Breed Me. Daddy Alpha novel Chapter 25

Desire In The Dark

I pushed past the door and stepped into the hallway.

The party was still going. Loud. Drunken. Horny.

I could barely see through the haze of lights and sweat and bodies moving. Music pounded through the walls. Someone screamed from upstairs.

I didn’t stop.

I didn’t look back.

I walked fast, clutching the hem of my dress like it could hold me together. My panties were ruined. Clinging

to me like glue. I could feel the mess I’d made of myself every time I moved. Wet. Hot. Raw.

A hand reached out.

Tried to grab my waist.

“Hey baby, where you goin-”

“Don’t you f*****g touch me,” I snapped.

The guy jerked his hand back like I’d burned him.

Good.

Because I was f*****g burning.

I shoved past him, past a couple grinding against the wall, past two girls licking something off each other’s chests, past a guy on his knees while someone sat on his face.

Every image slammed into me like a fist to the gut.

My heart was pounding. My throat was tight. My eyes were stinging. I didn’t even know if I was about to cry or scream or come again just from the pressure building inside me.

I needed out.

I needed f*****g air.

I shoved the front door open and stumbled outside.

The second the cold air hit my face, I swear my heart cracked right down the middle.

I didn’t even wait to catch my breath. I just ran. Barefoot. Wet. f*****g shaking. I didn’t care who saw me. I

didn’t care what I looked like. I didn’t care if mascara was dripping down my cheeks like a horror movie. I just

needed out.

Away from her.

Away from them.

Away from all the moaning and slapping and the sound of Tasha’s f*****g laugh.

God.

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That laugh.

It kept echoing in my head like some broken record, stuck on the moment she looked at me like I was s*x

depraved.

I kept walking. Stumbling. Tripping on the grass as the first drop of rain landed on my shoulder.

Then another.

Then more.

Of course it had to rain. Like some dramatic music video s**t. Like the universe knew I needed something to

match the disaster happening in my chest.

I didn’t even try to run from it. I just kept going until I saw the tree.

I dropped to my knees right there. My dress stuck to my skin like a second layer of embarrassment. My hair clung to my cheeks. My hands were shaking and I didn’t even try to wipe the tears off my face because I couldn’t tell if they were tears or rain or f*****g both.

I was shaking.

Not from cold.

Not even from shame anymore.

I was shaking because my cunt was still wet. Still aching. Still clenching like it didn’t care about any of the heartbreak in my head.

Like it didn’t care that I was humiliated and furious and broken. It just wanted. It f*****g wanted. And I didn’t

know how to make it stop.

God what is wrong with me.

Why the f**k am I like this.

Why didn’t I leave sooner. Why didn’t I grab her arm and drag her out of that room like a real friend.

Why didn’t I slap her or scream or cry or do something that would’ve made her stop and look at me and remember that I’m not just some f*****g extra in the background of her s*x scene.

I dug my nails into the bark behind me, pressing my back to the tree, trying to breathe, trying to think, trying not to sob loud enough for the whole party to hear me.

She was right.

That was the worst part.

She was f*****g right.

I was mad because it wasn’t me.

I was mad because no one touched me like that. No one ever looked at me like I was something worth f*****g. Worth ruining. Worth breaking. I was just the quiet one,

The virgin. The weirdo who still hadn’t even kissed anyone properly. The girl who sat in the corner pretending to scroll through her phone because no guy ever picked her.

And now look at me.

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Sitting in the rain with sosked panties and trambling thighs and a dit en seen it hurt

All because I watched my best friend get used the a tray and liked it.

What the actual f**k

My head dropped back against the tree and I let out this sound Not a cry Not a scream. Just this patheti little moan of frustration Like my whole body was tired of holding it in

I wanted to touch myself so bad it felt like my fingers were going to more on their own. My hand twitched y thighs squeezed together like they were trying to start a firs I felt so gross. So desperate so pesky hortly

And I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Damon

God

I whimpered out loud just thinking of him.

