing him my belly.

Good girl. Sinclair’s huge black wolf gazes down at me, his emerald eyes blazing with unbridled emotion.

My wolf whimpers in my head. Why does his praise make me feel so incredible?

Because you’re mine. His gravelly voice answers, and I realize that I’ve spoken aloud again. Mine, mine, mine.Before I can think more about his statement, Sinclair is groaning in my head, just look at you, he croons. All rose gold and sass. I know he’s talking about my fur now, which is the same metallic sheen as my strawberry blonde hair. And your little white tummy. He adds, nuzzling the patch of white fluff above my navel. Mmm, my pup. My Ella. He sounds like a caveman, but his next words prove his mind is as sharp as ever. Shift mate, it’s time to finish this.

Finish this? I practically squeak.

Oh yes, Sinclair confirms darkly, his words are so animalistic that I tremble in response. I’m going to mark and claim you before you can get away again. You’re mine, and the whole world is going to know it.

All at once, I realize that the Sinclair I know is not in control. This is his wolf talking now, and suddenly I realize why he warned me not to run from him on the night of the Wild Hunt. The rational part of my brain understood… at least I thought it did… but it’s one thing to imagine it, and a very different matter to experience it.

The last time I met his wolf, I hadn’t been able to hear Sinclair’s thoughts. I hadn’t understood how different the two beings were – though it makes perfect sense that his most primal self would come out when his inner animal is in charge. Still, I can hardly recognize the Sinclair I’ve come to know and love in the beast towering over me. Then again, I hardly recognize myself right now. This is all so surreal.

He wants to claim us. My own wolf swoons, yes, yes, yes!

Listen to her, mate. Sinclair orders, she knows what you need.

realize that we have a problem. Dominic, I don’t know how

hulking black wolf studies me for a moment, before nodding once in understanding and

and devastating loss to be back in this skin, but

at the bed with wide eyes, amazed to think that we’re finally going to be together the way I’ve been dreaming about for so many

have any idea how long I’ve been waiting for

braver than I can ever remember being, I grin. Yes, but

beam is full of sultry promise. Thank

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heart is hammering against my ribcage as Sinclair lays me down on the plush coverlet, and for the first time, I realize I’m naked. My night dress must have shredded when I shifted, and though

to be spread out in front of him like a feast to

muscles of his abdomen, to the huge, hard length standing at attention against his navel. I can feel my eyes widen in alarm – I’ve always known that Sinclair is twice my size, but

briefly consider fleeing, but Sinclair

accuse, shooting him a

anything yet.” He responds ominously. “You’re just lucky I’m not

please, you know you wanted to chase me.” I quip saucily, keenly aware of the way he continues to survey my body, a lethal glint in his green eyes. It feels incredible to know that I have this power over him, that his huge member is hard and pulsing just for me. Feeling devious, I shift on the bed, stretching out my

minx?” He rumbles appreciatively, the corner of his mouth quirking up. “Don’t you know that isn’t necessary? I need no encouragement to eat

– you’re taking forever.” I trail my fingers down

me right for challenging his wolf, but I’m not complaining. He settles in the bed with me, balancing his weight on his elbows and settling his hips between

I had of teasing him further disappear the moment our lips connect. I immediately yield to his dominance, feeling butterflies that have nothing to do with the baby I’m carrying,

and earning a playful growl in return. The world spins and freezes at once, and all my nerve endings are frayed by the surge of electricity he’s sending through my veins. When

his way down my body. He pauses to lave the soft spot behind my ear, and then

over the hard nubs, sending pulses of desire straight to my core. I wonder if

me mercy. Instead he nibbles the inside of my thighs, moving closer and closer to my center and drawing away at the last moment. Seeming to know exactly how badly I need his touch, his own mischievous streak takes over. “Every time I’ve scented your desire, I’ve dreamed of this.”

please!” I finally beg, feeling close