Breed Me. Daddy Alpha novel Chapter 36

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Morning Seduction

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blinked

Once

TWICE

My legs were sore. Like run–over–by–a–truck sore. Like holy–f*****g–Alpha sore. My thighs were shaking before even moved and there was this weird throbbing pressure between them like someone had crammed a

goddamn tree branch inside me and then left it there.

I wasn’t even fully awake yet.

And my first thought?

*****d my best friend’s dad”

“No. Wait. That wasn’t right.

I got f****d by my best friend’s dad”

I gasped, hand flying to my mouth like maybe that’d shut my brain up but it didn’t. It got louder.

We f****d. We did it. I finally tasted Damon f*****g Thornvale’s c**k.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

I felt it in my throat again. Like my mouth remembered. My tongue twitched like it could still taste him. Salty. Bitter. So f*****g huge I gagged like a virgin w***e and he’d loved it.

“f**k,” I whispered, eyes darting around.

Where the hell even was I?

There was blood on the white bedsheet. That could mean only one thing. He took my virginity.

Yes!!! Finally!!

c*m was on my thighs.

Scratch marks on the wall.

One pillow was torn.

The other had teeth marks in it.

I sat up and immediately moaned.

“Shitshitshitshitshit..my p***y,” I hissed, biting my lip, legs falling open without permission. Ow. f**k. Holy s**t. I felt like I’d been split open. Like he’d rearranged my insides and now they were his.

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And you know what?

He had.

I could still feel it. Him. Deep inside. Still warm. Still leaking out of me slow and hot like my p***y was mourning the loss of his knot.

Poums

I groaned as I turned to the other side to find him still sleeping. And his c**k. f**k. It was begging me to suck

1. it.

Okay..

Okayokayokay.

Deep breaths Lyra.

Because this was about to be the stupidest, horniest, most irresponsible thing I’ve ever done in my entire eighteen years of living and I didn’t even f*****g care. Not even a little.

Not when he was lying there like that.

Not when his monster cock..was just sitting there all thick and heavy and veiny and mine, twitching slightly

against his thigh like it was waiting for me to stop being a little b***h and take it.

I bit my lip so hard it stung.

Because f**k me, he looked like a god.

Like he could break the whole world and still make me crawl back to him begging for more.

My best friend’s dad.

My Alpha Daddy.

And I was about to suck him awake like the desperate little c*m–drunk w***e he turned me into.

I swallowed hard.

Then peeled the sheets down slowly, careful not to wake him just yet. My fingers trembled. My thighs

twitched. My whole body was already vibrating with heat and hunger, my wolf purring inside me like a

satisfied little b***h who wanted more.

And there it was.

His c**k.

Hard now.

Fully.

Like it knew.

Thick. Long. Angry–looking. The kind of c**k that didn’t just ruin you..it owned you. The kind of c**k that left

bruises on your throat and memories in your womb.

There was still c*m on it.

Dry at the base. Slick at the tip.

It glistened under the early morning light and my p***y clenched just looking at it.

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Moming Seduction

“Holy f**k,” I whispered, licking my lips like I was starving. “Okay, girl. You sucked it before. You can suck it again. You want to suck it again.”

My heart was pounding.

But my body?

She already knew what to do,

I slid under the sheets, inch by inch, until I was face–to–face with his c**k, my breath hitting the tip before my mouth ever did.

God. It smelled like him,

Like s*x.

Like blood.

Like Alpha.

And I moaned.

Low.

Hungry.

Then I licked it.

Just the tip.

A slow, teasing swirl of my tongue around the swollen head, tasting the salt and the sin and the power and

moaning like it was the first meal I’d ever f*****g had.

He twitched.

Grunted.

I froze.

Waited.

Then sucked again..harder this time..pulling his tip into my mouth with a filthy little pop that made me drip between my thighs.

“Good morning, Daddy,” I whispered against his c**k, my lips dragging over the ridge as I slowly took more of

him into my mouth. “Did you miss me?”

