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.

Sinclair croons, extending a single claw and dragging it

to tear

fire and feistiness until you get a peek of something you

even as heat pools low in my

and

my exposed skin,

have to say I know the

should be a crime to

me preen and show off even more.

my wolf is calling the shots now. I

up his bare chest and nibbling his pecs.

fantasized about dragging him down to

forget his

handhold in my hair,

holding me captive. His free hand trails down

not going to claim you, Ella.” He rumbles,

as he speaks, his

frustration and

on your offer.” He informs me huskily. “Im going to take control, Ella. And

I would treat any other naughty she- wolf.”

hold. “I need you to promise you’ll tell me if

cross a line.”

already have?” I challenge, not meaning

far I can

that I can smell your arousal.” Sinclair purrs, sliding the

between my legs. His thick fingers immediately sink into

can barely restrain my moan of

your mischief,” Sinclair adds, knocking his

at him, feeling wilder and more fearless than I can

removing his fingers from my aching s3x –

“So that’s the way it’s

you didn’t have to take it. My wolf

ballsy enough

– Hey, don’t slut

wrong with knowing what you want and going

you actually know what

you’re writhing around under him like a cat

offensive. She snipes. Besides,

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

do I.

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

has to cash them.

were some shrinking violet

in trouble long

I

my face, waiting for

is clear in his wolfish smirk, but he doesn’t show me any

trouble?” His strong hands are moving over

reverently, even as he

me,

I think I’ll go

instead. One who’s not

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

neck as if he’s having

when he returns his gaze to me, he

I’ll just have to make sure you

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