His presence was exasperating her. It lacked the intimacy of her fiancé’s touch. She need him to cease massaging her before she emitted a sigh. She was experiencing elevated temperature. How could he induce such feelings in her?
“Why am I the one?” Talia cautiously lifted her gaze to meet his. Observing the intensity in his gaze and perceiving his longing, she inhaled sharply. .His eyes were imbued with desire for her.
Upon witnessing her exquisite response to his touch, Jason traced a finger along her lips. He required this young female to serve as his surrogate regardless of the circumstances. Eliminating her family was no longer a viable option for him.
Her small abdomen was destined to bear his offspring. Disregarding her inquiry, she extricated herself from his grasp, endeavouring to escape the room. However, prior to her opening the door, Jason forcefully pushed her against it, positioning her to confront him.
“Because…” he hesitated, pressing his body entirely into hers. He gradually inclined his head towards her face, nearing her lips. What were his intentions? Talia was astonished by his conduct. “We have selected you.” “You belong to us now,” Lamba and Jason stated in unison. Talia became immobilised as she sensed his lips softly grazing hers. She clutched her skirt anxiously, shutting her eyes.
“Is that justification sufficient?” He whispered before intensifying the kiss. He desired to kiss her delicate lips, yet he feared it could frighten her. He endeavoured to be polite, although it became challenging due to her captivating fragrance that remained enigmatic to him. Talia opened her eyes and placed her palm on his chest, gently pushing him away to terminate the kiss.
I presumed you desired me to serve as your surrogate. “What was the reason for the kiss?” she faltered, feeling uncomfortable. She had been kissed by a man who allegedly desired her just for the offspring she could bear. The kiss, conversely, was incomprehensible to her. Jason grimaced at recalling the surrogacy, a detail he had temporarily overlooked.
The physician aimed to introduce his gametes into her. This suggested that the doctor would have access to her private areas. He would be engaging in intimate physical contact with her. Talia sensed his grip on her intensifying, like if he were furious.
“Please…” she gasped in agony. He recognised that Lamba had dominated his thoughts at the mere notion of other men engaging with her. She feared him. He released her body and positioned his hands on her cheeks.
“You are my surrogate, and I will establish the regulations,” he snarled. Talia inhaled sharply in terror at his remarks. What was his precise meaning? His lips pressed against hers once again.
She surrendered and relinquished control of her body, allowing herself to relax in his embrace. She trembled slightly as one hand descended her waist to her hand, from which he forcibly removed her ring, discarding it without severing the kiss.
She would indeed become his surrogate.
The sole sound that reverberated in the room was the ping of her ring ricocheting across the floor, succeeded by a subdued whimper as she started to lose composure. What were his genuine desires regarding her? This was erroneous. It was unequivocal that she must unequivocally distance herself from him. She ought to implore him to cease, however she was unable to voice her dissent. The menacing vibe emanating from him enveloped her.
A loud bang on the door compelled Jason to awaken, prompting him to exclaim, “Talia.” His surprised green irises encounter fearful brown ones.
“Damn!” Jason recoiled swiftly as though he were being scorched. He turned his face to the side as Lamba persisted in attempting to dominate him.
“You are an insufferable scoundrel!” Do not even contemplate attempting to seize control again! Jason cautioned his wolf. He was astonished that he had kissed a woman. How could he have relinquished control and permitted this occurrence? The prostitutes were unable to arouse him; rather, their odour induced nausea. He always maintained a distance from women, but that had been an unequivocal kiss! He did not experience revulsion as his lips made contact with hers.
“Grr… this is not my responsibility.” We both recognise our s****l frustration. “At least I did not engage with her,” Lamba retorted to Jason, expressing his irritation at being interrupted before he could proceed with his next action.
“We will never engage in s****l intercourse with her!” Jason shouted at him. “She is merely our surrogate,” Jason added, rubbing his hand over his face in an effort to restore full composure, however Talia’s fragrance lingered on his hand and lips. What was this individual contemplating when he devised this surrogacy plan? Matters would have escalated excessively had the knock not stimulated his intellect rather than his libido.
Lamba’s primal behaviour had grown worrying for Talia. The young female was audible, trembling behind him. Talia was affixed to the door, gazing at him, utterly bewildered by his unpredictable conduct. He appeared as though he was on the verge of vomiting. He abhorred his deeds. Lamba instilled feelings of embarrassment and irritation within him.
“Do not hold that against me.” She captivated us,” Lamba disregarded Jason, aware that he could not penetrate her defences now. If he attempted to pass, Jason would obstruct him. He maintained absolute control of his wolf at all times. This was the inaugural instance of his loss of control.
“What?” Jason was bewildered. They had been enticed by this diminutive female? How was that feasible?
“If you doubt my assertion, observe her,” Lamba remarked. Talia’s large, worried, chocolate-colored eyes attracted Jason’s notice. Her garments were dishevelled due to his grasping and fondling of her waist. Her hair once more flowed over her delicate face, obscuring it while unveiling a new and more exquisite facet of her beauty. Jason’s attention was captivated by her erect nipples.
