Breed Me. Daddy Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 221 - チャプター 230

“All of me.” Oh my God. Okay. What the hell was I supposed to do with that? My whole body reacted. Like my nipples perked up, my core clenched, and my brain said, Ma’am, this is not a drill. And of course, because I’m eighteen and chronically incapable of leaving well enough alone, I opened my mouth again. “I saw this in a movie once,” I said slowly, dragging the words out like I was laying the groundwork for something deeply inappropriate. My fingers twitched with excitement. My smile curled up on one side. I knew I was about to say something that would either make Damon combust or pounce—and honestly, either was fine with me. His brow lifted. “Oh?” he asked, clearly intrigued but already suspicious of me. “What kind of movie, kitten?” “The hot kind,” I said sweetly, then bit my lip in a way that was 100 percent intentional. “And I’ve always wanted us to try it.” He leaned in a little. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his jaw flexed like he was already fighting off ten di

My entire soul left my body. I felt it. I felt it float right out of my spine, up to the ceiling, look down at us, and whisper you’re so fucked, before vanishing completely. My pussy clenched so hard I saw stars. My nipples hardened instantly. I whimpered, actually whimpered like I’d just been hit with a spell. “Okay,” I said quickly, throwing my hands up in surrender, which was hilarious because I was already trembling and struggling to sit still. “Okay. I give up. You win. I’ll be good. I’ll behave.” He pulled back slightly, just enough to look at me, and his expression made my stomach flip. His eyes were wild but focused. His lips were parted just a little, and his grip on my thigh was still strong. I felt like I was being hunted while sitting perfectly still, trying not to get eaten. “You’ll behave now?” he asked, his tone completely unreadable. “Yes,” I replied, nodding so fast I nearly gave myself whiplash. “I promise. I’ll be quiet. No more roleplay. No more teas

Lyra wasn’t speaking. She was silent. Still. Breathing fast, skin flushed and her cheeks were burning. She didn’t say a word. But I could feel her trembling. Not with fear. With arousal. She liked this. She loved this. She loved the way I was claiming her in front of someone else. She loved the way I was growling about her slick like it was currency. She loved the way my cock was throbbing beneath my slacks while I told a doctor EVERTHING. “I don’t need to be excused,” I said, my tone was final now. “I need you to carry out your job. And I will stand right here while you do it.” The doctor swallowed her reply, nodded stiffly, and turned back to Lyra. She resumed the exam. Her hands were careful now. But I wasn’t watching her anymore. I was watching Lyra. And I knew what she needed. She needed me. She needed to be punished for letting another hand wake up her body. She needed to be bent over the bed, blouse ripped open, ass shoved to the side, a

My brain couldn’t process that fast enough. I was still trying to understand the first baby. I was still trying to understand pregnancy, mating, Alpha dick, heat, and now you’re telling me there might be two? Tears were streaming down my face but my brain was flying in fifty directions. I felt nauseous. I felt hot. I felt dizzy. I felt every possible emotion all at once. “What if one of them is sick?” I whispered, voice so small it didn’t sound like mine. “What if one is okay and the other one isn’t? What if one dies? Will the other survive? What if—what if—” “What if I’m too young? What if my body can’t do it? What if I did something wrong already and I didn’t even know it? What if my stress is hurting them? What if screaming right now is making it worse? What if I lose one? Or both? Or all of them? What if I wasn’t supposed to be pregnant yet and now the universe is like HAHA, bitch, good luck surviving this?” “Lyra,” the doctor said. “I need you to calm down, okay? I kno

“I want you to fuck me so deep I forget how to say the alphabet. I want to feel it, Damon. I want to feel your knot swell and stretch me open and lock me down so I don’t even remember what it was like to walk around without your cum inside me.” I was panting now. Fully sweating. My legs were crossed and squirming. My thighs were wet. I didn’t know how to sit still. “I can feel my pussy clenching,” I moaned, like the whore I truly am. “It’s like it’s begging for you. I can’t help it. My womb heard the word ‘four babies’ and now she’s in full Omega heat mode like, yes Daddy, let’s double down on the destruction.” “Lyra,” the doctor said behind me, and her voice cracked a little. “I… I haven’t completed the scan.” I spun toward her dramatically, arms flailing. “Then complete it! Before I start begging this man to bend me over and breed me again like I’m a porn star in labor!” She looked like she wanted to crawl under the bed and cry. I turned back to Damon, eyes wild, voice