Lahat ng Kabanata ng Breed Me. Daddy Alpha: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

the hell are you..” The words caught in my throat. Died there. Because my brain couldn’t fucking compute what I was seeing. Tasha didn’t look at me. She couldn’t. Her face was buried between a Beta’s thighs, his cock shoved down her throat so deep she was choking on it, eyes glassy, cheeks streaked with tears and spit. Her hands were gripping his thighs like she needed the anchor. Her mouth was stretched wide, lips red and swollen. She wasn’t fighting it. She was moaning around it. Behind her, another man was slamming into her cunt from behind, hips snapping with brutal force, his hands gripping her waist like he was trying to rip her in half. His thighs were flexing. His groans were feral. His cock was soaked in her slick, shining every time it dragged out before he rammed it back in again. The sound alone made my pussy clench. Slap. Squish. Slap. Squish. It was filthy. And it didn’t stop there. A third man was kneeling on the floor beneath her, his ton

~Lyra~ I pushed past the door and stepped into the hallway. The party was still going. Loud. Drunken. Horny. I could barely see through the haze of lights and sweat and bodies moving. Music pounded through the walls. Someone screamed from upstairs. I didn’t stop. I didn’t look back. I walked fast, clutching the hem of my dress like it could hold me together. My panties were ruined. Clinging to me like glue. I could feel the mess I’d made of myself every time I moved. Wet. Hot. Raw. A hand reached out. Tried to grab my waist. “Hey baby, where you goin—” “Don’t you fucking touch me,” I snapped. The guy jerked his hand back like I’d burned him. Good. Because I was fucking burning. I shoved past him, past a couple grinding against the wall, past two girls licking something off each other’s chests, past a guy on his knees while someone sat on his face. Every image slammed into me like a fist to the gut. My heart was pounding. My throat was tight. My eyes we

~Lyra~ And oh my God Oh my fucking God The way he said that I swear I almost blacked out I think I actually stopped breathing for a second because the second those two words left his mouth my whole body clenched like it was trying to trap the sound inside me “I’m coming” That’s what he said Just that No hesitation no emotion just those two words like a command and a promise and a punishment all rolled into one and holy fucking hell my entire soul just split down the middle and let the filth pour out My pussy clenched so hard I thought I might scream again My panties were already soaked and now they felt like a wet slap against my core and my nipples were still aching from how cold the rain was and how hot my body still felt and my legs were useless at this point they weren’t even supporting me anymore they were just twitching and trembling and pressing together like maybe I could rub myself against my own skin and get one more orgasm out before he showed up and

~Lyra ~ I pretended to be shocked Played dumb Because I wanted him to snap I wanted him to lose it I wanted to push him to that line and make him cross it So I leaned back Let my spine press harder into the tree trunk Tilted my head like I didn’t know what he meant “Do what,” I whispered, voice all sweet and breathy like I was the most innocent little thing on the planet He stepped closer So fucking close I could feel his heat now Feel his chest almost brushing mine Feel the air shift between us with tension and lust and things no girl my age should be thinking about this hard His breath hitched I saw his jaw clench I saw his eyes flick down again Straight to my tits Which I was absolutely still squeezing together because fuck it I wanted him to look I wanted to drown him in it I wanted to watch him struggle His hand twitched at his side like it wanted to move Like it wanted to grab His nostrils flared His tongue swept over his botto

~Lyra~ I couldn’t even talk straight. I was too turned on. Too out of my mind. My legs were shaking. My nipples were throbbing. My cunt was clenching around nothing like it wanted to be filled by anything. His fingers. His cock. His fucking voice. He didn’t say a word. He just stared at me. Like I was insane. Like I was stupid. Like I was the dumbest, horniest little girl in the woods for teasing a man like him. And then he touched me again. Not my breast this time. So much lower. His hand slid between us, slow like sin, and his knuckles brushed the hem of my soaked dress before he slipped under it like it was nothing. Like he owned the right. My breath hitched. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t fucking move. His fingers were right there. Right over my thong. That stupid wet piece of string clinging to my pussy like it was the only barrier between me and being ruined forever. He touched it. Just one finger. Not even inside. Just a single teasing stroke