Claimed by My Bestie's Alpha Daddy novel Chapter 129

He flipped me over onto all fours, gripping my hips firmly as he knelt behind me. Then he tugged me back into his lap, his thighs spread, mine straddling his.as he settled deep inside. His chest pressed to my back, one hand fisted in my hair, the other splayed across my stomach, holding me in place.

His voice was dark, breath hot against my neck.

“You said more. You still want more?”

“Yes, yes, please.”

He grabbed my hips and thrust back inside me, rougher now, relentless. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed in the sealed room. I braced against the wall, gasping with every movement.

“Say you love it like this.”

“I do-I do-I love it. I love when you use me like this.”

“Is that what you want?” he growled. “To be taken? Fucked hard until you can’t stand?”

“Yes, Richard, yes, please.”

He grunted, driving in deeper. My body spasmed again, another climax crashing through me so hard I sobbed. “Richard-fuck-yes, right there

—”I gasped, clinging to him. “I can’t-God, I’m coming so hard—I can feel you so deep—don’t stop, please, don’t stop.”

He didn’t stop. My knees gave out and he caught me, dragging me down flat on the bed and sliding in from behind, curling over me.

“Can’t get enough of you,” he growled. “You were made for this.”

“Don’t stop-don’t stop-“He pulled out and flipped me again, straddling my hips as he looked down at me, pupils blown wide. “You can take more?”

“Please,” I whispered.

He slid back in slowly, holding my face as he thrust into me. “You want it like this?”

“Yes-God, yes.”

He kissed me, long and deep, before hooking both my legs over his shoulders and pushing deeper than before. I screamed, high and raw.

“Fuck,” he rasped. “Look at you. So desperate.”

“I’m so desperate for you. Always desperate for you.”

He growled and pounded into me again, and my entire body went tense, then broke. My climax ripped through me, spine arched, throat raw from the cry.

Still not done, he pulled me upright and sat back on his heels, making me straddle him. I sank down onto him with a cry, thighs trembling from how sensitive I already was.

“You’re gonna ride me now?” he asked, voice tight.

“Fuck, yes, please let me” I whispered, grinding down on him with a moan. “Want to squeeze every drop out of you, ride you until all you can think about is me tight and wet around you.”

He gripped my hips, helping me move, letting me take control. The angle dragged every inch of him against places inside me that made me shake.

” I love watching you like this,” he growled. “So fucking gorgeous.

Taking what you want.”I leaned down and kissed him hard, biting his lip. “You like being used?”

He groaned. “Only by you.”

The pace built again, frantic, grinding, our mouths locked together as we pushed each other to the edge.

“I’m so close,” I panted. “Don’t stop-God, don’t stop-”

“I’m right there with you. Keep going. Just like that.”

His fingers found my clit, rubbing it in tight, relentless circles as l moved above him. The pressure built impossibly fast, and when he thrust up at just the right angle, I broke. I came with a scream, hips jerking as I gasped his name, my body seizing around him. I shivered violently, the orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave.

He cursed under his breath, arms locking around me as he came, holding us together like he couldn’t bear to let go.

Even after, we didn’t separate. I collapsed on his chest, panting, my body still trembling. My legs were so weak I couldn’t move. I didn’t want to.

He kissed my temple, breath still shallow. “You okay?”

I nodded, voice hoarse.

“More than okay.”

“You didn’t just take it,” he murmured. “You fucking devoured me.”

“I wanted to.” I nuzzled against him. “I want you like that. Always.”

He swallowed hard. “That was almost too much.”

I kissed his throat. “Not for me.”

We stayed like that until our breathing evened, our bodies still clinging, every inch of skin buzzing from the aftermath.”I didn’t hurt you?” he asked again, quieter.

“No,” I whispered. “That was perfect. I’ve never felt anything like it.”

My whole body ached.

I was lying half on top of him, my cheek pressed against the center of his chest, his skin warm and damp beneath mine. Every inch of me felt used. Every muscle sang with the deep, satisfied soreness of having been completely unraveled and put back together again.

He laughed again, pulling me in for another kiss, this one slower.

Sweeter.

After, we collapsed on the bedding again, limbs tangled. I felt the next wave building in my body, slower now, different. But first, I turned to him, heart pounding.

“Can I?”

His brow furrowed. “What?””I want to mark you.”

He stilled.

“You don’t have to,” I said quickly. Only if you want me to. I know it’s not normal-especially since you’ve already marked me—but…Iwant to.”

He reached for my hand, threading our fingers together. “If you’re sure.”

“lam.”

His free hand touched the side of my face. “Then breathe with me.”

I did. We inhaled together, exhaled. Inhaled again. When I dipped my head toward his throat, his hand stayed there, grounding me.

My canines lengthened. i could feel it. An edge of power that hadn’t been there before. Maybe it was the heat. Maybe it was him. I sank my teeth in gently, just enough to break the skin. He tensed but didn’t pull away.

His breath hitched. My heart was racing.

When I drew back, the mark was already sealing. My mouth tingled. / licked the trace of blood from my lips and tasted something sharp and addictive that made my core clench with fresh need. Heat roared back into my body, sudden and blinding. I barely managed to kiss him before the hunger returned, stronger than before.

He held my face like he couldn’t believe me.

Then we both sighed and sank back onto the nest.

Later, after a nap, we ate meal bars and curled up beneath the covers again. This time the sex was slower but still soaked with desperation.

Every brush of skin sparked a low, aching hunger. My legs straddledhis hips, my knees pressed tight against his sides. His hands roamed my body like he was starved.

“I need you,” I whispered, already panting. “I can’t stop wanting you.”

His fingers dug into my hips. “I know. I feel it too.

He guided me down on him, both of us moaning like it was the first time again. I whimpered at the stretch, the pressure, the way my body clung to him like it never wanted to let go.