My thighs trembled and I pressed them together tighter, rocking just once, just enough to feel the pressure on

my clit through the wet fabric. I didn’t even mean to. It just happened

And it felt so f*****g good.

I curled forward.

Buried my face in my knees.

My breath was loud. My body was hot. My fingers twitched again.

I knew I shouldn’t. I knew someone could come outside any second. I knew I was sitting in someone’s

backyard under a tree like some unhinged nympho freak. But none of it mattered.

Because I needed release.

I needed to stop feeling like I was going to explode.

I needed to feel something other than this ache between my legs.

I slid my hand down.

My breath hitched.

I brushed my clit through the soaked panties and my whole body jerked.

Oh f**k.

Oh f**k f**k f**k.

I bit my lip so hard I thought I’d bleed.

I pressed harder Circling. Teasing. Drenched.

I rubbed faster.

Slick soaking my fingers. Rain soaking my thighs. Shame soaking every inch of my soul.

And still I kept going.

Because I needed this.

Because I deserved it.

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Because if I wasn’t brave enough to beg for c**k like Tasha, I could at least come in the dirt and pretend someone f****d me stupid.

Then I came.

I was still trying to recover from the orgasm I just had when my phone rang.

My heart jumped.

My breath caught.

I was still shaking. My panties were soaked. My fingers were still twitching from how hard I came. My legs were trembling and I hadn’t even fixed my dress when I heard my phone ring.

I looked down at the screen.

My chest stopped moving.

Damon.

f**k.

f**k yes.

Thank you.

Thank you, universe. Thank you, rain. Thank you, God, or fate, or whoever the f**k was in charge of cosmic timing tonight because I definitely didn’t have call card to call him. I didn’t even think the call had gone

through.

Signal here was so bad I barely got one bar when I held the phone up and whispered desperate little prayers

into the sky.

But there he was.

His name glowing like a dirty secret I hadn’t earned yet.

My thumb slid over the screen.

“Hello…” I barely breathed the word, my voice shaking from more than just the cold. I was still flushed. Still wrecked. Still full of leftover pleasure and something darker I didn’t have a name for.

I didn’t even get the second word out.

His voice snapped across the line, hard and loud and furious.

“Where the f**k are you girls, Lyra!”

I jumped. I physically flinched. My whole body jolted like he’d yanked me by the hair through the phone.

His voice was loud. Furious. Sharp and cutting and so deep it went straight between my legs.

“Can’t you see it’s pouring heavily?” he yelled again. “You girls have been out for hours. Hours! Where are you! Tell me the location. I’m coming to get both of you now.”

My lips parted. My brain scrambled.

I couldn’t even breathe.

“Wait… I…”

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“Shut up,” he snapped, voice so cold and commanding it made my knees buckle even though I was already sitting. “Or do you want me to shut you up when I get there.”

And just like that, my p***y clenched again.

My breath stuttered.

My chest locked up.

f**k yes, Daddy.

The thought slammed into my brain so hard I almost said it out loud.

What the hell is wrong with me.

What the actual f**k is wrong with me.

Why did that make me wetter.

Why did my clit throb the second he said that.

Why did my whole body react like I was wired to him.

I squeezed my thighs tighter and tried to breathe through the heat rushing straight to my core.

My cheeks burned. My skin tingled. My whole body felt raw and open and twitching from the inside out.

Lyra!”

His voice cracked through the line like thunder splitting the sky.

“f*****g speak! Where is the location.”

I jolted.

Hard.

My whole body snapped upright like I’d been caught doing something I wasn’t supposed to. Like he could see me. Like he knew I was sitting there, trembling in the rain with my panties soaked and my fingers still damp from what I’d just done.

s**t.

s**t. s**t. s**t.

I swallowed hard, blinking like I’d just been slapped out of a daydream.

Goddammit.

He pulled me straight out of my filthy little spiral like he’d reached through the phone and grabbed me by the jaw. His voice was so deep. So angry So… in control.