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?”

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

spiked and the scent of her arousal rose to combine

don’t love it every bit as much as I do.” I warned, lowering my lips to my mark 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

or she tried 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 by her feverish lust that she eventually sent her confusion through our bond, but if it’s not that, then why wouldn’t I be able to… Deciding to help her, I trailed one finger down between the round globes of her bottom, tapping my fingertip against

flowing from her

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 have prepared

Will it hurt? She asked shyly, leaning

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 mate knows what he’s doing, it can feel better than you’d ever

it a punishment?

it will take a bit 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 no part of you that’s

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

run on 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

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

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

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

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,

part and her beautiful gaze focuses on me, her brow furrows much too quickly for my liking. “I

don’t want to go either.” I confess, 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