Todos los capítulos de Dirty Affairs With My Daddy’s Bestfriend: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Velvet’s POV“Yes daddy,” I moaned, stretching my legs wider. He cupped it. I squirmed, my legs shaking. “Such a cute, tight cunt. My Obsession.” He smacked it, drooling his fingers from the back and front to the midst. “I will never get tired of this sweet cunt.” His fingers trailed me again. “Urghh–” I moaned. “Fuck me right away,” I whispered to him. Stop teasing. I turned back and caught him stroking his cock, smirking, ready to dive inside of me. “Yeah…. fuck….please.” I turned quickly, waiting to feel his balls at my entrance. The tip brushed, I bent lower. “Ready to take my big cock, naughty girl?” “Yes Alpha. I'm ready to take all of it.” He slammed it inside, curling up every angle, digging deeper and deeper. He dug in, then drew out, dug in again and pulled out. He pressed deeper on me, almost bending me against the floor. His left hand draped over my boobs holding me firm against his body while his other hand smacked my ass. I bit my lower lip, shaking my he

Velvet’s POVI gulped, staring around. I needed some help but who would help me in this case. Who will I talk to? There was absolutely no one. I sat there, staring with pitiful eyes. “Please help me relate with his wolf.” I said to Luna. Since he wasn't responding positively, I had no choice but to send my wolf, trusting Luna will do a great job as always. But why doesn't he want me as a mate? The reason could go far beyond him not just wanting to get married to his Bestfriend’s daughter. I understand the fact that we're having a secret fucking affairs which no one needed to know, at least for now. At other times, merely looking at the way he looks at me, I want to think he's just fulfilling his duties so I don't go out looking for it. He doesn't want me to be with another boy, he feels I might run into the wrong hands. My expectations started to run low, disappointment doubled. Some minutes ago, I was basking with ecstasy but now drowning in my disappointment. He breathed deep,

Velvet’s POV I hadn't said anything much when he pressed me down the wall of the rest room here. “I'm taking you here, no need to go back to the bedroom.” And with that, he dived in, splitting my walls into two. My initial yelp turned into a series of whimpering moans as he pounded me from behind. His body was praised against mine, only releasing me whenever he had to draw out and pull in again.“So fucking beautiful.” He palmed my ass with both hands as I steadied my hands on the wall while he fucked me. “I want you as my permanent fuck girl. I want you so fucking much.” He groaned. Tickling sensations spiraled, nearly pulling me off the edge. Is it possible to come from words alone? Because I was close to coming. “Argh… fuck….. be gentle daddy.” I cried when he dug in deeper than normal, almost shifting my womb. I'm pretty sure by the time he's done he would not only dislocate my legs but shift my womb. He turned me from the wall where I stood to the other, this time bendi

Velvet’s POVThe morning came too quickly.My body still remembered him, his warmth, his weight, the way his touch made the world blur. My body ached from the intensity of the pleasure from the night before. Every movement reminded me of him, his hands, his mouth, his weight pressing me into the sheets until I forgot where I ended and he began.Zavian had ruined me in every way a man could.Sunlight slid across the floor, soft and golden, warming the tangled sheets that still smelled like him. I reached for his side of the bed, but it was empty. His side of the bed had gone cold.My heart sank. A dull pain stirred in my chest. I knew he had to leave today, but I wasn’t ready to let him go.Outside the room, I heard faint voices, the servants talking, wheels of luggage rolling along the marble hallway. The sound made everything real. He was leaving.I pulled his white shirt over my shoulders, the one he had worn last night before he tore it off. It hung loosely on me, brushing my thi

Zavian’s POVMy flight to Switzerland was quiet and peaceful.I watched clouds drift below the jet’s wings, a mixture of white and silver against the morning sky. My mind wasn’t on the meeting ahead or the wedding. It was on Velvet.She had looked so small in my shirt this morning, her lips trembling as she told me not to go. I could still smell her raspberry shampoo, her warmth on my skin. Leaving her had felt wrong. But when duty calls you answer.The pilot’s voice broke my thoughts. “Alpha, we’ll land in Swissville in ten minutes.”I nodded and adjusted my jacket, taking in the view. Below us, the snowy peaks of Switzerland glimmered like shards of glass. The Swissville Pack’s territory looked like something straight from a magazine: frozen lakes, grand stone mansions, and a vast estate at the center where the wedding would take place.The moment the jet touched down, I was greeted by men in tailored black suits. “Welcome, Alpha Zavian,” one of them said, bowing slightly. “Alpha F