Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

“Dominic, please don’t.” She requests, batting her long lashes at me. However at the same time her

wolf growls at me in challenge, belying Ella’s sweet plea. “I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Oh I beg to differ.” I rumble, ma*saging the perky globes beneath my fingers. “Your job is to protect

yourself and our pup at all costs. The guards I a*signed to you were more than willing to give their lives

for you, and your death would only have made theirs in vain. That isn’t what anyone would have

wanted.”

“But-” She protests, wriggling in a way that sends blood straight to my cock.

“And that’s nothing to mention the way you disobeyed me today by getting off the plane before it was

safe, arguing with me about seeing the doctor, or the way you challenged me tonight.” I shake my

head. “In fact, the more I think about it, the more I realize I’ve been going easy on you for too long.

You’ve been pushing your limits with me more and more since your wolf woke, and I haven’t been

giving her what she needs, have I?” I inquire, still warming the fleshy canvas soon to suffer my itching

palm’s punishment.

Ella looks up at me with wide eyes, “I’m sorry, I promise I’ll be good!”

However her wolf has other thoughts about this. Speak for yourself, why should we follow his rules if

he’s not even going to enforce them.

Would you shut up! Ella tells her wolf, either not realizing or not caring that I can hear this too. You’re

only making things worse.

The saucy canine shrugs with disinterest, and I know my instincts were right. Her wolf needs this as

badly as my own. “Mmm, I think we might have to make this a nightly routine.” I suggest, mostly joking

because I want to see her reaction. “With such a naughty wolf at the helm, you’re going to need all the

correction I can provide.”

Ella’s jaw drops, but her thighs clench together, trying to ease the ache at their center. You wouldn’t

dare!

“Mm-hmm.” I observe, slipping up her night dress and slowly pulling down her panties. When I see the

pool of wetness soaking the cloth, I purr with satisfaction. “I can see how distasteful you find this idea.”

When her own scent reaches her nose, Ella presses her hands over her blushing face. “You shouldn’t

tease me! I don’t even know what’s happening to me.”

“It’s okay baby, because I do.” I promise, raising my hand to deliver the first of many swats. ‘This is the

way of wolves, it’s only natural that you crave it.”

Ella jerks and cries out when the first spank lands, but her arousal spikes with her adrenaline as if the

two are tethered. By the tenth spank she’s begging me for mercy, with the twentieth she’s lashing out

and calling me names, fighting like a hellcat. By the thirtieth she slumps over my legs, crying pitifully

even as the well of shared desire between us is all but overflowing.

When it’s over I slip my hand between her legs, my fingers sinking into her wetness. I can’t help but

bring my fingers to my lips and suck her sweet honey from the digits. “Such a delicious, mate.” My wolf

croons, hovering at the surface of my skin. Ella moans with embarra*sment but rocks her hips into my

hand as my fingers return to her center. It barely takes anything to make her come, she’s already so

turned on. “Good girl.” I praise her, continuing to stroke her tight sheath as she comes down from her

high. ‘Think you can take some more?”

Ella shudders and nods, and I slide my legs out from under her. I move behind her and pull her up onto

her knees. I free my hard member and drive myself to the hilt in my mate with a single thrust, making

her cry out with the sensation of being so deeply impaled at the same time as my hips collide with her

red bottom.

I take her fast and hard, eventually pulling her back up to my chest so that I strum her clit and sink my

fangs into my mark as we both cry out in ecstasy. I spill myself into her body, as she clenches and

clamps around me, tears streaming down her cheeks at the overwhelming sensations.

Afterwards, when her tiny body is tucked against mine and my hand rests on her pregnant belly, our

son rolls around in her womb, pressing his hands and feet against the wall of her uterus in ways that

make her gasp and murmur with something between surprise and discomfort. I suppose he was roused

by our activity, but when I reach through the bond all I sense from the pup is tranquility. He likes it when

his Mommy is so euphoric and content, and he likes feeling my touch.

I know Ella can feel it too, and as she regains the ability to speak, she turns her head over her

shoulder. She grins up at me, overflowing with love and triumph. “I knew I could get you to come to

bed.”

“Oh,” I beam in return. “Is that what this was? Did you pull one over on me, trouble?” I tease, tapping

her red bottom.

Ella hisses and pulls away, her cheeks flushing crimson. “Well, not the way I planned to.” She admits

sheepishly. “But it worked all the same.”

“Such a clever, sly little mate.” I praise her, knowing that while she may not have been expecting this

particular outcome, but appreciating that she’s right. If she hadn’t come to get me I would still be sitting

out in the living area watching that horrible footage. I need my rest to win this war, and my beloved Ella

found a way to make sure I got some sleep. My last thought before I fall asleep – is how lost I would be

without her, and how fucking grateful I am that I don’t ever have to be without her again.