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.

is.” Sinclair croons, extending a single claw and dragging

top, only deep enough to tear the

you get a peek of

even as heat pools low

well, and now

ravenous gaze travels every inch of my exposed skin, and his pupils

lust. “I have to say I know the feeling.”

be a crime

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

is calling the shots now. I rise up onto my

chest and nibbling

fantasized about dragging him

forget his

one of Sinclair’s powerful fists forms a handhold in my hair,

free hand trails down

claim you, Ella.” He rumbles, sternly

graze mine as

my frustration and desire. “But I

huskily. “Im going to take

treat you exactly how I

softening his tone but not his hold. “I need you to promise

cross a line.”

if I said you already have?” I challenge, not

far I can

smell your arousal.” Sinclair purrs, sliding

tummy between my legs. His thick

cleft, and I can barely restrain my

his

teeth at him, feeling wilder and more fearless than

only chuckles, removing his fingers from my

that’s the way

true control if you didn’t have to take it. My wolf answers

quite ballsy enough

You brazen little – Hey, don’t slut shame

nothing wrong with knowing what you want and

actually know what you want? I silently

you’re writhing around under

me a cat – that’s offensive. She snipes. Besides, It’s all part

her rolling her eyes. You’ll see. He needs this,

do I.

You’re writing checks but

has to cash them.

were some shrinking violet before you found out about me,

trouble long before you

into the present, I realize that

across my face, waiting for

smirk, but he doesn’t

wolf giving you trouble?”

me almost reverently, even as he taunts

me, “No, I’ve simply changed

I think I’ll go out and try to find a

not afraid to

as I realize what I’ve

reverent. He rotates his neck as if

gaze to me,

I’ll just have

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