Breed Me, Daddy Alpha-Chapter 330

And oh Goddess, I did. I moaned so loud my throat hurt, my body trembling, my hips grinding down because once he was inside me there was no going back. I was gone. Ruined. His.

"That’s it," he groaned, his head tipping back, his voice breaking with it, and that sound—hearing Damon Thornvale actually moan—nearly killed me. It was filthy, raw, animal, and mine.

I started moving, slow at first, my body fighting me, still weak, still sore, but Goddess help me, the pleasure drowned everything else. My breasts bounced, my thighs ached, and still I rode him, moaning, crying, my words tumbling out in a rush I couldn’t stop.

"I hate you, Damon, I hate how good it feels, I hate that I missed you this much, I hate that I can’t stop, I hate that I want more even when you’re splitting me open like this, I hate—"

His hand snapped to my throat, squeezing just enough to make me gasp. "Shut up and ride, kitten."

And I did.

I threw my head back, my hair sticking to my damp skin, my body bouncing, sliding, taking him deeper, harder, fuller. Damon watched me with those hungry eyes like he was devouring me alive.

Every thrust made me cry louder. Every grind made him groan darker. My world shrank to the feel of him, the sound of him, the way he owned me completely.

"Oh fuck, Damon," I screamed, my voice breaking as my body clenched hard around him. "I’m—oh Goddess—I’m gonna.."

"Fuck, kitten," he groaned. "That’s it. Ride daddy’s cock. I can feel you choking me, squeezing me like you never want to let me go. You’re dripping all over me. So fucking wet. So fucking needy. You’re gonna make me lose it."

My breath hitched, my body already trembling with release.

"You love it, don’t you?" he rasped, thrusting up into me so hard the headboard slammed against the wall. "Love being split on me. Love being full of me. My perfect little slut of a Luna. My wife. My kitten. Say it. Say you love riding my cock."

"Oh Goddess," I cried, tears leaking, my head falling back because it was too much, too filthy, too everything.

"Say it," he snarled again, his voice breaking with another moan, the sound so shameless it made me gush harder. "Tell me you love it. Tell me you love this cock ruining you."

And my mouth—oh Goddess, my stupid mouth—betrayed me again. "I love it! I love it, Damon, I love riding you, I love how it feels, I love how you split me open, I can’t stop, I don’t want to stop, I—"

"Good girl. Fuck, you’re gonna cum, aren’t you? You’re gonna cum all over me like the desperate little slut you are. Do it, kitten. Cum on daddy’s cock. Now."

Yes," I sobbed, my forehead crashing to his, my tears wetting his cheek. "Cum with me, Damon. Please, cum with me. Fill me. I want it. I need it."

His grip, crushed my hips as he thrust up one last time, deep, deeper, until I thought I’d split apart. And then it hit.

I shattered again, harder, rawer, my nails dig into his shoulders as I screamed his name. My body locked around him, convulsing, pulsing, dragging him with me.

"Fuck, Lyra!" he roared, his husky voice breaking into a moan so filthy it burned into my soul. His cock jerked inside me, hot release flooding deep, filling me until I sobbed from the fullness. His whole body shook under me, every muscle taut, his tattoos flexing as he buried himself to the hilt.

We came together as our bodies clashing until nothing else existed.

When it finally broke, I collapsed against him, trembling, panting, my nails still pressed into his ruined skin. He held me there, chest heaving, lips brushing my ear as he whispered hoarse, sinful words.

"My wife. My Luna. My filthy little kitten. You’ll never get enough of me."

"Well folks," I muttered to the ceiling like it was some invisible audience watching my trainwreck of a life, "I got the man, I got the dick. Hehehe. I got the babies."

I laughed, breathless, delirious, my body still shaking from everything. "It was never a summer I imagined, but here we are."

Damon groaned, scooping me up off the bed like I weighed nothing, tattoos flexing under his skin as he stalked toward the nursery with me still clinging to him. "Kitten," he warned in that husky growl, "Who the hell are you talking to"

"My audience," I said sweetly, smirking at him like I hadn’t just confessed to the heavens.

He blinked once. Looked up at the ceiling. Then back at me. "Huh?"

I smiled softly at him."I love you, Damon Thornvale. Till infinity."

"I love you Kitten. Till the day I die"

And I smiled, tired and ruined and happy. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Because he was mine. And I was his. Forever.

Then, because I’m me, because I can’t help it, I grinned at the invisible air and said, "And I hope you reading this, your next summer turns out to be like mine. Maybe even better. But don’t fall in love with your best friend dad if you are under 18. lol. You can maybe fall for her brother though... just kidding. Or am I? " wink.

Curtain closed.