Breed Me, Daddy Alpha-Chapter 277

Lyra

Fuck. I just asked him to suck my pussy. I just asked him to give me head like I had no shame, no filter, no sense of control over the things coming out of my mouth.

Where did that boldness even come from? One second I was screaming at him, swearing I hated him, throwing his threats back in his face like a lunatic, and the next second I was begging him to get on his knees and eat me like I was his last meal.

How does that even happen? How does a fight that made my whole chest ache and my throat raw suddenly twist into this burning need that makes my thighs shake just from the sound of his voice?

I could feel my face burning hot with tears and shame, but my cunt pulsed harder with every second that passed.

The words I had just said echoed in my head like I had shouted them to the entire world. Give me head. Suck my pussy until I scream.

Goddess, what was wrong with me? I should have been running from him after the way he threatened me, but instead all I wanted was his mouth between my thighs, his tongue deep inside me, his teeth scraping me until I forgot my name.

He looked at me like I had just handed him the greatest gift in the universe, his eyes glowing like molten fire, his lips swollen from the kisses he had stolen from me.

I pressed my palms flat against the sheets because my hands would not stop trembling, and my thighs opened wider even though my mind screamed at me to be careful.

My voice spilled out again, too fast, too messy, too me. "Oh my God, Damon, I cannot believe I just said that. I cannot believe I just begged you to go down on me.

"One second we were at each other’s throats and now I want your tongue so deep inside me I will forget how to breathe. I am insane. You make me insane. You make me lose every piece of myself until all I can do is say the filthiest things and hope you give me what I want."

His growl rumbled through the room and it only made my pussy wetter, slick pooling between my thighs until I could feel it dripping.

My wolf whimpered inside me, but it was not fear this time. It was need. It was aching, clawing, begging need.

I reached out with shaking hands and grabbed at his shoulders. "Please, Damon. Do it. I do not care how insane I sound. I do not care how shameless I am. I want your mouth. I want your tongue. I want you to eat me alive until I cannot think about anything but you."

"Spread your fucking thighs, kitten."

The way he looked at me when he told me to spread my thighs made my stomach drop and my pussy clench so hard I thought I might lose it right there. I did not even hesitate.

My legs opened wide for him like they were under his command and not my own. I could feel the wet heat between them, feel the slick pooling and dripping, and I knew he could smell it. I knew he could see all of it.

And when his eyes dropped down, when he really looked at me, he swore out loud in a way that made my face flush even hotter.

"Fuck, kitten," he groaned, his gaze fixed on me like I was the only thing in the universe worth worshipping. "Look at you. Your clitoris is so pink and swollen I can see it twitching for me.

"You are begging without words, your body is begging, your pussy is dripping, your little hole is clenching like it cannot wait for my tongue.

"You are glistening like a meal spread out just for me, and I swear to the Goddess I am going to devour you until you are sobbing with pleasure."

Then his finger pushed inside me, stretching me deep, and I cried out.

He pushed another finger in, and the stretch made me scream, my body gripping him tight, sucking him in like I was desperate to keep him there forever.

My pussy pulsed around him uncontrollably, every curl of his fingers making sparks shoot through me until my vision blurred.

"Fuck," he growled, his eyes locked on me as his fingers pumped inside me. "So tight, kitten. So wet. Your pussy is swallowing my fingers like it is starving for me.

"Look at the way you are dripping, look at the way you are making a mess all over my hand. You are clenching like you want my cock, but first you are going to come on my fingers, and then I am going to put my mouth on that swollen little clit and suck you until you cannot remember your own name."

"Oh my God," I moaned, my head rolling back, my chest heaving, my nipples hard and aching against the thin fabric of his shirt.

"Damon, you are making me lose it. I cannot handle the way you talk. You are looking at my pussy like it is the only thing you need, and it makes me want you even more.

"I am soaking your hand, I can feel it, I can hear it. I am so wet for you, and I want more. I want everything. Please, Damon, please, I need your mouth. I need you to suck my clit until I scream for you."

His fingers curled again, hitting that spot that made me see stars, and my voice spilled out, messy and desperate.