Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 426 – Cora’s Promise

Cora

I smile up at my mate, but I shake my head a little bit, not…not knowing what to do next. “Do I…,” I say, laughing a little, “just say what you said?”

“You can,” he replies, shrugging one shoulder and smiling back at me. I can feel his happiness vibrating down our bond. “Or, you can say what you want. There are no wrong answers, Cora.”

“Okay,” I say softly, and then I take a moment to consider, sitting up straight and squaring my shoulders.

“I take you, Roger,” I say softly, gazing into his perfect face. “Even though…I never expected you. I take you because you challenge me, and you hold space for me, and because…” I hesitate now, trying to find words for it. But he waits, patient, listening.

“Because you make me feel like the world is a rich and wonderful place worth exploring. And I want to do that I want to see it all, experience it all, at your side. I love you, Roger,” I continue, my eyes starting to line with tears, “because you make me brave.” My voice starts to crack now with my emotion, and he falters a bit, leaning forward, taking my cheek in his palm. I laugh a little, leaning into it but I shake my head, because I’m not finished.

“So, I promise to love you through all of it – through our whole lives, and whatever comes. But with you? I have… just so much faith that it will all be good. I love you, Roger – I am yours, and you are mine, and I think – I think it’s been that way for a long time. It just took us a little longer to figure out.”

He laughs then, and nods to me, and I feel that same golden warmth again, doubled this time, as my own promise wraps around our bond and becomes true, real, solid.

I can feel it now, singing between us, our fated mating bond ringing with our very real acceptance of it. And now the only thing that’s left is the mark.

an eager circle in me, lifting her face to the sky with

have his body against me. Roger pulls me to him,

hands in his shirt, turning to pull him on top of me as I lay myself down on the blanket, chills running all through my body as my mouth opens fully to him, as his tongue dips in

hands are intent now, one pressing me close to him as his breath sharpens, the other sliding to the center of my dress at the back, finding the top of the zipper and dragging it slowly down. His mouth follows the direction of his hand, moving from my lips to my jaw, my neck, and then further down

kissing me again as his hand pushes the dress further. I lift my hips, allowing it to slide completely off, to rest in a heap at the edge

of his shirt. But he just growls and

skin of his chest, his hand drifting down the naked expanse of my back to take a firm grip on my ass. He groans then, his head turning away

running over my skin in a way that makes me shudder, hard – because I know

at the button at

clothing, hastily breaking the button and the zipper of his pants as he forces them down. Roger turns his face to look up at me as he kicks the pants off, shaking his head a little. ” Please,” he begs, desperate, “I can’t – I can’t

my mouth again to his as I let my body slide down against his, as I feel him position the hard mass of himself at the apex of my thighs and then, slow, insistent, press inside of me as I lower myself down

as I feel my inner walls stretch against him, squeezing

me shuddering with the pleasure of it,

hips sending his hard cock deeper, pressing against that building

me, wanting his release as much as I want mine, I moan, my whole body shuddering now as I concentrate everything on that point, on him my mate. I

his fingers in the hair at the base of my neck and pulling – not harshly, but no, not gentle so that my neck and shoulder stretch open

my shoulder and neck, the place of his intent and

close, as I start to want it to badly I could scream

his sharp teeth just

– “give me your mark, Roger I want it

a moment later, sinks his teeth into my skin. Everything, everything seems to explode within

around us suddenly and the earth – I swear it shifts and shakes in time with the sharp gasp and the steady moans that pulse from

below us, the wind around us, as I feel Roger’s body go