Breed Me, Daddy Alpha-Chapter 134

Lyra

The second he lined up behind me, my legs nearly gave out.

I was still in my wolf form, my tail lifted, my chest pressed into the bed, my whole body trembling from how hard I was trying to stay still. Damon was behind me, naked again, in his human body now—huge, covered in sweat, his cock throbbing and hard and dripping as it pressed right against my swollen, soaked entrance.

I was panting.

Literally panting like a wild animal. My tongue was hanging out. My paws were clawing at the sheets. My heat was so loud inside my head I could barely hear myself think.

And I was narrating every single second of it in my own mind like I was giving a live sex commentary.

Oh my God. He’s gonna do it. He’s actually going to fuck me in wolf form. I can feel it. He’s right there. His cock is so hot. I swear to the Moon, it’s pulsing. He hasn’t even pushed in and I already feel full. I’m so wet. I’m dripping. I think I left a stain on the bed. That’s so disgusting. He probably loves it. Fuck. I hope he loves it.

He growled behind me, low and sharp, and then I felt his hand on my back. He stroked my fur, slow and rough, his fingers sliding all the way down to my hips, and when I shifted under his touch, my body responding like it had been waiting for this exact moment all my life, he leaned forward and whispered into the back of my neck.

"You ready to be knotted like a good little Omega bitch?"

I moaned.

Out loud. In wolf form.

It was high-pitched and humiliating and made my tail twitch like I was begging for it.

And then he started pushing in.

The moment the head of his cock pressed between my folds, I thought I was going to explode. I was so sensitive I flinched. I was so slick it slid right in—just the tip—but it still made me jerk forward on the bed like he’d just knocked the air out of me.

My body tried to clamp down on him. I was throbbing. Pulsing. My inner walls were squeezing so hard it felt like I was trying to suck him in before I even had him.

And I couldn’t stop thinking.

Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy fucking shit. That’s it. That’s the tip. That’s just the tip. That’s not even half. That’s not even close. And it already hurts so good I want to scream. How the hell is he going to fit that whole thing inside me? Is he trying to split me in half? Is that what this is?

He pushed deeper.

Slow. Steady. Ruthless.

And I screamed.

I screamed into the mattress, my back arching, my tail curling tighter. My cunt was clenching so hard around him I felt him pause like he needed to breathe. But he didn’t stop. He just growled again, darker this time, and kept going.

Every inch was agony. Every inch was perfect.

I was being stretched open in a way I’d never felt before. Every vein. Every ridge. Every hard, pulsing throb of his cock rubbed against my inner walls until I felt like my entire body was tightening around him just to survive it.

And then he bottomed out.

Balls deep.

His hips slammed into my ass with a sharp, wet sound that echoed through the cabin, and I swear to the Moon, I blacked out for a second.

And then it hit me.

He was inside.

All the way.

His cock was buried in my cunt. His hands were gripping my fur. His chest was pressed against my back, and I could feel his breath on my shoulder as he pulled out just a little—

And then slammed back in.

And I lost my fucking mind.

I moaned so loud I startled myself. My legs shook. My paws slipped on the sheets. My entire body was convulsing from the sheer, overwhelming sensation of being fucked like a beast.

He was thrusting now. Hard. Deep. Brutal. His cock pounded into me over and over, and each time it hit the deepest part of me, I saw stars. My moans were getting louder. My thoughts were getting faster. My body was unraveling.

Oh fuck. Oh fuck. He’s huge. He’s so fucking deep. I can feel it. I can feel every thrust. I think he’s touching my cervix. I’m going to die. I’m going to come. I’m going to come so hard I bark or pass out or both. This is insane. This is—this is—

And then I felt it.

The knot.

Swollen. Hot. Stretching me.

Pushing against the entrance of my pussy like it was trying to force its way in and never come out.

I cried out.

Loud. Broken. Desperate.

And he didn’t stop.

He grabbed my hips tighter. Pulled me back into him. And shoved forward hard, slamming the growing base of his cock against my entrance, trying to force that fat knot into a hole that wasn’t ready for it.

But I was ready.

My body didn’t know how to take it, but my soul did. My wolf did. My heat did.

I pushed back.

I screamed again.

And then it popped in.

The knot. Locked. Sealed. Mine.

My entire body spasmed.

I came so hard I felt the world tilt. My eyes rolled back. My cunt clamped down so violently I heard him growl like an animal losing control. I was sobbing into the bed. Shaking. Trembling. Milking him with everything I had.

And then he came.

Inside me.

Hot.

Endless.

Flooding my womb with thick, sticky cum that spilled around the knot and soaked the sheets under us.

I couldn’t stop shaking.

I couldn’t stop thinking.

I’m knotted. I’m full. I can feel it. I can feel his cock pulsing. I can feel his cum pouring into me. I can feel the stretch. It hurts. It feels good. It hurts so good I never want it to stop. He’s claiming me. He’s breeding me. He’s ruined me.

He leaned down. Kissed the back of my neck.

"Good girl," he whispered against my fur, still inside me. "So fucking good. You took my knot like you were made for it."

"You took me so well. So fucking perfectly. You’re everything, kitten. Every part of you. This wolf. That cunt. That soft little moan when I stretch you. I could live inside you."

I whimpered.

I wasn’t even trying to be quiet anymore. I was panting into the mattress, drooling, twitching. My back legs were trembling. My cunt was clenching again around his knot even though I’d just come so hard I couldn’t see straight.

"I should’ve chased you sooner," he murmured against my ear, dragging his hand down my spine again. "You look so pretty like this. All fur and sweat and slick. You look like mine. You are mine."

He pressed his chest against my back again, rubbing it there like he wanted to fuse us together, and I swear I could feel his cock still throbbing. Still hard. Still locked.

"I think I want to keep you knotted like this for hours. I think I want to wake up every day buried in this pussy, in this perfect little body, leaking down your thighs and—"

"Dad!!!"

The voice cut through the air.

High. Loud.

Too close.

"Dad, hurry!! Come downstairs now!! I have a surprise for you!!"

I froze.

My heart stopped.

Damon went perfectly still behind me, except for his cock—still pulsing—still deeply, completely inside me.

And my thoughts?

They exploded.

No. No. No. No. No. This is not happening. This is a hallucination. My brain made that up. That’s not real. Tasha is not downstairs. She did not just yell for her dad. She does not say she had a surprise. I’m knotted. I’m literally knotted to her father. My Alpha’s cock is inside me. His cum is still leaking out of me. There is no way in the seven hells she is downstairs right now.

But she was.

And she was yelling again.

"Come on!! I swear, you’re gonna love it! It’s a big one!"

Damon cursed.

Out loud.

Low. Dangerous. So rough I felt it shake through his chest into mine.

"Fuck."

And I wanted to cry.

Because we were still tied. Still locked. Still stuck together, his knot sealing me shut like a fucking cork, and we couldn’t separate until it went down. Which it hadn’t. It wasn’t even close. If anything, the panic had made me clench harder.

I was whimpering now. Full-blown spiraling. Still in wolf form. Still knotted. Still filled with enough cum to breed a litter. And my best friend was downstairs, calling for the man who just broke me open and promised to never let me go.

"Damon," I hissed through the bond, my voice high and cracked with panic. "Damon, I can’t shift back like this. I’m knotted. I’m leaking. My legs are shaking. I think I’m going to cry."

"Stay still," he growled, his voice sharp but not unkind. "Don’t move. Don’t say anything. Let me handle it."

And then she yelled again.

"Daaaaad! Are you seriously ignoring me right now? Rude!!"