Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 142 – Claimed

Ella

At first I think Sinclair is angry, but then his lips part in a lethal grin and a growling laugh vibrates in his

chest. He slides his hand over my cheek and around my nape, tangling his fingers in my wet hair. “Do

you know what it means, to top from the bottom, little wolf?” He inquires ominously, his thumb

ma*saging my neck in steady circles.

“No.” I reply, shifting nervously from foot to foot. His demeanor is so predatory, so foreboding, and I

know I’ve miscalculated in my attempt to hurry him up.

“It’s when you try to get your own way by provoking or manipulating me, using reverse psychology.” He

explains darkly, “It’s an attempt to take control from your Alpha, your mate, without them realizing

you’re doing it.” Sinclair prowls forward, and I instinctively retreat, moving backwards until my back

collides with the tile wall. My heart hammers in my chest, and Sinclair rumbles with satisfaction as he

watches me try to cope with his dominance. “I was willing to let you get away with making me come too

soon because I know how hard it’s been on your generous heart to always be on the receiving end in

the bedroom, but your mischievous wolf needs to know she can’t trick me into doing things her way.”

“And h-how are you going to teach her?” I ask nervously, a shiver racing down my spine when his

green eyes flash with some unnamed emotion.

“Well, I was planning on taking things slowly but making it as fun for you as possible.” Sinclair shares,

sliding his knee between my thighs. “Now I think I might just drag it out, make you work for your

pleasure. What do you think about that?”

I”m tempted to roll over and simply accept my defeat, but my traitorous wolf rankles at his suggestion, I

can feel her rising up inside of me, and I revel over how different it is to exist in this body now that I’m

sharing it with a full-fledged wolf. In the past my inner voice has been a comfort or friend, and more

recently a conundrum, now I feel like she’s at the wheel and I’m merely along for the ride. “I think that’s

a terrible idea.” I hear myself reply, my voice decidedly sullen. “I shouldn’t have to wait at all when I’ve

already been without your mark for so long.”

Sinclair chuckles, reaching behind his body to shut off the shower tap. He sweeps my feet off the

ground, carrying me out of the shower and not bothering to dry me off before unceremoniously tossing

me into my nest. I hiss and bare my fangs at him for the offense, but all this does is cause Sinclair to

roll me over and pepper my bottom with swift spanks, holding me in place with a hand on the small of

my back. I howl and protest, but he doesn’t listen.

Despite myself, I can feel heat pooling between my legs, and there’s something so satisfying about

feeling Sinclair take me in hand this way. I blame my wolf – the ridiculous creature loves his dominance

in a way I don’t quite understand, but she and I are one now. I find my hand trying to sneak down

between my legs as he punishes me, a jolt of utter rapture pulsing through me when my fingers

connect with my clit.

Realizing what I’m doing, Sinclair flips me onto my back. “I thought I told you that your pleasure

belongs to me, mate.” He rumbles, seizing my hand and sliding my fingers into his mouth, licking the

wetness from my skin. “I see I’m going to have to take things up a notch.”

Sinclair pins my hands on either side of my head, “Tell me now, baby. Will you be okay if I restrain

you?”

Unlike before, his phrasing doesn’t trigger my past. Instead it sends my foolish wolf into a fresh fit of

rebellion. “I’d like to see you try.” I challenge, wriggling against his hold.

Before I know it, my wrists and ankles are cinched to the four corners of the bed, and I’m spread-eagle

on the mattress, immobile and completely vulnerable. For a second I start to panic, but the moment

Sinclair hears my heart rate increase, he rests his palm on my belly and leans over me so I can see his

face. “You’re okay, trouble. I’m right here. I’ve got you.”

My wolf settles, knowing she’s safe in her mate’s hands, and I submit myself to Sinclair’s retribution.

“So lovely.” He observes, petting my swollen S**. “So slick and sensitive.” His thumb works tight circles

on my clit as he leans down to tease my nipple with his tongue, and I lift my hips to meet his touch,

biting back my needy moan. I’m already so turned on from the shower and his spanking, so it doesn’t

take long before I’m teetering on the edge of an orgasm. Unfortunately Sinclair is so tuned in to my

body’s cues that he senses my imminent peak, and pulls back at the last moment.

I cry out in frustration when his stimulation disappears, whining into the air and glaring at my mate. I

know he’s planning on doing the same thing over and over again, but this knowledge only makes me

more defiant. Sinclair lowers his lips to mine, stealing a kiss as he croons, “Such a fierce little wolf.” I

nip his lower lip, hard enough to draw blood, and he swats my neglected cleft, obviously not the least

bit concerned with the crimson liquid pooling at the corner of his mouth.

Over the next hour, he manages to repeat the same tortuous pattern over and over again. Using his

hands and mouth he brings me to the very edge of ecstasy before pulling back at the last second,

leaving me disappointed and desperate. I arch into his touch wherever it’s offered, eventually begging

him for the release he withholds. Still he doesn’t give in, continuing his relentless pleasure campaign

until I have no more defiance to wield against him.

Only when my eyes are full of tears and my vicious snarls have turned to whimpering moans does he

untie my hands and feet from the bed. He rolls onto his back and encourages me to sit astride him.

Finally free to climb atop him and seek my own pleasure, I balk at Sinclair’s ma*sive size. I’m not sure

if I can take him all, but Sinclair sits up, cupping my face in his hands and stealing breathless kisses

from my lips. “You’re in control, baby. Just this first time.” He intimates gruffly. “But I only have so much

control. If you don’t act soon, I’m going to take you whether you’re ready or not.”