Breed Me. Daddy Alpha novel Chapter 276

~Lyra~

How would you feel standing in front of two identical brothers, both of them carved from the same dangerous beauty, both of them radiating enough power to crush you just by looking your way?

I will not lie to you. I was already in tears. My vision blurred, my chest ached, and my throat felt like it was closing. I did not even know what was happening anymore.

My wolf was begging me to calm down, whispering inside my head that I needed to breathe, that I needed to stay still, but the more I tried, the harder I cried.

My body shook like a leaf in a storm because the scene unfolding in front of me did not even feel real. It was as if I was standing inside some twisted nightmare where two Damons had been set loose to destroy each other and I was the one who had lit the fire.

It was terrifying because when I looked at them, I could barely tell them apart.

The only difference between them was their clothes. It was like watching Damon fight his reflection, and the thought alone made my chest hurt so badly I could barely stand.

And yet, here is the part that makes me feel sick even admitting it: Daren had some kind of sick effect on me.

Goddess help me, I do not know why, and I hate myself for even feeling it. He should repulse me, but when his filthy words slipped from his mouth, when he looked at me with those eyes that mirrored Damon’s but burned with darker hunger, I felt something I should never have felt.

I felt heat twist low in my stomach, an ache that had no place there. It was wrong. It was shameful. It should not be happening.

But my body betrayed me, reacting to the filth he promised as if my nerves could not tell the difference between danger and desire.

What is wrong with me? Why, when I heard him speak about what he would do to me, did I feel a sensation shoot through me, leaving me trembling, my thighs clenching together like I was caught between horror and need?

I wanted to scream at myself to stop, to shut it down, to erase the thought. But I could not. Because even though Damon was about to break his twin brother’s face in two for daring to say it, my heart hammered against my ribs with confusion and fire that made me want to hide from my own skin.

“Damon, please, just stop!” I cried, my voice shaking so badly it broke in the middle of his name. I rushed forward, grabbing his arm with both my hands. “Babe, listen to me, please. Damon! Damon, please stop! Please, I am begging you!”

“You have me, Damon, every part of me, every piece of me already belongs to you. I do not want him, I do not need him, I hate him for saying those things, I hate him for looking at me that way.

“She tells you she hates me, but her body betrays her. I saw it, I smelled it, I felt it the second I spoke. You may own her in name, Damon, but her body is curious. Her body wonders. Her body aches to know what it would feel like if I slid inside her instead of you.

“You think her tears are only for you? No, brother. She is crying because the thought of me will not leave her. I am already in her head, I am already under her skin, and you cannot beat me out of her no matter how hard you try.”

“Shut your mouth,” Damon snarled, but Daren’s smirk widened as if he had been waiting for that exact response.

“She clings to you now,” Daren continued, his eyes flicking to me, lingering in a way that made my stomach burn with both shame and heat, “but when she is alone at night, she will think of me.

“She will remember the way I said I would touch her, the way I would taste her, the way I would worship her body instead of breaking it. And when that thought takes root, she will tremble, she will ache, she will touch herself with your name on her lips but my face in her head.

“You cannot stop it. You cannot stop me. Because she already knows I am different from you, and different is temptation.” “Get out of my sight, Daren. Now.”