Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Ella

The next thing I know, Sinclair is prowling forward across the room, backing me

towards the bed. He seems barely human, barely in control of his wolf – but I

understand now why he hasn’t sought more comfort from me. I’d gotten so used to his

sultry innuendos and dark promises that I forgot how serious these matters truly are to

wolves. But now I see the truth. I pushed him, forced him to admit things he was trying

to shield me from, then challenged his authority, demanded that he let me do my job.

My inner wolf is a veritable basket case. She’s both excited and intimidated, thrilled

and daunted, eager to please and utterly defiant about the idea of submitting to

anyone – even Sinclair. For weeks now she’s been begging for Sinclair’s mark, and

now that the ridiculous creature is about to get it –

she wants to play hard to get.

The backs of my knees collide with the bed, and Sinclair lifts me as though I weigh

nothing, tossing me back into the plush comfort of my nest.

I scramble onto my hands and knees, baring my teeth at the bossy wolf and emitting a

soft growl. I don’t appreciate him messing up the safe cocoon I created for our pup,

and though something deep down inside of me is quivering with appreciation for his

dominance, I don’t care for his high-handed behavior.

Sinclair unslings the towel still wrapped around his waist, an ominous chuckle on his

lips. “Such a fierce little mate.” He observes, his eyes hooded with desire. “Have you

already forgotten how desperate you’ve been to bare my mark?”

I narrow my eyes as he crawls onto the bed, climbing over the overabundance of

pillows and blankets. He lashes out and catches my ankle, deftly sliding my legs out

from under me and pulling me towards him over the mattress. I yelp in surprise, but

the next thing I know I’m on my back with Sinclair looming

over me, blissfully naked. My eyes scan his chiseled form: from his glorious bronze

skin, which glistens in the low light; to his devilishly handsome face; and all the way

down to the huge, hard member between his legs.

Suddenly I find myself stretching out so he can appreciate my curves, shifting and

writhing against the silken sheets. It’s as if the mere sight of this man was able to steal

my sanity, to make me forget my resolve to make him work for his prize.

she is.” Sinclair croons, extending a single claw and

enough to tear

and feistiness until you get a

as heat pools low in my belly. His claws

as well, and now I’m

of my exposed

have to say

a crime to be so

make me preen and show off even more. I don’t understand

this way, but my wolf is calling the shots now. I rise up onto my

my hands up his bare chest and nibbling his pecs.

reached his mouth, fantasized about dragging him down to the

forget his

fists forms a handhold in my hair, and he tilts

captive. His free hand trails down to the curve of my

to claim you, Ella.” He rumbles, sternly and

Sinclair’s lips graze mine as he speaks, his eyes

absorbing every ounce of my frustration and

me huskily. “Im going to take control,

how I would treat any

not his hold. “I need you

cross a line.”

if I said you already have?” I challenge, not meaning a word of it, but wanting

far I can push

smell your arousal.” Sinclair purrs,

legs. His thick fingers immediately

can barely

his nose

teeth at him, feeling wilder and more fearless

only chuckles, removing his fingers

way it’s going to be,

didn’t have to take it. My wolf

quite ballsy enough

You brazen little – Hey, don’t slut

with knowing what

do you actually know what you want? I silently scoff. One

the next you’re writhing around under him like a

me a cat – that’s offensive. She

can practically hear her rolling her eyes. You’ll

do I.

you to say. I complain. You’re writing checks but my ass is the

has to cash them.

act like you were some shrinking violet before you found out about me,

getting yourself in trouble long before you

myself back into the present, I realize that Dominic has been

my face, waiting for me to

but he doesn’t show me any mercy.

matter, baby? Your wolf giving you trouble?” His strong

caressing me almost reverently, even

respond for me, “No, I’ve

anymore. I think I’ll go out and try to find

who’s not afraid to claim

as I realize what I’ve just said, and

neck as if he’s having to physically force

his gaze to me, he

case, I’ll just have to make