Todos los capítulos de Alpha Daddies Knows Best: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Liliana Grace Harlan POVDad’s call had been short.“Lock the doors. Don’t open for anyone except me. There’s been a break in the case and the killer is targeting families of cops. I’ll be home as soon as I can. Love you.”And the line went dead before I could ask a single question.A cold chill seeped into my bones, settling there as the silence closed in. The house felt different after that, bigger and colder.I’d been home from college for winter break for weeks now, yet it still didn’t feel like home. Dad barely came back anymore, always on the case, always gone.Christmas lights twinkled in the living room, fairy lights casting a soft golden glow over the walls. They should’ve felt warm and comforting. Instead, they looked lonely and so was I.Dad wouldn’t be home until tomorrow, that's if I was lucky.“Another Christmas without them,” I whispered into the empty room.My fingers tightened around my phone as I stared at the photo on the screen, the one I’d never replaced.Little m

Liliana Grace Harlan POVI couldn’t move.I was paralyzed by the shock of being caught and by the hottest, most shattering orgasm I’d just chased while whispering their names like a prayer.My body was still shaking, still riding the brutal aftershocks.Thighs splayed wide, panties shoved crudely aside, hand frozen between my legs, two fingers pressed hard against my pulsing clit, slick and trembling, like my body was waiting for permission to do anything at all.My brain couldn’t catch up.Was this real?Were they actually here in my room, or was I still lost in the fantasy, dreaming them into existence?My chest heaved, lungs burning, skin flushed and glistening with sweat. Every nerve was still humming, clit throbbing with vicious little echoes, inner thighs slick and trembling.I’d finally gotten the chance to see them again after two long years and now they were meeting me like this, exposed and wrecked.They’d seen everything. I was certain, and there was no taking it back.Part

Liliana Grace Harlan POVDante didn’t move, but the shift in him was instantaneous. "Stop," he said. His eyes swept over them in a slow, deliberate arc: Jaxon first, then Nikolai, then Elias half-lost in the shadows by the wall. “Could you both stop being so fucking inappropriate for five seconds?” The profanity sounded almost foreign in his velvet mouth. “She’s sitting right here. Listening to every filthy word you’re throwing at her like she’s not even in the room. Back off."Though they didn’t. The room crackled anyway with their barely restrained argument, voices overlapping in that dangerous, possessive rhythm that made my pulse thunder in my ears and every shallow breath feel stolen from someone else’s lungs. They were debating what I needed, what my body was screaming in silent, humiliating pulses, while I burned alive under the weight of their scrutiny.Dante kept quiet through all of it. He didn’t interrupt again. Didn’t snap back. He si

Liliana Grace Harlan POV Elias’s gaze flicked from me to Dante, then back. “How long?” His voice was low and gravelly, rough, breaking the silence like a stone dropped in still water. Dante didn’t answer right away. His thumb kept stroking calmly and deliberately, but I felt the shift in him, the doctor retreating, the protector rising. “Until the threat’s eliminated,” he said quietly. “Days. Maybe weeks.” Nikolai let out a soft, dark laugh that lifted every fine hair on my arms. “Well, princess…” He stepped closer, hands still buried in his pockets, grin curling slow and wicked. “Looks like you’re moving in.” My pulse slammed so hard I was sure they could hear it echoing off the walls. Dante’s fingers tightened just a fraction around my wrist. “You’re safe,” he murmured, the words velvet-soft but edged with steel, meant only for me. “No one touches you unless I say so. Not even them. Not until you’re ready.” But the way the others looked at me now, Jaxon's jaw ticking with barel

back, hips pressing insistently against my mouth, grinding and rolling over me, dragging my tongue deep inside her tight, slick core. I thrust, curling and flicking my tongue against the walls that clenched and pulsed around me, stroking the spot that made her shiver violently. My hand cupped her breast, kneading and squeezing, fingers pressing into the taut flesh as her belly drew in sharply, a tremor rolling through her, and a ragged, broken moan tore from her throat.“Ah… Caesar… yes… just like that…” She gasped, voice trembling, breath hitching as she pressed harder into me, hips bucking, desperate for more.“You like that, little fire?” I mumbled, voice low and rough, tongue sliding, curling, and pressing inside her core, tracing the sensitive ridges that made her whimper. “Tell me you love it.”“Yes… I love it, Caesar… Please… Don’t stop… I love it…” She responded, rocking her hips insistently into my mouth, grinding closer, chasing every flick, every push of my tongue as I teas