Breed Me, Daddy Alpha-Chapter 133
Lyra
I rolled onto my hands and knees, chest still heaving, sweat dripping down the curve of my ass, and I looked back at him over my shoulder with my hair in my mouth and a smile on my lips.
"Come catch me, Daddy."
And then I bolted again.
One more time.
One last sprint. Into the mansion. Through the doorway. Toward the bed.
I didn’t even make it halfway before he caught me.
He lunged.
Grabbed me by the waist. Tossed me onto the mattress so hard it bounced.
And then he was on me.
Not gentle. Not slow.
Just sweat. Heat. Cock pressed against my folds. His chest pinning me down. His voice in my ear—
"You wanted to be hunted, kitten. Now I’m going to fuck you until your wolf can’t walk."
I nodded as my fur spilled back over my body in a rush. My paws touched the sheets. My tail lifted like it had a mind of its own. And just like that—I was in wolf form, on his bed, panting, trembling, my heat-slick already soaking the covers beneath me.
And then I felt it.
His hand.
Running down the slope of my back like he was petting something sacred.
"Fuck," he muttered out loud, his voice cracked and low like it physically hurt him to hold back. "Look at you."
I blinked, ears twitching, breath stuck somewhere between a gasp and a whimper.
(You are the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen.)
His voice was inside me again. That mind-link wrapping around my skull like silk, tugging on every thought until I couldn’t think straight anymore.
(I didn’t know a wolf could look like this. So soft. So fierce. So ready. Your fur is shining, baby. You smell like sin. Your tail’s so high I can see how wet you are from across the room.)
I whimpered.
Not cute.
Desperate.
High-pitched and humiliating and needy as fuck.
Because no one had ever said anything like that to me before. No one had ever looked at me and seen me. Not my human form. Not my wolf. Not the messy little girl trapped between both who didn’t know how to stop overthinking for two goddamn seconds.
But he saw all of it.
And he wanted it.
He wanted me.
"You’re perfect," he whispered again, crouching beside the bed and running his hand down my spine in long, slow strokes that made my hips twitch and my cunt clench. "Every part of you. Look at that fur. So dark. So soft. You’re made for this. You’re made to be mounted."
(You know what I see when I look at your wolf?)
I shook my head, panting harder now, tail twitching as my body gave itself away.
(I see the rest of my fucking life.) 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
I swear my whole body stopped breathing.
My paws clawed at the blankets. My tail curled. My heart cracked open.
Because I wasn’t used to that.
Not from him. Not from anyone.
He looked at me like I was sacred.
Like I was the most precious thing to ever breathe.
(Do you know how good you smell right now?) he added, and I swear I felt his voice in my belly. (You smell like heat and surrender and moonlight. You smell like mine. I want to spend hours just licking your slick off your fur. I want to taste every part of you before I even think about putting my cock in.)
I whimpered again, louder this time. I arched my back, lifted my tail higher, and gave him the one thing I knew he wanted—access.
And he groaned.
Rough. Broken. Human and wolf and hunger rolled into one.
(You want me to claim you like this, don’t you?)
Yes. Yes. Yes.
(You want to feel my knot stretch that tight little cunt and tie us together until you can’t even think anymore. You want me to bite the back of your neck while I fill you so full you feel it in your chest.)
I dropped my head to the mattress and moaned like a bitch in heat.
Because that’s what I was.
Not a girl.
Not a good Omega.
Just his.
Wet. Open. Begging.
He climbed behind me, finally, finally mounting me, his hands digging into my fur, his cock pressing against my folds, hot and twitching and so fucking ready.
And still, he didn’t rush.
He leaned forward, his chest against my back, his mouth near my ear, and he whispered—
"You are the most beautiful wolf I have ever seen."
I whined.
I melted.
And when he finally pushed in?
I shattered.







