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.

extending a single claw and dragging it down

enough to tear the thin

and feistiness until you get a

as heat pools low in my

sweatpants as well, and

my exposed

“I have to say

should be a crime to

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

but my wolf is calling the shots now. I rise up

my hands up his bare chest and nibbling his pecs. I planned on kissing

dragging

forget his

fists forms a handhold in my hair, and he

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

claim you, Ella.” He rumbles, sternly and

graze mine as he speaks, his

ounce of my frustration and desire. “But I am going to

huskily. “Im going to take

will treat you exactly how I would treat

“I

cross a line.”

have?” I challenge,

how far I can

can smell your

my legs. His thick fingers

and I can barely restrain my moan

mischief,” Sinclair adds, knocking his nose against

at him, feeling wilder and more fearless than I

Sinclair only chuckles, removing his fingers from my aching s3x

the way it’s going to be,

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

not quite ballsy enough to speak to Sinclair

You brazen little – Hey,

knowing what

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

next you’re writhing around

me a cat – that’s offensive. She snipes. Besides, It’s

hear her rolling her eyes. You’ll

do I.

say. I complain. You’re

has to cash them.

you were some shrinking violet before you

You were getting yourself in trouble long before

myself back into the present, I realize that Dominic

my face, waiting for me to

wolfish smirk, but he doesn’t show me any

baby? Your wolf giving you trouble?”

me almost reverently, even as

wolf does respond for me, “No,

a sniff. “I don’t want your mark anymore. I think I’ll go

instead. One who’s not afraid to claim

as I realize what I’ve just said,

his neck as if he’s having to physically

gaze to me, he

just have to make

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