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

jaw and I can tell that he’s mad – but I

it, Cora,” Roger growls, glaring down at me.

up in his arms, the gesture not at

wanted is all of you – my whole life, I’ve

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

want – all I’ll ever want is this

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his mouth hard on mine, and my body reacts instantly, my back arching

pressing myself harder against him. My arms are around his neck, pulling him closer

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

in me screams to the universe. And god damn it, if

cracking above us, the rain pouring

him and ravages my mouth with his kisses me like the

us, which it very well might be. The water

us away. But Roger is adamant against it

I’ve been a fool to run from this. That we can face this storm,

ones comes next.

when Roger pulls away from me.

the cold rain. Thunder cracks again as he turns

Then he shakes his head at

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

motel. Barely above the sound of the storm, I hear him growling more

something about insane women who run naked into

should have known better, because he’s met

to find myself smiling, laughing a little

Roger is about to find out precisely how crazy I can really be.

open, blowing in the wind, but Roger

through the entrance, kicking the door

towards the bed. When we get there he

little angry and not

but I laugh again – laugh, a little recklessly,

this worn out motel bed. Laugh, because he’s so

mad at ourselves and I want to tear him to pieces,