Breed Me, Daddy Alpha-Chapter 81

Lyra

He kept thrusting. Hard. Deep. Fast. Each one harder than the last. His hands gripped my waist like he was holding onto his last bit of control and about to lose it.

I could feel him getting bigger. Thicker. His knot was swelling. That hard, round pressure at the base of his cock started to stretch me open all over again.

I cried out. Not in fear. In desperation.

"Yes," I screamed. "Yes, please. Knot me. Knot me again. I want to feel it. I want to feel you swell. I want to feel it lock. I want to feel your cum shoot into me and stay there."

He slapped my ass. So hard the sound echoed.

"You want Daddy’s knot?" he said. "You want me to lock this little cunt and fill you so deep it leaks out for days?"

"Yes, please, fuck me," I cried, my voice cracking under the weight of how badly I needed it, how ruined I already was.

"Please. I want it. I want all of it. I want your cock, I want it so deep it touches places I’ve never even felt before.

"I want it to hurt, Daddy. I want to feel it tomorrow. I want to taste it. I want to remember it when I sit down, when I walk, when I breathe. Please, Damon, please."

I was babbling.

I knew I was.

But I couldn’t stop. The words were pouring out of my mouth like my cunt was the one speaking, like every desperate clench of my pussy was dragging the filth up my throat and forcing it out.

"You want it hard, baby girl?" he growled behind me. "You want to feel me ruin this little cunt again?"

"Yes," I gasped, my fingers clawing at the sheets as I shoved my ass higher in the air. "Yes, fuck, yes. Ruin me. Break me. Make me scream into the mattress.

"I want your cock to stretch me until I cry. I want to feel your knot swell inside me and lock me open. I want you to use me like I’m just a hole for your cum."

He snarled.

I heard it.

I felt it.

His hands gripped my hips and then he slammed into me.

The scream that left my throat was animal. I didn’t even know I could make sounds like that. His cock was so hard, so thick, so hot I felt it pulse the second he filled me.

My pussy clenched around him and the mess was instant. Loud. I could hear the squelch of my slick as he started to thrust and I moaned louder.

"Fuck," I whimpered. "You’re so deep. You’re so fucking deep, Daddy. I can feel you in my belly. You’re stretching me so wide. Oh my God. Oh my God."

He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back while he kept fucking me. My back arched. My mouth fell open. My nipples dragged across the sheets. I was dripping. Drenched.

My thighs were soaked. My ass was jiggling with every brutal slap of his hips against me and all I could think was how fucking good it felt to be owned.

"This is what you wanted, isn’t it?" he grunted. "This is what you were begging for. This tight, greedy little pussy swallowing my cock like it was made for me."

"It was," I moaned. "It was made for you. I swear it was. No one’s ever been inside me like this. You’re the first. The only. The only one who’s ever made me scream like this."

His cock slammed deeper.

I saw stars.

My mouth dropped open again and I moaned so loud I didn’t even care if the whole fucking neighborhood heard me.

"You’re so tight," he groaned, his hands gripping me harder, bruising my hips. "You keep clenching. You keep sucking me in. You’re so wet I can feel your slick on my thighs."

"Because I love it," I cried. "Because your cock makes me wet just from the sound of your voice. I’m soaking your cock, Daddy. I’m soaking your cock and I want you to fuck me until it squirts out of me again. Please. Please don’t stop."

"Say it," he growled.

"Say what?"

"Say what you are."

"I’m your slut," I moaned. "I’m your little fucktoy. I’m your filthy, wet, cum-soaked girl. I’m your best friend’s daughter’s best friend, bent over your bed and begging for your knot."

He slammed in harder.

I choked on my scream.

My pussy fluttered like it couldn’t handle the stretch. His cock was swelling. I could feel it. The knot. The pressure. The growing thickness of him locking inside me.

"Please, Daddy," I sobbed. "Please knot me. Please stretch me open and lock me full. I want it. I need it. I want to feel your knot throb inside me. I want to be stuck. I want to feel you explode so deep it fills my womb."

His hand reached around and slapped my pussy.

I screamed.

Again. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

My thighs trembled violently.

I was about to come.

"I’m gonna come," I whimpered, barely able to form the words. "I’m gonna come all over your cock. I’m gonna soak it. I’m gonna squirt. Please don’t stop. Please let me. Please."

"Do it," he growled. "Fucking do it. Make a mess. Soak me, you filthy little bitch."

And then I exploded.