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.

is.” Sinclair croons, extending a single

deep enough to tear the thin fabric

until you get a peek of

flash of indignance even as heat pools

and now

inch of my exposed skin, and his pupils

“I have to say I know the

a crime

off even more. I don’t understand why

wolf is calling the shots now. I rise

bare chest and nibbling his

fantasized about dragging him down to the

his

of Sinclair’s powerful fists forms a handhold in my hair, and

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

going to claim you, Ella.”

as he speaks, his eyes boring

frustration and desire. “But I am going to take

me huskily. “Im going to take control, Ella. And if you

I will treat you exactly how I would treat any other naughty she- wolf.”

“I

cross a line.”

you already have?” I challenge, not meaning a word

how far I can

remind you that I can smell your arousal.” Sinclair

between my legs. His thick fingers immediately sink into

and I can barely

adds, knocking his

at him, feeling wilder and more fearless than I can ever

Sinclair only chuckles, removing his fingers from my

the way it’s going to be,

have to take it. My wolf answers in

enough

You brazen little – Hey,

There’s nothing wrong with knowing what you want and going

know what you

you’re writhing around under him like a

call me a cat – that’s offensive. She snipes.

can practically hear her rolling her eyes.

do I.

I complain. You’re writing

has to cash them.

shrinking violet before you

were getting yourself in trouble long before you knew

I

flitting across my face,

wolfish smirk, but he

wolf giving you trouble?” His strong hands

form, caressing me almost reverently,

for me, “No, I’ve simply changed my mind.”

mark anymore. I think I’ll go out

One who’s not afraid to claim

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

neck as if

he returns his gaze

in that case, I’ll just have to make

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