Alpha Dom and His Human 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?”

her back and over her luscious behind. “Only after your

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

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

side as I laved the soft spot behind her ear, and she was struggling to keep the gears 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

flowing from her senses into my own. It was a delicious combination. I’ve never done that before. Ella murmured after

this confirmation. It might have been irrational, as every first 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 doubt your abominable ex could

size difference. Will it hurt? She asked shyly, leaning into me for comfort even though

a lethal grin, closing my teeth

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have to trust me implicitly, and there is no better way to make you feel so thoroughly claimed – because there is no part

mentioning how much I was going to enjoy watching her blush and squirm over the

up to the edge of orgasm three times as I stretched and toyed with her tight back channel. Only

making the cutest sounds of reluctant pleasure and embarrassment well before we reached the main event, and when I

else. She cried out in ecstasy and slumped back against me, trusting me to support her as she disappeared to a heightened plane of erotic bliss. That was the point that I lost my own control as well, spilling my seed into her clenching sheath as I brought her

I kept my poor mate up all night long, exhausting her and putting my own endurance to the test. Luckily our ravenous appetites for one another were spurred on by

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

focuses on me, her brow furrows much too quickly for my liking. “I don’t want you

I understand Ella well enough to realize that knowing she’s not hurting alone can go a long