Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Accidental Surrogate for Alpha by Caroline Above Story Chapter 113

Chapter 113 – Not Even In Our Dreams

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When I wake, it’s to the feeling of Ella’s round bottom undulating against my hard cock. Her back is flush to my chest, her naked body perfectly cushioned by my much larger form on one side, and the boundary of her nest on the other. I have no doubt I was already swollen with arousal when she roused, as sleeping beside her every night is an ever-increasing challenge, especially now that our relationship has become overtly romantic. I fell asleep with her honeyed nectar still lingering on my tongue, after yet another session of pleasuring Ella unconscious to try and pacify her wolf.

I open my eyes, tightening my arms on the sweet bundle and trying to silence the excited growls of my wolf. Such a needy little mate. He’s crooning. My Ella. Mine, mine, mine. It hasn’t escaped his notice that my mouth is mere inches away from her lovely neck. So close, it would be so easy, so simply. Just one little bite.

I rumble in sympathy, pressing my lips to that special juncture where her shoulder curves up into the graceful column of her throat, but forcing myself to go no further. This is my consolation prize. I can kiss her claiming spot all I want, I can even give it the occasional nibble… maybe a frequent nibble… or a little nip… just a tiny baby bite… NO! I quickly break myself out of the reverie, cursing Ella’s delicious scent.

This is torture. My wolf complains. I can’t believe the Goddess would send us a mate then refuse us the ability to claim her. It’s sadistic – criminal even!

Ella, for her part, isn’t making the situation any easier. The naughty creature is still rubbing her bottom suggestively against me, but she’s also pretending to be asleep. She’s taking determinedly even breaths, much too intentional and heavy to compare to the gentle sighs of her usual dozing. I’ve spent much more time than I’d like to admit watching this little wolf sleep, and I know an act when I see it. The nerve, I think in complete amusement. As if all her rocking and wriggling is just tossing and turning, and not a calculated a*sault.

“I know you’re awake, trouble.” I purr in her ear, quickly rewarded with a small giggle.

roll Ella onto her back, both relieved and disappointed to lose the stimulation of her lush behind. I duck my head and claim her lips, dragging my palm down to her swollen breast as I steal the breath from her lungs. Ella moans and arches into my hand, and I drag my thumb over her beaded nipple. We carry on this way for a while, saying good morning with our bodies instead of

fall headfirst into the bottomless pools of her golden eyes. “Well, imp? What do you

at me, the very picture of innocence. “I woke

first and found Ella aroused, there are about a dozen different and completely debauched ways I would have chosen to wake her. The possibilities are already

– not try to seduce me.” I grin,

“It isn’t fair.” She complains, “you get to touch

lose control.” I remind her for the tenth time, already anticipating her usual rebuttal of: but you’re always in control. “All bets are off

“I was thinking.” She begins hesitantly, her slender fingers toying with the dark

I prompt, tracing my

hopefully. “Then we

do you imagine that I’m not getting fun out of this? That I don’t enjoy

making her see stars as often and frequently as I can, but I don’t

wants to receive it, but I wasn’t joking about my struggles with control. “I’m sorry, baby.” I profess honestly, pressing a

me

never want to lose the ability to shock her this way. For the time being I decide that dirty talk is only going to make abstaining more difficult. “The

in our dreams?” Ella

If I can actually feel you in my arms, while I’m making love to you in

her gaze in disappointment. “Okay, I suppose that makes

hoping to offer her some comfort. “And towards the end you probably won’t want me anywhere near you. You’ll be so uncomfortable and ready to get this baby out of you, that you’ll probably want to rip my head off just for