Semua Bab Captured by an Alpha Daddy for Christmas (18+): Bab 1 - Bab 10

“Belle! That's too much stuff, there's barely enough space in the trunk!” Sally snaps at me as I drag out my second box. I huff and turn to her with a glare. She's as beautiful as always, her honey-blonde hair in heavy waves, her eyes smoky, her Botox lips bubble-gum pink. She's in a white furry coat, a white beanie, and a pair of skinny denim trousers. She looks so freaking good like it's normal for her, whereas I have to put in so much work. I'd curled my blonde hair, worn red lipstick and mascara. I'd also changed from my purple cashmere sweater to a heavy denim jacket and red sweater. I had on denim trousers too and black shearling boots. “From my calculation, you have three boxes in that trunk. Mine’s just two.” I roll my eyes and keep pulling my box to the car. I stop at the sight of Austin, still tall and lanky. He's in his usual nerd glasses and tech-guy corporate outfit. He's acting all distant because Sally's told him not to be friends with me anymore. Like I care. I'd

I can't stop staring at it. And it seems like it's staring right back at me, the veins holding my gaze and that plump reddish tip I want to suck. As a slut writer and visual learner, I've seen quite a few cocks and I'm pretty good at the measurements. So this, I tell you, is no less than a big, fat twelve inch cock. Damn. It's so… magnificent. Extraordinary. Drool-worthy. My mouth waters as I trail my eyes up to his rigid stomach, every ab defined like a rocky path, the dark hairs dusting them, and his wide, muscular chest. The way his shoulders bunch, the way water droplets plop down his massive body. My eyes flutter as I meet his gaze, those alluring green eyes, that big Greek nose I definitely want to sit on, that moustache, and his reddish mouth—fuck, his mouth is just a seat waiting to be ridden and— “Belle? Are you okay?” His gruff voice pulls me out of my messy, dirty thoughts. I shudder, a feverish weakness enveloping my cold body. Am I okay? What woman—or man, wo

It's the perfect size. The pajamas he got me, like he knew my measurements by heart. I should be creeped out about this, but I'm not. In fact, I'm actually impressed and there's this relentless fluttering in my tummy. I head out to the living room in search of him, wanting to say thank you again, and maybe to get a bit of that sweet tension. And that's when I hear the unmistakable sound of a kitten. I stop in my tracks and peek to see the most adorable thing ever. Jaxon feeding a white kitten wrapped in a grey sweater. His bicep flexes as he keeps his large hand steady against the kitten's little mouth. He's smiling down at her, looking all big and heroic. My heart switches places with my stomach. “Oh my God, she's so cute,” I whisper as I carefully approach them. Jaxon turns to me immediately while the kitten meows again, like I've just interrupted a nice time. She rubs her face on Jaxon's big palm as if savoring his touch. I guess I'm not the only girl smitten by him. “I f

“Do you need a little something, sweetheart?” His raspy words make my whole body tremble, heat making my cunt throb. I nod fervently, rubbing my butt harder on his rigid erection. I can't think properly; all I want is for him to tear off my trousers and sink that cock inside me. “Yes, I'm achy and hot…” I lick my chapped lips, my hands trembling on his arm around me. “Where, doll?” he rasps again. God, he's making it all worse. How fucking weak and hot I am right now. His hot forehead is pressed to my cheek, staying still as he lets me ride his erection. “Everywhere,” I whimper. He tsks, and I swear my pussy leaks. “You have to tell me, that's how it works, princess,” he says in a low voice. I try to speak but I can only moan, his hard breaths brushing my face. “Is it here?” His hand slides up to cup my breast. Oh shit. “Mm-hmm,” I bite my lower lip, moving faster against him. He seems to be getting even harder; right now it feels like a metal bat is pressed against my

“Who is that?” I whisper, my heart pounding hard. I'm both scared and horny, his tip is literally still inside me and I'm clenching around it. “I dunno. Not expecting anyone,” he rasps, his hunched shoulders shaking. The knock comes again. It's harder this time, like someone's trying to break in. Jaxon growls and pulls his tip from my pussy with a loud pop. I shiver and hold his arms so he can lift us up. He wraps me in one of the blankets and settles me on the bed. “Stay here, okay?” He brushes my cold cheek with his rough knuckles, and it grounds me in. I watch him quickly put on the trousers he'd flung somewhere before leaving the room. I sigh, holding onto the blanket tight to shield me from the sudden cold. I look over at Snowie and she’s asleep. I wonder what time it is. “He killed Bronxy, Jax. I saw him! The rest of us had to run. Why didn't you come to the caves?” I hear a woman's voice, though it's hoarse, like she's been shouting. “Keep your voice down,” Jaxon whisp