Accidental Surrogate for Alpha novel Chapter 253

James

At first James thought he misheard her.

Then he thought he misunderstood.

But there could be no doubt now – not the way Isabel was looking at him, with big eyes full of hope, anticipation, and just a little fear. Hearing the guarded she-wolf profess her love sent his heart soaring, until it was pounding violently against his ribcage as it accelerated to a gallop. Isabel’s skin was flushed bright pink, and she couldn’t truly look him in the eye. Her gaze kept flitting up and down, almost as if she thought James might reject her. It was adorable and infuriating all at once. Didn’t she realize how crazy he was about her?

At the same time, he didn’t want to push her past her limits. It was one thing to think she was ready, and another to truly take such a momentous step. James tangled one large hand in Isabel’s hair, tugging her face up to his, “Did you think I would refuse you, sweetheart?” He inquired, stroking her sharp jaw with the pad of his thumb. “Surely you realize how hopelessly I’m in love with you, Isabel.”

She shrugged, sniffling harder now. “I don’t know.”

“Oh my sweet mate.” He breathed, cuddling her to his chest. “I have lost my damn mind for loving you, and it means the world to me that you feel the same way. I’ve just been trying to be patient.”

“I don’t want you to be patient anymore.” Isabel grumbled, all wolf as her eyes flashed neon blue. James flashed his fangs and growled quietly, until the animal ferocity faded from Isabel’s countenance, “I think I need to be pushed.” She added with a small pout. “My wolf has been begging me to give into you for weeks, and I’ve been resisting her. I appreciate you trying to give me time, but I can’t bring myself to do it on my own. I...I need help taking this final step.” Isabel admitted, her knees feeling like absolute jelly.

James captured her lips with his own, knowing exactly what she meant. Loving Isabel had been an exercise in endurance, self-discipline and absolute masochism. “I appreciate that, baby.” He purred, kissing her cheek. “And I’m so proud of you for acknowledging it and asking for help, but there’s no rush.” He told her, mostly just to see how she would react. “It’s enough to know how you feel, and that you’re ready to take that step. We can start with getting more intimate and see how you feel.”

Isabel didn’t disappoint the soldier’s wolf, shooting him a fierce scowl and digging her little feet into the ground. “I don’t just mean that I want you to rut me, James.” Isabel corrected him in a sultry tone, peeking up at him from beneath her lashes and watching as her words sunk in. “I mean I want you to truly claim me.” She clarified, swiping her little pink tongue over the seam of her lips. Her words were getting softer and more suggestive by the second, and it was all James could do to keep his wolf in control. “I need you to fill me with your big, hard cock, and rut me until I’m ruined for any other wolf. I need you to sink your sharp fangs into my –

“Enough!” James’ blood was well past the boiling point now, and though he wanted nothing more than to cart her off to bed this instant, he couldn’t resist kissing her again either. He growled, dragging her mouth to his and Isabel immediately opened for his tongue, her slight body shifting restlessly against his. They indulged each other for a few long, breathless minutes, before James finally regained control of his senses. “There’s something I have to tell you, before we go any further.” He ground out, looking irate with his own better judgment.

Isabel winced, fighting back a shiver of dread. She’d been worried about this… about what would happen to her relationship with James once the war truly got underway. She’d also seen the way all the Alpha’s were muttering and talking today, making plans and whispering strategies. And now with James looking down at her, his brow furrowed with regret… it wasn’t hard to guess what he was about to say.

“You’re going with Dominic into battle, aren’t you?” She stated, her mouth suddenly feeling very try.

“He’s asked me to be his second in command while he sends Roger off on some other mission.” James confirmed, trying to read Isabel’s shuttered features. “The refugees won’t need me to ferry them away every day, because we’ll be between them and the threat.” He sighed heavily. “It will be a relief.”

Isabel nodded, her eyes burning. “He’d be a fool to go without you.”

Isabel jolted the first time she felt the combination of suction and tongue flicking on her turgid nubs, and he didn’t let up. James worked her over until her hips were rocking blindly, desperate for any kind of friction and finding none. James kept her hips braced in his hands, holding them away from his body so that she can’t find pleasure without him.

She threw her head back, clasping her arms over her head and holding her mouth against her skin. “More.” She begs, “I need more.”

“Where, Isabel?” James asked, detaching his mouth from her breasts and pulling her head down to his. He kissed her urgently, more aggressive than she could ever remember him being, so overwrought with need that his control was slipping away little by little. Their tongues danced as he drew countless kisses from her lips, her small body still undulating above him. Rather than answer his question directly Isabel pulled one of his hands between her legs, pressing his fingers against her sodden core and gasping, “Here.”

It was getting harder by the minute to keep up this game, but James was determined to try. Isabel’s hips jerked violently when he began petting her neglected sex, using her palm to apply pressure to her clit while delving his fingertips around her entrance.

She felt so small against his hand, and Jame’s cock hardened further just thinking about how it would feel to be inside her. Isabel gasped and cried out, grinding into his hand with beautiful abandon as she chased her pleasure. Isabel’s eyes went astonishingly wide when she finally crested the wave of her orgasm, her mouth falling open in wonder as the feelings washed over her. James watched every moment, drinking in the sight of his mate coming to pieces.

Isabel’s entire body was trembling and quaking, lost in ecstasy, drowning in a sea of pleasure. she could hear myself crying out, as well as James anchoring her through the storm. His fingers were still moving, petting her with slow, gentle strokes meant to bring her back down to earth. But she didn’t want to come down – not yet.