Breed Me. Daddy Alpha novel Chapter 223

~Lyra~

“I’m creative,” I said with a grin that could’ve gotten me suspended from school and excommunicated from church. “And also very committed to your academic success, Mr. Thornvale.”

I dragged my fingers slowly up his chest as I said it, watching the way his body reacted beneath my touch. Every muscle in him tightened like I was pulling strings in all the right places.

His jaw clenched. His eyes darkened. His breath came slower and heavier like he was already imagining everything I hadn’t even said yet.

And honestly, that just encouraged me. Because I could feel it in the air-that slow, dangerous kind of heat building between us, thick and heavy, the kind that makes your chest rise too fast and your thighs press together on instinct.

But I wasn’t done. Of course not. I never am.

“In fact,” I continued, tilting my head and giving him my most innocent, most untrustworthy smile, “I think it’s really important for struggling students to receive… personal tutoring. One-on-one sessions. Private, focused, hands-on guidance. I’m talking the kind of close supervision that leaves bite marks and straight As.”

He still hadn’t moved. But I could feel the restraint in him like it was a living thing. His hand on my thigh was gripping tighter now, fingers flexing just slightly, and I knew he was holding himself back with everything he had.

“I’d have you come to my classroom after hours,” I went on, my voice softer now, sweeter, even more dangerous. “I’d be wearing a white blouse, tight pencil skirt, heels-obviously.

“And I’d sit on the desk, legs crossed, glasses on, grading papers while you walk in looking guilty and hard and desperate. “You’d try to apologize for not paying attention in class, but I’d stop you. I’d say, ‘Mr. Thornvale, your behavior has been completely unacceptable. You’ve left me no choice but to discipline you.””

He exhaled slowly through his nose, and his grip on my thigh tightened again.

“I’d stand up,” I whispered, completely caught in my own fantasy now, “walk right up to you, and tilt your chin up with my ruler. I’d tell you to kneel. Right there. On the classroom floor. And if you hesitated even once, I’d say, ‘Do you want to fail, Damon? Or do you want to prove to me how badly you want to stay in this class?””

His breathing had changed. He was staring at me now like he was two seconds from forgetting the entire world existed. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop.

“And once you were on your knees,” I continued, dragging my fingers back down his chest, “I’d sit back on the desk, spread my legs, and make you use your mouth until I told you to stop.

“And I wouldn’t say a word the whole time. I’d just look down at you, completely silent, grading you with my eyes. And if I was feeling generous, if you were obedient and eager and didn’t mouth off like you always do, I might just let you cum when class is over.”

Damon didn’t speak. He didn’t blink. His entire body was vibrating now, not with fear or hesitation, but with pure, primal restraint.

“And,” I added, eyes wide and lips parted in fake innocence, “if you behaved for the rest of the week, I’d let you stay for extra credit. Hands-on exams. Oral quizzes. Maybe even a group project if you’re feeling brave.”

That was it.

He didn’t laugh.

He just leaned in even closer, letting his lips graze my neck, his breath hot against my skin, and he said, “You don’t think I would?”

His hand moved up my thigh, slow but firm, fingers dragging against my skin like he owned it.

He was so close now, his voice sinking lower, darker, like he was warning me and seducing me at the same time.

My thighs instinctively parted. My chest rose too fast. My entire body reacted before my brain could catch up.

“No,” I said again, but it came out wrong. Soft. Shaky. Desperate. I sounded like a liar and we both knew it. “You’re the Alpha now. You’re responsible. You care about me and the baby. You wouldn’t..”

“Ten seconds, kitten,” he cut in, his voice rough and deep and deadly calm. “Ten seconds to shut that smart little mouth before I fuck the teacher fantasy out of your brain and make the pack doctor walk in on her Luna drooling all over Daddy’s cock.”