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Three

Author: Black Rose
last update publish date: 2026-03-16 19:55:46

CHAPTER 3

SERAPHINA:

As his good little slut, I dropped to my knees in front of him. The carpet was rough against my skin but I didn’t care. 

All I could focus on was him… his cock dangling above my face, begging for me to take it in. His cock bobbed slightly as he stroked himself once more, slow and deliberate, like he was giving me time to change my mind. 

Like hell, I would. 

I wrapped both of my hands around the base. I hadn’t done it before, just imagined. He was so thick that my fingers couldn’t cover it. I leaned forward. The scent of him hit me like a drug that I had been craving. 

My mouth watered instantly at his arousal. 

I started with his slit first. I drag my tongue slowly tasting the salt and heat of his precum. He hissed through his teeth, one hand fisting in my hair. He wasn’t pulling, at least not yet. 

“Good girl,” he said out of breath. “That’s it. Taste what you’ve been dreaming about”

I opened my mouth wider and took him in. 

The head stretched my lips, hot and rough against my tongue. I moaned around him, swirling my tongue under the ridge, sucking lightly, then harder as I slid down further. 

He was too big for me to take him all at once. My jaw was already aching but I wanted every inch of him. 

I emptied my cheeks, bobbing slowly, letting the saliva drip down the shaft to slick my hands. I kept on stroking, feeling him throb against my palm. 

“Fuck, Sera…” his grip on my hair tightened. “Look at you, on your knees for your alpha. Take it…take everything you want”

The words made my cunt clench, my juice dripping down my thighs. I whimpered around his cock, sucking harder on it, taking him deeper until he hit the back of my throat. 

I gagged. 

My eyes watered. I didn’t pull back. I wanted him to feel how desperate I was. 

Then he started moving, small thrusts at fist. His face squeezed like he was fucking my mouth with restraint…fuck it made me crazy. 

I could feel everything, every ridge, every pulse, every fucking thing. My tongue traced the thick vein that ran from base to tip. His breathing becomes harsher the faster he thrust into my mouth. I tried to match his pace. 

“Yes! Yes!” he screamed. “Choke on it. Show me how bad you’ve wanted my cock”

I moaned louder, the sound muffled and wet. I raised my eyes to meet him and something inside me swell that I could be the one to make him feel this way. I could be the one to make his eyes bulge. 

I couldn’t help it. One had slipped between my legs, damn, sliding through my wet folds. I circled my clit in frantic little strokes. The doubled sensation, his cock filling my mouth, my own fingers teasing my pussy, pushed me toward the edge again. 

He noticed. Just like he noticed everything. 

“Touching yourself while you suck me off?” his voice scratched with hunger. “Greedy slut, can't even wait for me to fill that cunt”

I pulled my mouth away from his cock, strings of saliva connecting my lips to his shining cock. 

“Bed,” I said. “Please. Daddy, I need…”

“Sera…”

“Please.” I rose from my knees and reached for him, pressing my mouth to his jaw, his throat, the corner of his mouth. “I have waited for four years. Please. I need you to…”

“Tell me,” he ordered. His hands found my waist immediately. I curled closer to him. 

My heart thundered in my chest.

“Fuck me,” the words slip out of my mouth before I could stop them. “I need you to fuck me, Daddy. Please. I’m begging you.”

His expression suddenly hardened. His hands on my waist suddenly tightened. 

His forehead dropped to mine, breathing uneven in a way I had never heard from him and he closed his eyes. 

I could feel the war happening inside him in real time, the wanting and something else that I couldn’t name…not yet. 

Then he went still. 

His hands still remained on my waist. 

“Damien?”

He stepped back, opening his eyes. My heart dropped. 

His eyes were no longer burning with want. I even had to question if it was even there in the first place. 

“We can’t...” he said, shaking his head. “We shouldn’t have done this. Any of it. This is wrong.”

“But…You…” my voice broke. My legs weakened. I wanted to hold something. I hated the way he was looking at me like something he regretted. 

“Sera…”

“No! You came in here! You made me tell you every dirty thing I wanted and then you gave it to me. You called me your good girl and now, you…”

“I know what I did,” he cut me off, jaw tightening. “And I’ll carry the shame of it. You are to marry my son. The…the pack has expectation”

He shook his head again. 

“This…This was just a mistake. A moment of weakness.” He said. “But, sera, I won't ruin you for him. Not completely.”

I laughed. It sounded broken in my ears. “Ruin me? You already ruined me Alpha. Every time you look at me, every time you speak my name like it belongs to you…I’ve been ruined since the first day you brought me into your pack and you claimed me as yours to protect”

His jaw twitched. I was feeling hot and angry, like I wanted to make him see that I didn’t care about the alliance between me and his son. 

“Clean yourself up Sera,” he said, tightening the belt on his trousers. “Forget this ever happened”

“Forget?”  I said on the verge of tears. “How am I supposed to forget the way you fucked my mouth like…”

“You’ll forget,” he said finally, “Because you have to. Because I am ordering you to. Tomorrow you stand at the altar and you smile. You let him mark you. You let the pack see how perfect the both of you are.”

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