Ella

No, I just got out! My wolf rails defiantly. I want to run more! Let me go!

The kisses cease, and now Sinclair’s fangs close around my scruff, applying pressure. I immediately realize what he’s doing. If he applies enough pressure – especially if he lifts me off the ground-Ill be completely immobilized. I said shift!

I don’t want to! You can be a wolf whenever you want – but this is my only chance. I protest fiercely, snarling as ferociously as I can. Let me go you big bully.

I can tell the games are over now. Sinclair pulls me up, and suddenly I’m hanging from his jaws, my feet kicking helplessly. Yield Ella! I feel his authoritative growl deep in my bones, and even though I didn’t agree to surrender, my rebelling limbs suddenly still. I go limp, and when Sinclair returns me to the ground I roll onto my back, showing him my belly.

Good girl. Sinclair’s huge black wolf gazes down at me, his emerald eyes blazing with unbridled emotion.

My wolf whimpers in my head. Why does his praise make me feel so incredible?

Because you’re mine. His gravelly voice answers, and I realize that I’ve spoken aloud again. Mine, mine, mine.Before I can think more about his statement, Sinclair is groaning in my head, just look at you, he croons. Al rose gold and sass. I know he’s talking about my fur now, which is the same metallic sheen as my strawberry blonde hair.

And your little white tummy. He adds, nuzzling the patch of white fluff above my navel. Mmm, my pup. My Ella. He sounds like a caveman, but his next words prove his mind is as sharp as ever.

Shift mate, it’s time to finish this.

Finish this? I practically squeak.

Oh yes, Sinclair confirms darkly, his words are so animalistic that I tremble in response. I’m going to mark and claim you before you can get away again. You’re mine, and the whole world is going to know it.

All at once, I realize that the Sinclair I know is not in control. This is his wolf talking now, and suddenly I realize why he warned me not to run from him on the night of the Wild Hunt. The rational part of my brain understood. at least I thought it did… but it’s one thing to imagine it, and a very different matter to experience it.

The last time I met his wolf, I hadn’t been able to hear Sinclair’s thoughts. I hadn’t understood how different the two beings were – though it makes perfect sense that his most primal self would come out when his inner animal is in charge. Still, I can hardly recognize the Sinclair I’ve come to know and love in the beast towering over me. Then again, I hardly recognize myself right now. This is all so surreal.

He wants to claim us. My own wolf swoons, yes, yes, yes!

Listen to her, mate. Sinclair orders, she knows what you need.

we have a problem. Dominic, I

a moment, before nodding once in understanding and determination.

mean, a

returning to its human form. I feel a sudden and devastating loss to be back in this skin, but the

to think that we’re finally going to be together the way I’ve been dreaming about

been waiting for this? Sinclair asks

Yes, but that’s done now. We don’t

is full of sultry promise. Thank

My night dress must have shredded when I shifted, and though I’ve been naked with this man dozens of

to be spread out in front of him like a feast to be devoured. I’ve never known a man who could light me on fire with a single look, but Sinclair

allow myself to peruse his own form

hard length standing at attention against his navel. I can feel my eyes widen in alarm – I’ve always known

that thing will fit inside

briefly consider fleeing, but Sinclair shakes his head, still laughing. “Oh no you dont, you

him

yet.” He responds ominously. “You’re just lucky I’m not putting

know you wanted to chase me.”I quip saucily, keenly aware of the

power over him, that his huge member is hard and pulsing just for me. Feęling devious, I shift on the bed, stretching out my legs and arching my back a bit, showing off my charms. For the first time in a and from very

of his mouth quirking up. “Don’t you know that isn’t necessary? I

– you’re taking forever.” I trail my fingers down the valley between my breasts, drawing

it serves me right for challenging his wolf, but I’m not complaining. He settles in the bed with

butterflies that have nothing to do with the baby

are frayed by the surge of

shushes me with stern affection, kissing his way down my body. He pauses to lave the soft spot behind my ear, and then to suck each

or if it’s just Sinclair, but I swear I could come from this stimulation alone. His talented tongue flicks over the hard nubs, sending pulses of desire straight to my core. I wonder if Sinclair is still

though he still doesn’t show me mercy. Instead he nibbles the inside of my thighs, moving closer and closer to my center and drawing away at the last moment. Seeming to know exactly how badly I need his touch, his own mischievous streak takes over. “Every time I’ve scented your desire, I’ve dreamed of this.” He informs me, “of tasting the source. I kept telling myself you couldn’t possibly

beg,

want to reach down and smack him, but before I can he sucks my needy clit into his mouth, and I

who has never reached 0rgasm with a partner

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