I Fucked My Ex’s Alpha Dad (and I Recorded It) II

I didn’t go home right away.

I walked for almost an hour with cum leaking down my thigh and the video burning a hole in my phone. My legs felt shaky. My pussy was still throbbing from how hard he’d fucked me. Every step reminded me what I’d just done.

I fucked my ex’s dad. In a club bathroom.

And I recorded it.

The thought kept looping in my head like a song I couldn’t turn off. Part of me felt sick. The other part — the darker, meaner part — felt alive for the first time in weeks. Like I’d finally done something that actually mattered.

By the time I got back to my shitty little apartment on the edge of pack territory, my hands were still shaking. I locked the door behind me, kicked off my heels, and stood there in the dark for a long minute just breathing.

Then I pulled out my phone. I shouldn’t have watched it. I knew I shouldn’t.

But I did anyway.

I sat on the edge of my bed, my dress still hiked up around my waist, and hit play.

The video was shaky at first. Then it steadied. The bathroom light was dim and yellow. You could hear the bass from the club through the walls. And there I was — bent over the sink, dress around my hips, while Alpha Kael fucked me like he was trying to split me in half.

My face looked wrecked. Mascara running. My mouth open. I could see the exact moment he pushed inside me, the way my eyes rolled back. I could hear myself moaning “Harder… I want to feel it tomorrow.” I could hear him growling about how tight I was. How I was taking it like I was made for Alpha cock.

I got wet again watching it. I hated that I got wet again.

I was halfway through the second replay, one hand between my legs, when someone knocked on my door.

Not a normal knock. Three slow, heavy knocks that made the whole door rattle.

I froze.

Nobody knocked like that unless they wanted to be let in. Or unless they weren’t planning on asking twice.

I wiped my hand on my dress and stood up on shaky legs. My heart was hammering so loud I almost didn’t hear the voice on the other side of the door.

“Open up, Nova.” The voice was low. Rough. That same voice that had been in my ear less than two hours ago.

Kael.

He knew my name.

Of course he fucking knew my name. He was the Alpha. He probably had someone pull my file the second I walked out of that bathroom.

I didn’t move.

Another knock. Harder this time.

“I can smell you through the door,” he said, his voice calm but carrying that edge that made my stomach flip. “Open it. Or I’ll open it for you.”

My hands were shaking again when I turned the lock. The door swung open before I could even touch the handle.

Kael filled the entire doorway. He’d taken the hood off. I could finally see his face properly — sharp jaw, dark stubble, eyes the color of wet stone. He looked older than Asher, but not old. Just… dangerous. Like he’d seen too much and stopped giving a fuck a long time ago.

He stepped inside without waiting for an invitation and locked the door behind him. The lock clicked.

For a second neither of us said anything. Then his eyes dropped to my phone still clutched in my hand.

“Give it to me.”

I swallowed. “No.”

His mouth twitched. Not quite a smile. “That wasn’t a request, little wolf.”

I took a step back. He followed. The apartment suddenly felt way too small.

“You recorded me,” he said. His voice was quiet. Almost conversational. That made it worse. “In a public bathroom. While I was balls-deep inside you. You set your phone up and you filmed the whole thing.”

I lifted my chin even though my heart was trying to climb out of my throat. “Yeah. I did.”

“Why?”

“Because your son is a piece of shit who threw me away like garbage in front of the entire pack,” I snapped. The words came out hotter than I meant them to. “And because I wanted him to see exactly what his perfect Alpha father was doing to me. I wanted him to watch.”

Kael stared at me for a long moment. Then he held out his hand again. “Give me the phone.”

I didn’t. So he took it.

One second I was holding it. The next his fingers were wrapped around my wrist and the phone was in his other hand like it weighed paper. He didn’t even look at the screen right away. He just looked at me.

“You’re either very brave,” he said, “or very fucking stupid.”

“Probably both.”

He let out a short breath that might’ve been a laugh. Then he unlocked my phone — of course he knew the code, or guessed it, or whatever Alphas do — and opened the video.

I watched his face while he watched us fucking.

His jaw tightened. His eyes darkened. At one point he rewound it a few seconds, like he wanted to see something again. When he finally looked up at me, his voice was lower than before.

“You came so hard you squirted on my cock,” he said. “And you were still recording while you did it.”

My face burned. I hated that it burned.

“You left before I could even pull out,” he continued. He took a step closer. I took one back and hit the wall. “Walked out of that bathroom with my cum dripping down your leg like it was nothing. Like you’d just won something.”

“I did win something,” I whispered.

“No.” He shook his head once. “You started something.” He reached out and dragged his thumb across my bottom lip. Slow. Possessive. My body responded, my wolf responded even louder, but I shoved her down quickly with my middle finger.

“You wanted revenge on my son,” he said. “You used me to get it. That’s fine. I understand revenge.” His thumb pressed a little harder. “But you don’t get to use the Alpha and then disappear. That’s not how this works.”

I swallowed. My voice came out smaller than I wanted. “What are you going to do?”

Kael smiled then. It wasn’t a nice smile.

He turned the phone around so I could see the screen. The video was still playing. You could see his cock disappearing into me over and over while I moaned like a whore.

“You’re going to watch this with me,” he said. “Every second of it. And then we’re going to talk about what happens next.”

He didn’t wait for me to answer.

He just grabbed me by the throat — not hard enough to hurt, just enough to make my knees go weak — and walked me backward until the backs of my legs hit the bed. I fell onto it. He followed, climbing over me, caging me in with his body.

The phone stayed in his hand. “Play it from the beginning,” he ordered.

My finger shook when I reached for the screen.

The sounds filled the small room again. My moans. His growls. The wet slap of him fucking me. I could feel my face getting hotter with every second.

Kael watched my reaction more than the video. When it got to the part where I came, he made a low sound in his chest.

“Look at you,” he murmured. “Your eyes rolling back. Your legs shaking. You were so fucking gone for it.” His free hand slid up my thigh, under my dress. “And you’re wet again right now. I can smell it.”

I tried to close my legs. He pushed them apart easily.

“You wanted to destroy my son,” he said, fingers brushing over my soaked panties. “But you’re the one who’s going to pay for it.”

I opened my mouth to say something — I don’t even know what — but he pushed two fingers inside me without warning and I instantly forgot how to speak.

“From now on,” he said, curling his fingers just right, making my back arch off the bed, “you don’t send that video to anyone. You don’t show it to anyone. You don’t even look at it unless I tell you to.”

His thumb found my clit and started rubbing slow circles while his fingers fucked into me.

“You belong to the Alpha now, Nova. Not to my useless son. Not to anyone else.” He leaned down until his mouth was right by my ear. “Say it.”

I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood.

He fucked his fingers deeper. “SAY IT!!”

“I…” My voice broke on a moan. “I belong to the Alpha.”

“Good girl.”

He pulled his fingers out, wiped them on my thigh, and sat back on his heels. His eyes were burning.

“Now take that dress off,” he said. “And get on your hands and knees. We’re not done.”

I should’ve told him to go fuck himself. I should’ve fought. Instead I reached for the zipper of my dress with shaking hands and pulled it down.

Because the truth was ugly and simple. I’d started this for revenge.  But the way he was looking at me right now? It wasn’t going to end soon. 

And I wasn’t sure I wanted it to.