Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 119

Ella

The next thing I know, Sinclair is prowling forward across the room, backing me

towards the bed. He seems barely human, barely in control of his wolf – but I

understand now why he hasn’t sought more comfort from me. I’d gotten so used to his

sultry innuendos and dark promises that I forgot how serious these matters truly are to

wolves. But now I see the truth. I pushed him, forced him to admit things he was trying

to shield me from, then challenged his authority, demanded that he let me do my job.

My inner wolf is a veritable basket case. She’s both excited and intimidated, thrilled

and daunted, eager to please and utterly defiant about the idea of submitting to

anyone – even Sinclair. For weeks now she’s been begging for Sinclair’s mark, and

now that the ridiculous creature is about to get it –

she wants to play hard to get.

The backs of my knees collide with the bed, and Sinclair lifts me as though I weigh

nothing, tossing me back into the plush comfort of my nest.

I scramble onto my hands and knees, baring my teeth at the bossy wolf and emitting a

soft growl. I don’t appreciate him messing up the safe cocoon I created for our pup,

and though something deep down inside of me is quivering with appreciation for his

dominance, I don’t care for his high-handed behavior.

Sinclair unslings the towel still wrapped around his waist, an ominous chuckle on his

lips. “Such a fierce little mate.” He observes, his eyes hooded with desire. “Have you

already forgotten how desperate you’ve been to bare my mark?”

I narrow my eyes as he crawls onto the bed, climbing over the overabundance of

pillows and blankets. He lashes out and catches my ankle, deftly sliding my legs out

from under me and pulling me towards him over the mattress. I yelp in surprise, but

the next thing I know I’m on my back with Sinclair looming

over me, blissfully naked. My eyes scan his chiseled form: from his glorious bronze

skin, which glistens in the low light; to his devilishly handsome face; and all the way

down to the huge, hard member between his legs.

Suddenly I find myself stretching out so he can appreciate my curves, shifting and

writhing against the silken sheets. It’s as if the mere sight of this man was able to steal

my sanity, to make me forget my resolve to make him work for his prize.

single

my top, only deep enough to tear the thin fabric

fire and feistiness until you get a peek of something you

heat pools low in

well, and now

every inch of my exposed skin, and his

to say

be a crime to be so

me preen and show off even more. I don’t

this way, but my wolf is calling the shots now. I rise up onto

hands up his bare chest and nibbling

about dragging him down

his own

handhold in my hair, and he tilts

His free hand trails down to the curve of my

to claim you, Ella.” He rumbles, sternly and a needy

mine as he speaks, his eyes

absorbing every ounce of my frustration and desire. “But I am

“Im going to take control, Ella. And

treat you exactly how I would treat any other naughty

not his hold. “I need you to promise

cross a line.”

said you already have?” I challenge,

far I

you that I can smell

between my legs. His thick fingers immediately sink into

and I can barely restrain my

your mischief,” Sinclair adds, knocking his nose against

teeth at him, feeling wilder and more fearless than I can ever

his fingers from my aching s3x – despite

way it’s going to

if you didn’t have to take it. My

quite ballsy enough to

little – Hey,

what you want

do you actually know what you

you’re writhing around under him

don’t call me a cat – that’s offensive. She snipes. Besides,

her eyes. You’ll

do I.

I complain. You’re writing checks

has to cash them.

some shrinking violet before you found

in trouble long before

myself back into the present, I realize that Dominic has been watching

face, waiting for me to

in his wolfish smirk, but he doesn’t

giving you trouble?”

me almost reverently, even as

my wolf does respond for me, “No, I’ve simply changed my mind.”

don’t want your mark anymore. I think I’ll

who’s not afraid to

I realize what I’ve just

rotates his neck as if he’s having to physically

his gaze to me, he looks

case, I’ll just have to

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