Breed Me. Daddy Alpha novel Chapter 235

~Lyra~

I know y’all might be wondering..like seriously wondering..”Oh my God, she’s pregnant now, so she should be taking it easy, right? Like soft kisses, no bouncing, no full-body trembling while a massive Alpha dick is buried inside her?”

Yeah… no. Hell no. Never!

You wanna sit there and tell me you don’t ride your husband or your man, or your baby daddy Alpha…while you’re pregnant?

“You don’t arch your back and beg him to go deeper just to feel how tight your pussy is while your belly’s already glowing from the last time he knotted you? You don’t cry when he takes it slow because your body is so hot and hormonal that you actually need him to break the bed again?

Because me? I am so horny I think I’m going insane.

Like not regular horny. Not oops-I-had-a-dream kind of horny. I mean full-on dripping, pussy-clenching, clit-throbbing heat kind of horny, and it’s made worse by the fact that Damon just blindfolded me and said he was taking me to the playroom.

And I didn’t even know there was a playroom in this house. I live here. I’ve crawled on the floor of his bedroom.

I’ve eaten cereal in the kitchen naked. I’ve slept with my legs open and my tits leaking all over his chest every night for the past month. And now suddenly there’s a sex room?

He’s leading me through a hallway I swear wasn’t there yesterday, one hand firm on my waist, the other gripping my wrist like he owns it..which he does.

I can’t see anything. My eyes are covered by this soft black silk he tied earlier, and my balance is already gone because my thighs are shaking and my pussy is embarrassingly wet. My nipples are so sensitive now.

“Damon,” I breathed, heart pounding, “when did you even build a playroom? Why do I feel like I’ve never seen this part of the house? And wait…was this built for that bitch!”

Yeah. I said it.

I don’t know why it came out of my mouth at that exact moment..maybe because I was blindfolded and being walked butt- naked into a secret sex dungeon that I had no idea existed in this house, and my brain was short-circuiting.

I mean, what else is new? I talk when I’m nervous. I talk when I’m turned on. I talk when I’m gagged. I just talk. And right now? I was doing all three.

But Damon didn’t even hesitate.

“Never,” he said behind me, low and dark. “I built this just for you. I knew this time would come.”

My breath caught in my throat.

My knees wobbled.

My pussy clenched.

“What?” I breathed, my voice already sounding fucked-out even though he hadn’t touched me properly yet. “What do you mean just for me?”

He kept guiding me forward..calm, completely in control..like he wasn’t dropping a nuclear bomb on my brain with every step we took.

“When did you build it?” I asked, already spiraling. “How long ago? Why didn’t I know about it? How the actual fuck did I not notice a whole-ass dungeon in this house? I live here. I know every room.

“You’re gonna love it,” he said. “Because I know your body better than you do.”

He pulled his fingers from my mouth with a slick pop and stepped behind me. I felt his hand wrap around my wrists, pulling them behind my back slowly.

He moved like he was unwrapping a present.only I was the present. His filthy little Omega toy. Knocked up. Blindfolded. Soaking wet. Nervous. Needy. And ready to be tied up like a doll he could play with for hours.

The leather cuffs were cold when they wrapped around my wrists. It was cold and smooth and tight. I felt the buckle.

I whimpered again. My tits were already leaking. I felt it..little beads of milk dripping down my skin as my breath came in short, hot pants.

“You don’t get to speak unless I want to hear your voice,” Damon said as he adjusted the cuffs. “You don’t get to beg unless I say you can. You don’t come unless I give you permission.”

“Wait,” I whimpered, voice trembling. “What if I mess up?”

He leaned down, his lips brushing the shell of my ear.

“Then I’ll spank you,” he said. “I’ll gag you. I’ll spread you open and make you say sorry with your cunt.”