Hard Nipples

~Amaris

Kneeling on the floor, I could still feel the slick dripping down my thighs. That was when I heard footsteps.

Someone was approaching. The air felt lighter. Not like when Alpha Varg walks into a room.

Ember.

I was certain she was the one approaching.

I could not afford to let her see me in that state.

I stood up quickly, hands shaking slightly as I reached and instinctively pulled the towel hanging on the wall, opening my legs and swiftly wiping off the slick trailing down my thighs.

“Amaris, you're…”

My heart skipped a bit and I turned quickly, trying to keep my breath steady.

Her brows lifted, “oh...” She said shortly as her gaze met my thighs.

My heart skipped two beats.

For a moment, I thought there was a slick spot with a slick I didn't clean.

Oh goddess, why me?

My grip loosened and the towel dropped to the floor.

“I can ex…”

“Are you really going to take forever to wipe yourself after using the bathroom?” She cut in, stepping closer.

I blinked, “I was just…”

“Come on, wash your hands now. It's time to swim.”

I didn't let her repeat. I turned quickly toward the tap, whined it open and set my hands under it. I could feel the rush in my veins when the water touched my skin.

I had dry slick on my hands. I scrubbed it off like that would help me get rid of whatever I was feeling.

But it didn't.

I turned and faced Ember again with water dripping from my hand, pretty much how my pussy was dripping for her father.

A glint in her eyes, then a small smile across her lips. “Good,” she said, and pulled my hand and turned toward the exit.

I followed without a word.

The air outside was different. In a strange way I couldn't explain yet.

Because the last time I was here, I was only battling with the simmering desire to be fucked. But in the bathroom, after that dangerous Alpha appeared and touched, he made everything much worse.

Because now I was burning in a deeper hunger from his touch.

I was dying to be pulled, but not in the same way Ember always pulls my wrist.

But pulled in the hair by her ruthless Alpha Daddy, pinned against the wall with my pussy lips spread open, slimy enough, ready to be broken and fucked hard and breathlessly.

Oh, fuck!

Why am I thinking about something like this?

He is my best friend's father for crying out loud.

But still, the thoughts crept in.

His dick

His size

What would it look like

How would getting pounded by him feel

Just then, Ember released her grip from my wrist. “Yes, It's time!” she said with a squeal.

Time to get fucked?

“I asked the maid to get you a swim ring. I don't want what happened to you in Oakhaven with that maniac to repeat itself.”

The memory flashed back briefly.

On my first date with Gray, he had no idea I couldn't swim. But good thing he noticed on time before I finally died in that water.

But a swim ring wasn't what I needed at that moment.

I needed something else.

Something to sate my undying hunger.

The desire that leaves me leaking like a slut.

The tension that rubs my skin from nothing but his presence.

Two maids were approaching. One was carrying the swim ring, while the other carried a tray of grilled fish and sauce

“Thanks,” I muttered as I took the swim ring.

The other maid carefully placed the tray at the pool deck. They both bowed slightly before turning and leaving.

Ember moved forward, climbing down the pool staircase gently, letting out a soft sound as the water touched her skin.

Finally, she was dipped in the water, leaving just the upper part of her midriff, boobs and face outside.

“Come on, Ama, don't just stand there,” she said, delighted.

My lips pressed together as I took one step forward. I dropped the swim ring in the water and stepped into it. The cold water against my skin somehow managed to calm the heavy thud of my chest, and clitoris.

Then Ember splashed water on me and giggled.

Once.

Then again.

She was certainly having the time of her life. I knew how long she'd been waiting to have me around and now she did, she wanted to make the most out of my stay here.

She splashed more and more water against me, waiting for me to fight back.

I did.

Not because I wanted to, but because I wanted her to stay excited.

And she did

She was giggling like a kid on vacation… carefree of how her boobs were floating in the water.

I barely smiled when she made the last strike and quickly swam to the pool deck. She pinched off the belly of one of the fish and shoved it in her mouth immediately.

“OMG, Ama, you should come try this,”

I swam toward her and took some fish as well.

I took a bite.

She watched me

“You like it, right?”

I nodded.

But then she looked at me.

Really looked at me this time.

With surprise spreading across her face.

And she wasn't looking at my face.

This time, her eyes dropped to my boobs and a quiet gasp escaped her lips.

She pointed at my nipples, “Amaris, you're…”

Confused, I looked down to see what it was that she was seeing.

Oh my fucking Goddess!

I exclaimed in my beating chest.

My nipples were round.

Visibly hard.

Pushing through the wet lace like it badly wanted to be sucked and fed on.

She moved closer to me, her hand reaching for them.

She gripped my nipple between her thumb and pointer.

“My goodness, Ama, your nipples are so fucking hard.” she said, then exhaled.

Goddess help me, I almost moaned,

Then she pulled back slightly, “Are you horny?”

She asked as if that was supposed to be a casual question. Before I could even say a word, she dipped her hand in the water and reached between my legs.

The next second? Her fingers were on my pussy lips. I bit my lips hard to stay steady.

Then she pulled away, eyes unreadable.

“You're wet, Ama,”

“It's the pool,” I said quickly.

“No, Ama, you have slick all over your pussy, not just water.” Her voice sounded certain. “Why are you wet?” she asked.

Silence…

That was one question I would never bring myself to answer, even though she puts a knife to my throat.

She lifted her brows, “And I'm sure my dad is the only man you've seen today, right, Ama?”