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.

a single

tear the thin fabric

get a

heat pools low

sweatpants as well, and now

gaze travels every inch of my exposed

say I know the feeling.” He

should be a crime to be so

show off

wolf is calling the shots now.

bare chest and

I reached his mouth, fantasized about dragging him down to the bed

forget his

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

free hand trails down to the

claim you, Ella.” He

my lips. Sinclair’s lips graze mine as he speaks, his eyes

frustration and desire.

informs me huskily. “Im going to take control, Ella.

exactly how I would treat any other naughty

his hold. “I need you to promise you’ll

cross a line.”

have?” I challenge, not meaning

far I

smell your arousal.” Sinclair purrs,

tummy between my legs. His thick fingers immediately sink into

cleft, and I can barely restrain my moan of

mischief,” Sinclair adds, knocking his nose against mine, “and

at him, feeling wilder and more fearless than I can

only chuckles, removing his fingers from my aching s3x –

way

have to take

quite ballsy enough to speak to Sinclair

demand. You brazen little – Hey, don’t slut shame me.

what you

what you

and the next you’re writhing around under

– that’s offensive. She

her eyes. You’ll see. He needs this,

do I.

you to say. I complain. You’re writing checks but my ass is

has to cash them.

like you were some shrinking violet before

trouble long before

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

across my face, waiting for me

is clear in his wolfish smirk, but he

trouble?” His strong hands are moving over

almost reverently, even as he

me,

sniff. “I don’t want your mark anymore. I think

not afraid to

I realize what I’ve just said, and suddenly Sinclair’s

rotates his neck as if he’s having to physically force

he returns his gaze to me, he looks

case, I’ll just have to make sure you

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