Chapter 431 – Falling for the Alpha as a Surrogate Novel

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“f**k, Cora,” he breathes, and suddenly I’m surprised to feel myself lifted, twisting against him as he sits flat on his ass with my knees on either side of his h*ps, my stomach p**ssed almost against his face as he moves one hand to his clothing, hastily breaking the b**ton 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 wait any longer – ”

I breathe his name and bring 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 th**hs and then, slow, insistent, p**ss inside of me as I lower myself down onto him.

I m**n, hard, into Roger’s mouth as I feel him fill me – as I feel my inner walls stretch against him, squeezing him, wanting him. My eyes p**ss shut as my back curves unbidden, as my h*ps begin to pulse against him.

Roger’s own groan as he slowly seats himself fully in me has me shuddering with the pleasure of it, with how perfectly he fits me, with how – how deep he goes-

Roger begins to pulse with me now, each steady th**st of his h*ps sending his hard c**k deeper, p**ssing against that building intensity within me.

Roger goes slow, indulging, letting it build in me as the minutes pass. And then, when I know that I’m close, and I can feel him shaking beneath me, wanting his release as much as I want mine, I m**n, my whole body shuddering now as I concentrate everything on that point, on him my mate. I lean myself forward, tucking my head next to his, baring my throat to him.

“There, little mate,” he growls, wr*pping his fi**gers 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 before him. He p**sses a k**s there as our h*ps continue to work together, bringing me closer closer

And then he l**ks the spot bet**en my shoulder and neck, the place of his intent and I m**n, and shudder, my whole body starting to shake as I –

As I come so close, as I start to want it to badly I could scream –

“Ask me for it,” he murmurs, p**ssing his sharp teeth just to the edge of my flesh.

“Please,” I beg, hardly able to form the words – “give me your mark, Roger I want it -”

Another low growl as he th**sts, hard, up into me and then, a moment later, sinks his teeth into my skin. Everything, everything seems to explode within me – around me.

The air wh*ps around us suddenly and the earth – I swear it shifts and shakes in time with the sharp gasp and the steady m**ns that pulse from me.

It intensifies, the shaking below us, the wind around us, as I feel Roger’s body go rigid and clench as he finds his own end

And there’s pain too, mixing with it, sharpening the waves of bliss and satisfaction that run through me, a sharp and salty edge that intensifies the pleasure as my head falls back, as I feel the warm rush of Roger’s seed spreading inside of me –

As I feel his teeth lift from his bite, his mark-

And then the gentle p**ss of his t***ue against it, tenderly l**king the blood that swells there. He holds me then, tight, for a few long moments as the wind dies down around us, catching his own ragged breath as I continue to shake and shudder against him.

As he comes back to himself, Roger begins to murmur soft things to me, p**ssing me against him and slowly laying backwards, turning his body so that mine comes to rest against the blanket, his stomach and ch*st p**ssed tight to mine

And I honestly don’t know when I realize that I’m crying – sobbing, a little, with the intensity of it – with the joy, and the pleasure, and the completeness that I feel

“Cora,” he murmurs, his face close to mine, stroking my hair. “Are you are you all right?”

And I open my eyes, confused

And then laugh because – because his face is so worried “I’m fine, Roger,” I murmur, pulling him close and k**sing him about a dozen times – “it was just really intense – well, you were there – ”

“It was incredible,” he murmurs against my l*ps, but then he pulls away again. “Does it are you hurt?”

I bite my l*p a little, twisting to try to look at it but I can’t quite see he marked me high, closer to my neck. than my shoulder – “it does hurt,” I say, telling him the truth. “But – not in a bad way, if that makes sense.”

He murmurs something in affirmation, the rumbling pleasure in his ch*st letting me know he understands as he nuzzles his face against mine.

I let my body collapse a bit now, exhausted after everything – after all of it – and Roger lays himself half on top of me, his head tucked close to mine. I k**s his forehead, catching my breath, and then turn my face up to the sky, opening my eyes.

And then, utterly shocked, I gasp.

“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 bet**en us so that my body is p**ssed 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.”

“Well, yes, just a little one,” he replies, still laughing, giving me a tiny shrug. “I mean, I don’t think you levelled any cities – though, I mean, I can try harder next time – ”

It’s my turn to growl now, smacking him on the ch*st. “You don’t get to take credit for my gift, mate – ”

“I mean,” he growls, turning towards me and grabbing me by the waist, pulling me flush against him again, stomach to stomach, “I get some credit

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