Semua Bab Breed Me. Daddy Alpha: Bab 1 - Bab 6

~Lyra~ I never intended to fuck my best friend’s Alpha dad. But I’d be a damn liar if I said I hadn’t fantasized about it. Dreamed about it. Tasted it behind my closed eyelids with my legs spread and my fingers dripping between my thighs. Yeah. I know how that sounds. I’m not sorry. Because every girl has a first crush. Mine just happened to be a man who could kill with his bare hands, command an army of wolves, and make my thighs tremble just by walking into a room. Damon Thornvale. Alpha. Billionaire. Beast in human skin. And the man who made me cum for the first time without ever touching me. I used to touch myself to the sound of his footsteps. The deep rumble of his voice. The way he said my name..Lyra..like he owned it. Like he owned me. And maybe he did. I was a bit younger the first time I came thinking about him. I can’t remember what age but I know I was fully aware of how I felt. Locked in Tasha’s bathroom with the lights off, panties pull

The pool was already packed when I stepped outside. Girls draped over lounge chairs in barely-there bikinis. Boys cannonballing off the rocks. Laughter echoed under the sun like sin having a party. The air smelled like coconut oil, chlorine, and teenage recklessness. But when I walked out in my red one-piece? Everything shifted. Eyes dragged. Whispers started. Thirst bloomed. Because the suit was fucking good. Painted to my skin. High on the hips. Deep between the tits. Thin enough that when I got wet, it turned fucking transparent. And I wanted it that way. I wanted them to look. I wanted him to smell it. Tasha met me by the edge of the pool, tits bouncing in a lime green bikini that barely held her in. Her nipples were hard as diamonds under the thin fabric, and she didn’t give a single fuck. “Oh my Goddess,” she squealed, grabbing my hand. “You look so fucking hot.” “You think?” “I think if my dad sees you in that, he’s gonna lock you in the basement a

~Lyra~ I fucked myself hard. Fist buried. Palm slapping wet against my clit. Juices leaking down my thighs. And then.. The door creaked. Again. Slow. Louder this time. The air changed. I felt it in my spine. In my cunt. He was there. Watching. I didn’t stop. I spread my legs wider. Arch my back. Let my pussy open wide under the steam..wet, swollen, glistening like it was already fucked raw. My fingers stayed right where I needed them, rubbing circles over my clit, faster now, slicker. Every touch made my hips jerk. Every breath was a moan. “Do you see it, Daddy?” I whimpered. My voice cracked. My head dropped. My mouth fell open as I kept rubbing, faster, rougher, like I needed to rub the ache out of my soul. “I’m dripping for you…” My free hand moved down. Slid between the cheeks of my ass. I pressed my fingers deeper..past my folds, between the swollen lips of my cunt, until I was knuckle-deep in my own heat. I fucked myself. Hard.