Breed Me. Daddy Alpha novel Chapter 3

The pool was already packed when I stepped outside.

Girls draped over lounge chairs in barely-there bikinis. Boys cannonballing off the rocks. Laughter echoed under the sun like sin having a party. The air smelled like coconut oil, chlorine, and teenage recklessness.

But when I walked out in my red one-piece?

Everything shifted.

Eyes dragged.

Whispers started.

Thirst bloomed.

Because the suit was fucking good.

Painted to my skin. High on the hips. Deep between the tits. Thin enough that when I got wet, it turned fucking transparent.

And I wanted it that way.

I wanted them to look.

I wanted him to smell it.

Tasha met me by the edge of the pool, tits bouncing in a lime green bikini that barely held her in. Her nipples were hard as diamonds under the thin fabric, and she didn’t give a single fuck.

“Oh my Goddess,” she squealed, grabbing my hand. “You look so fucking hot.”

“You think?”

“I think if my dad sees you in that, he’s gonna lock you in the basement and never let you leave.”

I laughed…but my thighs clenched.

Because that didn’t sound like a punishment.

It sounded like a promise.

Tasha spun and slapped her own ass. “Come on! Everyone’s here. We’re doing shots on the floaties.”

I followed her down the stairs into the water, the cold slicing against my heat, my nipples hardening instantly. It felt filthy. Like a tease. Like a fuck waiting to happen.

There were at least six people already in the pool.

Molly..black hair, big tits, chewing her straw like it was a cock. Her top was red and practically useless, her nipples dark and pushing against the soaked triangles.

Violet..curvy, thick, always pouting. Her bikini was gold. Her tits floated on the surface of the water like soft sex toys begging for hands.

Sofia…tiny, tan, loud. Her string top was slipping and she didn’t even bother to fix it.

Three boys were near the deep end. Big. Tall. Alpha-blooded. Practically naked. Their shorts clung to thick, veiny cocks that swelled the fabric. I couldn’t stop looking.

Matteo…tattooed. Scar across his brow. Dick so fat it looked painful.

Romano..quiet, broody, but packing a cock that curved like a weapon, heavy enough to swing in his shorts every time he moved.

And Nico..cocky as fuck. His bulge was massive. Thick at the base, fat at the tip. The kind that made your jaw ache just thinking about it.

I swam slowly, feeling the water glide over my body like a stranger’s tongue. When I surfaced, Tasha handed me a shot.

“To filthy fucking summers,” she grinned.

We clinked. We drank.

The burn was nothing compared to what I felt inside.

“I missed you so much,” she whispered, wet and drunk and glittering in the sun. “This summer’s gonna ruin us.”

She pressed her lips to my cheek. Her tits brushed my chest. Her fingers lingered.

Then someone pushed her under.

Chaos broke out.

Splashes. Screams. Laughter.

And in the middle of it?

Matteo.

He climbed out of the pool like sin rising from the deep. Water poured off his chest. His shorts clung to his thighs. His cock bulged like it was trying to break free. My mouth went dry.

Then Romano grabbed Violet waist underwater and pulled her into his lap. She gasped..loud. Slapped his chest. Moaned when he bit her shoulder.

No one cared.

No one looked away.

Violet ground her hips against him, moaning louder, wet sounds echoing as the water sloshed. He pulled her bikini to the side under the surface. I could see the motion. His hand. Her twitch.

She was riding his fingers.

Right there in the pool.

I turned to Nico. He winked at me.

Then swam up behind Sofia and wrapped his arms around her chest. One hand palmed her tit. The other slipped beneath the water. She arched back against him with a filthy little moan.

Tasha was laughing. Her nipples poking out. Her legs brushing mine.

And I was soaked.

But not from the pool.

I moved to the edge. Climbed up. Sat on the hot tile with my legs dangling in.

That’s when I felt it.

Him.

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