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?”

down her back and over her luscious behind. “Only after your antics tonight I think

her arousal rose to combine with her already intoxicating fragrance.” Dominic, you

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

to. Her head was lolling to the 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

trepidation combined to make a sharp cocktail in Ella’s blood, flowing from her senses into

by 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,

as I intended, and Ella’s eyes widened as she considered our size difference. Will it hurt? She asked shyly, leaning into

will in the beginning. It will feel strange and forbidden. But it’s like taking my mark. I explained with a lethal grin, closing my teeth over that special spot once more. If your

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of 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 feel so thoroughly claimed – because there is

bother mentioning how much I was going to enjoy watching her

times as I stretched and toyed with her tight back channel. Only then did I finally bring out my cock, gently rocking into her with lots of encouragement and praise as she grappled with the

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 began telling her how wonderful she felt – using the dirty words that scandalize and delight her in equal measure,

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 over the edge again

sure Ella thought we were done after such an overwhelming mating, but I’m nothing if not good for my word. 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 the knowledge that this was our last joining for a few weeks, so we came

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

brow furrows much too quickly for my liking. “I don’t want you to go.” She whispers, sounding so vulnerable it nearly

hoping that 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 you