Surrogate For Alpha Dom

I cry out as I’m pulled backwards – surprised more than hurt and suddenly I’m pressed against

him in the pouring rain. Roger holds me tight, one hand around my upper arm, the other wrapped

firmly around me, pressing my body to his

And the feel of him, of his skin hot against my own – my towel is gone, I have no idea where — I

cry harder at the feel of him and rest my forehead against his chest, because I know I can’t have it

– I can’t-

“Cora!” Roger shouts, above the wind and the rain. “What – Cora! What the hell are you doing?!”

“I can’t!” I sob. “I can’t do this, Roger! I can’t be with you like this, not if you’ll….you’ll never love

me! I can’t have you in half measures!” I look up at him then, into his face, realizing the truth of it

in that moment. “I can’t do this if you can’t take me for who I am! Human! Broken! Complicated,

difficult! Confused, and jealous, and mad pretty much all the time! If you can’t take me like that,” I

shout, begging now, “then let me go, Roger! Because I can’t –”

I glance back in the direction of the hotel, my sobbing breaths tearing at my lungs, “I can’t have

half of you. I can’t have – just…. lust. It will kill me! It will break my heart, and I’ll never survive it!”

With the last words I pound my free hand against his chest, my palm slapping wet against his

skin.

Roger stares down at me as I confess everything to him- my whole heart – listening to every

word. And then, when I’m done, when the words stop pouring from my mouth and all that’s left is

my panting breath, he tightens his arms around me, giving me an angry little shake. He clenches

can tell that he’s mad – but I have

growls, glaring down

up in his arms, the gesture not at all sweet or

ever wanted is all of you – my

1. it. And I was an idiot” he continues, his voice breaking, “I hesitated, and I’ll regret it until the day I

I want – all I’ll ever want is this –”

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his mouth hard on mine, and my body reacts

against him. My arms are

to him as every piece of me – every molecule – gives in.

mine. Mine, something in me screams to the universe. And god damn it, if I can

universe responds, lightening cracking above us, the rain pouring around us as Roger

with his kisses me like the world

might be.

away. But Roger is adamant against it and something fierce within

to run

comes

his face when Roger pulls away from me. “Come on,”

cold rain. Thunder cracks again as he turns back towards the safety

inside. Now.” Then he shakes his head at me, frustrated, and mutters “you

insult, tucking my head against his shoulder and breathing hard as

the sound of the storm,

words with every step, something about insane women who run naked into storms

he should have known better, because he’s met my sister, and madness

to find myself smiling, laughing a little

out precisely how crazy I can really

room is hanging open, blowing in

he strides through the

it as he moves steadily towards the

mattress, a little angry

I laugh again – laugh, a little recklessly, as

of this worn out motel bed. Laugh, because he’s so fucking mad at me, and me

mad at ourselves and I want to tear him to pieces, and I know he wants to do the