Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 119

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.

single claw and dragging it down

my top, only deep enough to tear the

until you get a peek of something you

flash of indignance even as heat pools low

well, and now I’m naked before

gaze travels every inch of my exposed skin, and his pupils dilate

have to say I know the feeling.”

a crime to be so

and show off

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

chest and nibbling his pecs. I planned on

mouth, fantasized about dragging him down to the

his own

forms a handhold in my

trails down to the curve of my

our pup. “Im not going to claim you, Ella.” He rumbles,

lips graze mine as he speaks, his eyes boring

every ounce of my frustration and desire. “But I am

me huskily. “Im going to

treat you exactly how I would treat

“I need you to promise

cross a line.”

you already have?” I challenge, not meaning a

I

smell your arousal.”

between my legs. His thick fingers immediately sink into the

and I can barely restrain my

his

snap my teeth at him, feeling wilder and more fearless than I

Sinclair only chuckles, removing his fingers from

“So that’s the way

control if you didn’t have to take it. My wolf answers in my

quite ballsy enough to speak to

– Hey, don’t slut

with knowing what you want and going after

actually know what

provoking him and the next you’re writhing

that’s offensive. She snipes. Besides, It’s all part of

can practically hear her rolling her eyes. You’ll see. He needs

do I.

say. I complain. You’re

has to cash them.

like you were some shrinking violet before you found out

trouble long before

myself back into the present, I

flitting across my face, waiting for

wolfish smirk, but

baby? Your wolf giving you trouble?”

almost reverently, even as

my wolf does respond for me,

sniff. “I don’t want your mark anymore. I

not

what I’ve just said, and suddenly Sinclair’s

as if he’s having to physically

he returns his gaze

in that case, I’ll just have to make sure you

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