He twitched again.

His abs flexed.

And then.

A low, dangerous growl rumbled through the mattress beneath me.

“Lyra.!”

His voice was raw. Deep. Hoarse from sleep. Half snarl, half groan.

I looked up..mouth still full..and our eyes locked.

Oh f**k.

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Moching Seduction

His eyes were glowing.

Amber. Wild. Still half wolf.

And I moaned again.

Because he looked starved.

“Just woke up,” I mumbled around his c**k, swirling my tongue like a filthy little b***h in heat. “Wanted to taste you again.”

He sat up so fast the sheet flew off the bed.

And then I was on my back.

Just like that.

My head hit the pillow, my legs flew open, and he was between them.

“Greedy little thing,” he growled, voice low and full of morning gravel. “Didn’t get enough last night, huh?”

I was panting.

Squirming.

******g soaking the sheets again.

My whole body was buzzing like I was about to explode.

“I missed your c**k,” I moaned, grinding up against him shamelessly. “I woke up wet. Still leaking. Still aching.

I thought maybe if I sucked you, I could go back to sleep but..fuck..look at me. I’m a mess, Daddy.”

He grabbed my face.

Not gently.

Fingers tight around my jaw, eyes burning into mine like he wanted to f*****g eat me alive.

“You think I don’t know?” he snarled, dragging his c**k along my soaked slit. “I can smell you. You’ve been dripping since you opened your eyes. You want me to breed you again, baby?”

I gasped.

Whimpered.

Nodded like a desperate little slut.

“Yes–please–f**k, yes–I need it..”

He slammed inside me so fast I screamed.

No warning.

No mercy.

Just c**k.

Thick. Deep. Claiming.

I cried out as my p***y stretched around him again, still sore from last night, still sensitive, still soaked.

“You gonna take it like a good girl?” he growled against my throat, teeth scraping my bite mark. “You gonna

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let me ruin this tight liffle cur again?”

Planee–jee–f–yes–do it–da itagain.”

He laughed

Dark

Dangerous.

Then he nipped me over and slammed into me from behind, one hand tangled in my hair, the other gripping my hip so tight I knew I’d have bruises later.

“Loud little slut,” he snarled, pounding into me like he owned me. “Waking me up with your mouth on my c***. What am I gonna do with you, baby?”

That’s what he growled.

Right into my ear.

Right before his c**k slammed so deep inside me I nearly bit the damn pillow.

My whole body jerked.

My eyes rolled back so hard I saw nothing but stars and white.

The slap of his hips against my ass echoed through the room like thunder. His hand was tight in my hair, yanking my head back, my neck arched, drool already leaking from the corner of my mouth as he used my

body like it was his f*****g toy.

“You like waking me up like that?” he hissed, slamming in again, deeper this time, like he was trying to split

me in half. “With your filthy little mouth wrapped around my c**k?”

“Y–yes,” I sobbed, back arching, hands clawing at the sheets that were already soaked in blood and c*m and whatever shame I used to have. “I just–I needed it–I needed you again, Daddy-”

My voice cracked because his c**k hit that spot.

That spot.

That stupid little bundle of nerves deep inside me that turned my brain to mush and made my thighs shake

uncontrollably.

“f*****g hell,” he growled, his grip on my hip bruising, his thrusts so rough I was sliding up the bed with every

one. “You’re soaked. You’re f*****g dripping.”

“I know–I know–f**k–I woke up like that–I tried to stop thinking about you but–f**k–I couldn’t-”

I was babbling.

Crying.

Whimpering.

Because my p***y was soaking his c**k. Every time he pulled back, I could hear it. That filthy little squelch like my body didn’t want to let him go. Like my cunt had already decided he was the only thing it would ever take again.

“You ruined me,” I choked out, sobbing into the pillow as he bent over my back, teeth dragging down my

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spine. You f*****g ruined me, Daddy‘