All Chapters of Alpha Daddies Knows Best: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

CEASAR'S POV Vera's breath hitched, sharp and audible in the quiet cabin. She obeyed instantly, without question, without hesitation. The silk parted like water as her thighs fell open on the leather seat, knees trembling, exposing everything, her swollen, flushed pussy lips still puffy and glistening from earlier, the slick mess of her arousal smeared across her skin. Another slow bead of her own wetness slipped free right in front of my eyes, rolling lazily down her inner thigh like a confession. I haven’t even touched her yet. Just looked and let her feel my stare like a brand burning straight between her legs. “That’s it,” I murmured, thumb still tracing the bite on her shoulder, slow and possessive. “Show me what’s mine.” She shifted slightly, thighs spreading wider, hips tilting up just enough to give me the perfect view of her ruined, dripping cunt still open from my cock, still pulsing, still begging. I slid one hand up the inside of her leg slowly, fingertips dragging

JANEVERA'S POV A soft, melodic laugh floated in. “I’m so sorry I’m late. Traffic was murder. Please tell me I’m not too late?” My stomach dropped like a stone. Caesar stepped aside, and she glided into the living room like she owned every inch of it, tall, hourglass curves poured into a sleek black dress that hugged every line, makeup flawless, carrying a large silver case. Her gaze swept over me completely naked, flushed crimson, thighs glistening with cum and squirt, nipples peaked, lips swollen, hair a wild mess. The entire room reeked of raw, fresh sex, and there was no hiding it. One perfectly sculpted brow arched, slow and knowing, as her gaze raked over me, sprawled on the ruined, wet couch, skin gleaming with sweat, nipples still diamond-hard, Caesar’s crimson handprints still blazing across my ass and thighs like brands. Then her eyes slid to him, standing shirtless beside her, the soaked fabric of his boxers stretched obscenely over his still-rigid cock, the thick, angr

CEASAR'S POV Vera's breath hitched, sharp and audible in the quiet cabin. She obeyed instantly, without question, without hesitation. The silk parted like water as her thighs fell open on the leather seat, knees trembling, exposing everything, her swollen, flushed pussy lips still puffy and glistening from earlier, the slick mess of her arousal smeared across her skin. Another slow bead of her own wetness slipped free right in front of my eyes, rolling lazily down her inner thigh like a confession. I haven’t even touched her yet. Just looked and let her feel my stare like a brand burning straight between her legs. “That’s it,” I murmured, thumb still tracing the bite on her shoulder, slow and possessive. “Show me what’s mine.” She shifted slightly, thighs spreading wider, hips tilting up just enough to give me the perfect view of her ruined, dripping cunt still open from my cock, still pulsing, still begging. I slid one hand up the inside of her leg slowly, fingertips dragging

JANEVERA'S POV Ceasar snapped his hips forward, the wet, heavy slap of his balls against my ass ringing out like a claim. His cock plunged in and out with vicious precision, stretching my swollen walls, filling me to the hilt, the curved head battering that spot inside that made my toes curl and my vision spark white. His groans tangled with my broken moans, raw and animal, drowning everything else until the room was nothing but slick skin, filthy sounds, and the scent of us fucking like the world was ending. He ground deeper, rolling his hips in a slow, filthy circle so the fat, swollen crown kissed my cervix with sweet, punishing pressure. The sharp, delicious burn detonated through me, I gasped, sobbed, back arching off the leather as tears pricked my eyes from the overwhelming stretch. Then he began to pump into me again, faster. No warm-up and neither mercy, just pure, animal rhythm, his hips snapping forward, cock pistoning in and out of my soaked, ruined cunt with brutal a

CEASAR'S POV Vera's breath hitched, sharp and audible in the quiet cabin. She obeyed instantly, without question, without hesitation. The silk parted like water as her thighs fell open on the leather seat, knees trembling, exposing everything, her swollen, flushed pussy lips still puffy and glistening from earlier, the slick mess of her arousal smeared across her skin. Another slow bead of her own wetness slipped free right in front of my eyes, rolling lazily down her inner thigh like a confession. I haven’t even touched her yet. Just looked and let her feel my stare like a brand burning straight between her legs. “That’s it,” I murmured, thumb still tracing the bite on her shoulder, slow and possessive. “Show me what’s mine.” She shifted slightly, thighs spreading wider, hips tilting up just enough to give me the perfect view of her ruined, dripping cunt still open from my cock, still pulsing, still begging. I slid one hand up the inside of her leg slowly, fingertips dragging