Breed Me, Daddy Alpha-Chapter 21.

"Fuck baby...fuck..this is what you want right..this monster cock..this thick goddamn cock that would split your cunt in half..."

My teeth sank into my lip.

My head fell back against the headrest.

I didn’t care about the meeting. I didn’t care about control. I didn’t care if the people walking outside could hear me.

I kept talking.

Kept moaning.

Kept claiming her with my voice.

"You’d cry when I shoved this inside you..I know it...tears running down your cheeks...pussy stretched to the limit...fucking made for this cock..."

I could see it.

Her on her knees.

Mouth open.

Drooling.

Eyes begging.

Hands gripping my thighs as she sobbed around the head of my cock, trying to take all of it. Trying to be a good little Omega.

I moaned like I was inside her.

Like I could feel her clenching.

So tight.

So wet.

So small.

"Fuuuck yes..Lyra...fuck yes..baby I’d break you.."

My hand was slick. My wrist was a blur. My body was tensing. I was right there.

My moan came out ragged. Feral. Alpha.

"Ahhh yes..right there..right fucking there..I’m gonna cum..gonna cover myself in it..make you lick it up..make you swallow every drop..fuck yes.."

My voice cracked.

My thighs bucked.

I stroked once more and came like a goddamn beast.

"Ahhhh..ahhh..yes yes yes..fuck Lyra..take it..take it..take all this fucking cum.."

The first rope splattered my abs.

The second hit my chin.

The rest painted my chest, my hand, the seat, the steering wheel, everything.

My whole body trembled. My moans slowed but didn’t stop.

I kept breathing her name.

Kept talking.

Kept claiming.

"Your pussy’s gonna remember this cock..every vein...every inch..I’m gonna fuck it so deep you’ll scream my name in your fucking sleep.."

I licked the cum off my thumb.

Groaned.

Low and slow.

"Fucking sweet..like your slick...like that cunt was made for my mouth..."

My chest was heaving.

My cock was still hard.

Still twitching.

Still begging for more.

I didn’t stop.

I couldn’t.

I wrapped my hand back around the shaft—hot and soaked, thick and slick with cum—and started stroking again.

Dragging my fist from the base all the way to the swollen head, watching the skin pull tight, watching another bead of milky pre-cum leak out like it couldn’t fucking stop.

"Fuck... fuck, I need more... I need to cum again... Moon Goddess, help me..."

I leaned back and moaned. A sound so filthy it shook the air.

I pumped it faster. Harder. My balls were aching. My abs already sticky.

Because it wasn’t enough.

Not until I came again.

Not until I was empty.

"Gonna cum again..fuck..I’m not done..this cock’s still hungry..still fucking leaking..Lyra, you did this..your scent..your pussy..your little voice moaning sir like a fucking slut.."

I growled.

Spit flew from my mouth.

My hand blurred over the shaft. Veins bulged. The head turned a furious red. Pre-cum mixed with the first load and ran down my hand in sticky trails.

"Moon Goddess..fuck..she’s mine..mine..my Omega..my slick little toy..."

"Ahhhh..yes—yes—yes—I’d bend you over the fucking altar—I’d make you worship this cock with your mouth..suck it till you gag—till your tears roll.till you drool on your tits—fuck yes—Lyra—fuck yes.."

My whole body was shaking.

The pressure built again. Harder. Hotter.

My cock swelled in my grip.

Thicker.

Harder.

My voice rose with it.

"Gonna fucking breed you..fill that pussy..pump you full..knot you..lock inside you and make you mine..make you carry my scent..my cum..my fucking name.."

I roared as the second orgasm ripped through me.

Louder than before.

Louder than anything.

"AHHHH YES—YES—LYRA—FUCK YES—TAKE IT—TAKE ALL OF IT.."

Cum exploded out of me again.

Hot.

Heavy ropes splattered my chest. My stomach. My wrist. It poured down my shaft. Painted the inside of the car.

I didn’t breathe for a full thirty seconds.

Just moaned.

Stroked.

Leaked.

My body collapsed against the seat. Muscles twitching. Cum dripping down my abs in thick, glistening trails.

And still...

Still...

My cock didn’t go soft.

It stood there.

Hard.

Red.

Dripping.

Demanding more.

And all I could do was breathe her name.

"Lyra..."

I was breathing like I’d just gone twelve rounds in a fucking cage fight. My chest was soaked in cum. My cock was still hard. My hand was sticky. My throat was raw from moaning her name.

And then the phone rang. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

I growled. The sound that came out of me was pure animal.

I snatched the phone from the passenger seat, glanced at the screen, and saw the name.

Council line.

I swiped to answer.

Didn’t even get a word in.

"Alpha Damon!! We’ve all been fucking waiting for you!! Where the fuck are you?!"

The voice on the other end was loud and dripping with disrespect.

And I snapped.

My voice dropped.

I didn’t shout.

Didn’t need to.

I spoke like a blade sliding through flesh.

"Don’t you dare fucking shout or raise your voice at me again..."

Silence.

"You forget who you’re talking to? You forget the bloodline you answer to? I am not one of your little boys. I am not a beta you bark at. I am your fucking Alpha. So lower your fucking voice."

I licked my lips.

Still tasting my cum on my tongue.

My cock twitched again.

My fist clenched tighter around the phone.

I growled the next words.

"Stay. The fuck. There. I’ll be on my way."

Then I ended the call.

Didn’t wait for a response.

I dropped the phone on the console.

Ran a hand through my hair.

Still breathing hard.

My cock was still out. Still glistening. Still red. Still raging.

I didn’t tuck it back in.

Not yet. I just stared at it. But i know one thing for certain the next time they shout at me?

I wouldn’t speak.

I’d tear their fucking throat out.