Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 170 – Sinclair’s Departure

Sinclair

The next morning Ella and I stay in bed as long as we’re able.

I wake early, but my mate is snuggled so sweetly in my arms and I can’t bear to disturb her – not even for an encore of last night’s lovemaking.

After we resolved our fight, I’d been perfectly ready to take Ella to bed then and there – however, before I could lay a hand on her, she looked up at me with those big golden eyes and said, “I thought we were going to run?”

I purred knowingly, sensing her wolf’s restlessness despite the fact that she’d tried to escape my plans for us. “So somebody’s wolf wants to come out and play before I rut you senseless, hmm?”

“Well,” She responded slyly, tangling her arms around my neck. “If you want to give me stability then following through on the expectations you set would be very important, don’t you think?”

I couldn’t help but laugh, throwing my head back and releasing a booming chuckle. “You do remember the second part of the promise I made you, don’t you?” I teased, once I was able to speak again.

All mischief now, Ella batted her lashes, “something about not being able to walk until you come home to me?”

“That’s right.” I confirmed, running my hand down her back and over her luscious behind. “Only after your antics tonight I think we might need to add: not sitting for a week either.”

mate rolled her eyes, even as her pulse spiked and the scent of her arousal rose to combine with her already intoxicating fragrance.”

and nibbling Ella’s scrumptious neck. I knew the sweet human was still struggling to come to terms with this side of her sexuality, but I wasn’t going to show her any mercy. “I can smell your excitement, little mate.” I reminded her. “Besides, I wasn’t talking about spanking this time. You really

working in her mind. When I pulled back to switch to the other ear, her quick mind was obviously trying to piece together this puzzle. She was so distracted and consumed by her feverish lust that she eventually sent her confusion through our bond, but if it’s not that, then

and trepidation combined to make a sharp cocktail in Ella’s blood, flowing from her senses into my own. It was a delicious combination. I’ve never done that before. Ella murmured after a moment, alight with nervous

with my mate has been incredible, but I’ve always taken a certain smug pleasure in introducing Ella to new things. Especially the things that make her blush – the ones her human upbringing taught her to be embarrassed about but she can’t help but enjoy. And even if you had,

I intended, and Ella’s eyes widened as she considered our size difference. Will it hurt? She asked shyly, leaning into me for comfort even though I was the one scandalizing

mark. I explained with a lethal grin, closing my teeth over

why is it a punishment? Ella

discomfort before you start to enjoy yourself, and because it puts you in a very vulnerable position, little mate. You have to trust me implicitly, and there is no better way to make you

shivered again, and I didn’t bother mentioning how much I was going to enjoy watching her

the shores of the lake, I spent a good long time preparing Ella, working her up to the edge of orgasm three times as I stretched and toyed with her tight back channel. Only then did I finally bring out my cock,

enough, as intrigued as she’d been by the idea, her shyness and inexperience came out in full force once I actually began touching her in such a forbidden place. She was crimson faced and making the cutest sounds of reluctant pleasure and embarrassment well before we reached the main event, and when I was finally inside her and

the rapture she found when I began strumming her swollen clit and sank my fingers into her weeping sex on top of everything else. She cried out in ecstasy and slumped back against me, trusting me to support her as

own endurance to the test. Luckily our ravenous appetites for one another were spurred on by the knowledge that this was our

look down at my slumbering mate, overflowing with love and admiration as I caress her pregnant belly and commune with our unborn pup, I can only hope I did enough to satisfy and reassure herover the weeks to come. I’ve been watching her for a while when she finally stretches and emits a sleepy moan, making me rethink whether this morning should be reserved for innocent cuddles after all. My wolf drags his attention from Rafe, quieting his continuous proclamations of love for the tiny babe, to focus on

her beautiful gaze focuses on me, her brow furrows much too quickly for my liking. “I don’t want you to go.” She whispers, sounding so vulnerable it nearly breaks

hearing my own reluctance will offer her some comfort. I understand Ella well enough to realize that knowing she’s not hurting alone can go a long way to easing this ache. “But I’ll be back before