Semua Bab Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+): Bab 21 - Bab 30

Lilith pov How do I even begin to explain this situation? I was laid out on the bed, breathing heavily, legs spread wide and open for one of the most dangerous Alphas in the pack while his face, oh goddess, his face was just inches away from my soaked panties. With just one swipe, Claude could tear them aside and see everything. He’d see just how hot and dripping I was for him, how much all my juices had already coated my folds, slick and glistening. He would see me bare, exposed, and aching for him. I swallowed hard as I saw the wicked smile slowly spread across Claude’s face, and when his tongue flicked across the bottom of his lip, I realized something, this man was looking at me like a starving beast who had just found his favorite meal. And for some reason, that made a whimper slip from my lips, the urge to arch my back and press myself closer to him becoming utterly unbearable. “Such pretty panties,” Claude murmured, his voice low and sultry, “drenched with a scent that

Lilith pov I never imagined I’d see the day when the Alpha who women fawned over the most, the man who always got his way, who once tore off the heads of those who dared speak ill of his father without a second thought would be on his knees, hands raised in the air, face bruised and beaten. I never thought I would see a man like Alpha Claude be punished. The air was thick with tension, sharp and suffocating. I didn’t even dare to breathe too loudly, terrified of provoking the Alphas… especially Alpha Lucien. You see, I’d always known Lucien was the most terrifying of the three brothers. I mean, he literally tried to take my life just a few nights ago and had even toyed with his brothers while doing it. But still, I never knew he could be this scary... “Ah, isn’t this bullying, brother? I get that you’re older than me by a few minutes but do you really have to do this? I know I messed up, but I swear I didn’t mean to,” Claude cried out. And even though there wasn’t a single tear

Lilith pov "Daelan's been craving these lips wrapped around our cock." An intense heat flooded through my body at his words, my breath hitched as his thumb traced slowly over my bottom lip, the light touch sending shivers of pleasure down my spine, making me tremble. Lucien's eyes stayed locked on mine, cold as ever yet there was something new glinting in their depths, the same thing I'd seen in both Claude and Silas just moments ago. That raw, unrestrained lust, the very look they'd worn when they caught the scent of my heat. The world seemed to blur as I stared into those emotionless eyes that pulled me in like a spell and when they flashed a shade brighter, I realized I couldn't look away, no matter how hard I tried. It was as if I were staring straight into the abyss-dark, endless, and ready to consume me whole. Thump. Thump. Thump. Before I knew it, my heart was pounding wildly. I drew in a sharp breath as an almost irresistible urge surged through me-to lean in, close the

My breathing was heavy, shallow and uneven as I tried to take deep breaths. My eyes were fixed on the ground and as time seemed to slow, the only sounds I could hear were my harsh breathing and the slow ticking of the clock, growing more deafening with each passing second. I could feel Lucien's cum drip from the corner of my lips, feel my slick wetness on my pussy and inner thighs, feel my vision start to blur, and feel the overwhelming urge to do something, anything to stop this unbearable need within me. They were all watching me, their gazes so sharp and penetrating as they spoke among themselves that I couldn’t bring myself to look at them, barely able to grasp what they were saying. My body could only tremble under their stares. However, in the next moment, I caught Silas’s words, making me stiffen and lift my head. “You’re leaving? You don’t want to continue?” Silas asked and I swallowed hard as my eyes found Lucien, watching him casually fasten the buttons of his black, ex

Lucien's pov Control. What did it truly mean? Was it having everything and everyone in the palm of your hand? Holding the kind of power men spent lifetimes chasing, the kind women willingly surrendered themselves to? To stand above all at the very top? Or was it the ability to bend others to your will? To use them to your advantage, to make them submit whether through force or by offering something they craved, something they could not resist. Something that granted you power over them, simply because you possessed it. So, in the end, control was power. Wasn’t it? The strongest always claimed control. I tilted my head slightly, fingers tapping idly against the seat as the car glided smoothly down the road. The atmosphere was quiet—just the way I preferred it. Abraham, our gamma in the driver’s seat knew better than to speak unless spoken to, at least with me. Claude and Silas never minded idle chatter but I did, especially in moments like this when I needed silence to thi