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?”

behind. “Only after your antics tonight I think we might need to add: not sitting for a

spiked and the scent of her arousal rose to

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 smell your excitement, little mate.” I reminded her. “Besides, I wasn’t talking about spanking this time. You

to piece together this puzzle. She was so distracted and consumed by her feverish lust that she eventually sent her confusion through our

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

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

hurt? She asked shyly,

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

a punishment? Ella inquired

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

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

of orgasm three times as I stretched and toyed with her tight

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

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 she disappeared to a heightened plane of erotic bliss. That was the point that I lost my own control as well,

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

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

part and 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

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 can go a