Breed Me. Daddy Alpha novel Chapter 239

~Lyra~

The second he shifted, I felt it hit me like a fucking train. Not just in my cunt, not just in my swollen belly or my aching, clamped nipples and I felt it everywhere.

In my fucking soul. In the marrow of my bones.

His body cracked. His fangs pushed through. His claws scratched the desk.

And I moaned so loud the sound bounced off the walls and came right back into my throat.

My mouth was soaked with drool. My pussy was stretched open and twitching around his cock, but the second the beast inside Damon came out, I knew I hadn’t been fucked yet. Not really.

Everything before this had been the warm-up. This was the moment he stopped pretending to be careful. And I wanted it. I wanted all of it.

He didn’t speak.

He growled.

A noise that rumbled from his chest and shook the desk I was bent over.

“Fuck,” he snarled, and I swear to the fucking Moon, the sound of it made my clit pulse like it could hear him.

He slammed into me so hard the wood cracked beneath my hips. My tits bounced. My scream ripped out like a fucking orgasm in sound form.

“Damon!” I wailed, but he was already pounding again. Harder. Faster. So deep I couldn’t breathe. So brutal the desk legs shifted. So animal it didn’t feel like sex anymore, it felt like destruction.

His hands were everywhere. One fisted in my hair so tight it burned. The other slapped my tits, then grabbed it in a brutal squeeze until I cried out from the mix of pain and pure fucking need.

Milk squirted down my belly and onto the desk. He moaned. He moaned. A raw, fucked-out, low groan that sounded like a monster cumming inside me already.

“Fuck..fuck…your tits,” he grunted through clenched teeth, biting down on my shoulder while his knot slammed against my pussy with each stroke. “You’re leaking like a good little bitch..take it-fucking take it—”

I was taking it. But I was sobbing. Screaming. Cumming. My body was jerking with every thrust. My pussy was milking his cock like it was made for it. My ass was burning from the slaps. My nipples were screaming from the clamps. And still I cried, ” More-Damon-please-more-don’t stop..”

He flipped me not on my belly cause he was careful.

He didn’t stop. Didn’t slow. He just reached down, tore the cuffs, and flipped me onto my back with a snarl that shook the room. My legs spread wide on instinct.

My belly curved between us. His cock didn’t even slide out, he just rammed in harder from the front. His eyes were gold. His long tongue dragged across my tits. His fingers reached down and slammed two fingers into my clit so hard I choked.

“Fuck-fuck-fuck-I’m gonna break you,” he growled, his voice shaking with lust and rage and love and everything he’d been holding back. “I’m gonna knot you so deep you’ll taste it in your throat.”

“Do it,” I sobbed. “Do it, Damon. Ruin me.”

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