Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 427 – A Mating Gift

“What?” Roger asks, going suddenly rigid and raising his head, his alpha instincts probably anticipating an attack of some kind “No,” I say, gaping up at the sky. ” Roger, look -”

And he turns to follow my gaze, his own mouth falling open as he sees. What looks like a thousand shooting stars cross the sky in a blink, one after the other, chasing each other across the blackness above the sea.

“Oh my god,” he murmurs, his head falling back as he stares upwards. Instinctually, I close the slight distance between us so that my body is pressed seamlessly against his, and I take his hand, and we both stare.

His body, like mine, is still thrumming with the joy of it – of the promises, the s3x, the marking, all of it – but this – the awe we both feel We’re both silent for a long time as we stare up at the sky, marveling.

“Cora,” Roger says after a long moment, turning his head to me a little but unable to tear his eyes away from the meteors that flash across the sky. ” Did you…do this?”

“What?” I ask, shocked.

“I mean,” he says slowly, “I’m pretty sure that you did the wind, and the earthquake –

“The what?” I gasp.

He turns to me for real now, a wide smile breaking out on his face as his eyes meet mine. “I mean, I know I’m good Cora, but you had to have noticed-

“An earthquake?”

“The ground shook, Cora! What did you think it was?”

“I thought it was just a – a little shake! Not an earthquake.”

giving me a tiny shrug. “I mean, I don’t

him on the chest. “You don’t get to take credit for my

grabbing me by the waist, pulling me flush

rippling through me as he kisses me back. But then he pulls away a bit, staring into my eyes for a

long tails of golden light. They’re slower now, more patient, less a frantic rush of stars. Now they seem to take their time, wanting to put on a show. “I mean…that,” I

Nobody’d better piss you off, Cora,” he says, considering. “Or we’ll get an

playful shove. “So,

and nudging his nose against mine. “Oh, I intend to piss you off every day,”

snap my teeth at him then, making him laugh, inviting it. Because honestly, he

a very fine line of teasing, bringing me right to the edge of my limits but never pushing too far. And me?

he’s right. It makes us great in

head away so he can study his handywork on my neck. “What’s it look like? Did you do good,

Cora. You’ll like it. And

grinning. “Jealous,”

dipping his head now to press a kiss to my collar bone. “I want everyone to know you’re mine. Can you just start wearing a t-shirt

over really well with the humans we’re trying to convince that we truly believe human and wolf kind are equals – for the only human

wording,” he says, sitting up a little and grinning down at me. “I can get

wear a matching one,” I reply, “pink, ‘ Property of Cora,’ emblazoned

as he brings his face again close to mine. “I already have to beat the women off with a stick –

hand, “you shut up!

harder now. “Seriously, every five minutes! Sorry, I’m a mated man sincere apologies, I know, it is

even as I laugh, grabbing him tight and pulling him against me, letting my nails sink a bit into his skin. “You’re a liar,” I murmur, bringing my lips to his, “but if you push it, I really will make you wear the shirt. Because you’re mine, Roger Sinclair. And I’m

he kisses me, a long and sweeping kiss.

a deep breath, relaxing,

along my second bond and burst into a smile. Roger laughs again, glancing down towards my belly, and I know that

“Baby’s up,” I murmur.

earthquake,” he replies, “hard

my own little feeling along the bond to the baby. Happy? Happy! Comes the response, making us both

means that he’ll be a happy kid,” Roger murmurs, smiling with a deep content that I also feel, “or if he just…doesn’t have a very wide emotional