Breed Me. Daddy Alpha novel Chapter 243

~Damon~

Fucking hell. She’s so hot it hurts to look at her.

Pregnant and hot Grinding that fat little ass like it was made to tease me into insanity. And it’s working. Every sway of her hips is like a goddamn drug.

Every bounce of those leaking tits makes my cock twitch so hard it aches. She knows it too. That’s the worst part. My little kitten knows exactly what she’s doing to me, and she’s fucking loving it.

I didn’t know Lyra could be like this.

I didn’t know she could turn into this wild, filthy, cocky little nymph who struts around with my knot still leaking out of her and tells me what to do like I’m hers.

And I am.

Fucking hell, I am.

Oh, how much she’s grown.

How much I’ve changed her.

How much I’ve broken and rebuilt her into this perfect fucking Omega slut who’s not just mine-she’s proud to be mine. She doesn’t even flinch anymore when I growl. She moans. She smiles. She bends over and makes it clap.

My little kitten is all grown up. And she’s fucking sexy.

She got in front of me and bent over, ass in the air, cunt dripping, tits swinging, and I nearly lost my shit. She knew what she was doing. Every time she bit her lip, every time she moaned Daddy in that breathless, teasing voice, I felt my control slipping inch by inch.

I had already shifted back. My bones were cracked into place, my claws had retracted, but my wolf… he wasn’t calm. He wasn’t satisfied.

He was prowling beneath my skin, teeth bared, eyes burning, and he was whispering things in my head I could barely handle.

“Look at her. Look what we did.”

“She’s pregnant with our pups. And she’s still begging to be bred again.”

“She’s ours. Our cunt. Our bitch. Our throne”

“She dances for us now. She rides for us now. She commands because we trained her to obey, and now she’s showing off what she learned.”

“Let her. Let her take control. She’s not done breaking us.”

“You want her to ride you so bad you’re drooling, Alpha. Let her mount. Let her grind. Let her flood you until your cock forgets how to stop.”

I clenched my jaw. My arms were shaking. My cock was already soaked in her slick and throbbing against my stomach. She had told me to put my hands up. Told me to lean back and spread my legs. And I did.

Not because I lost control.

But because I needed to fucking see what she’d do with the power she’d just taken.

She stepped over me like she owned the world. She straddled my lap like she’d done it a thousand times. And when she started to roll her hips, slow, taunting, slick dragging over the head of my cock, I felt something inside me crack.

Right over the spot that always made me growl. I clenched my fists tighter above my head, my jaw ticking as she moved to the other side and did it again-only this time slower, wetter, with her tongue trailing just behind the heat of her breath.

She kissed down to my collarbone, dragging her mouth across the ridge like she was tasting salt, like she was tasting me, and I felt the heat from her tongue run straight to the base of my cock.

When she got to my chest, she didn’t stop. She licked one line all the way down the center of my sternum, slow and steady, and the second she hit my abs, she dragged her tongue in lazy little zigzags that made every muscle in my body twitch.

She didn’t break eye contact. Not once. Her eyes stayed on mine, daring me to move, daring me to speak, daring me to lose control.

And I wanted to.

I wanted to grab her hair. I wanted to shove my cock in her mouth. I wanted to throw her on the floor and fuck her until she cried.

But I didn’t.

Because she told me not to.

Because her voice had shifted.

Because she was in control now.

And I wanted to see how far she’d take it.