Page 77 of Alpha Daddy


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Fucked, knotted, and exhausted. That’s all I want to be right now. Then, in the back of my mind, a tiny voice pipes up, overriding my senses and all other thoughts.

Claimed.The omega in me wants this beast of a man to bite me, claim me as his, so I can be knotted by him for the rest of my life. He can fuck me through every heat and every night in between if that’s what he wants.

A hard thrust cuts off the fantasy as he buries himself further inside me, and I fist the sheets to brace myself.

“Oh, God,” I pant as he slams into me harder, the brute force causing an ache deep in my abdomen, but it only makes me arch my back more.

One of his hands tangles in my hair, tugging harder than before as he picks up the pace. I’m panting, moaning, groaning every time he slams into me, thankful the bed is holding me up, because my legs would have already given out.

“Fuck,” I cry out as he gives my hair an affectionate tug, and it sends a shock wave rippling through me straight to my clit. It’s swollen, pulsing, desperate for the tiny bit of friction it needs to send me spiraling into a climax.

I go to reach for my clit, wanting to touch myself to find relief, but Alessandro grabs my wrist with his free hand and pins it above my head.

“You come when I say so, babydoll,” he says, leaning down so his lips are an inch away from my ear. “Do you want to come for Daddy?”

His voice and warm breath roll over my skin, sending shivers down my back. He slowly rocks his hips, his knot pressing firmly against me.

“Say it.”

“Yes,” I exhale shakily.

“Yes, what?” His lips are closer to my ear as he rolls his hips again, his knot close but still so far away. One of his hands is still wrapped around my wrist, the other fisted into my hair.

I breathe heavily, the weight of him against me combined with the throbbing ache in my pussy causing waves of fire to crash through me, wrapping me in blistering heat as I chase my orgasm.

“Yes, please.” I’m begging, agony evident in my voice. “I’m so close.Soclose. I want to come for you so badly.”

“As you wish.”

His cock slides out of me, and before I know it, he’s wrenching me up off the bed and spinning me around. He presses me back onto the mattress, my ass teetering on the edge of the bed as he leans down to press his mouth against mine.

The smell of bourbon swallows me, and I swear I can taste it on his tongue as it dances with mine. I kiss him hard and fast like my life depends on it, locking my arms behind his neck as he lines his cock up and slips it inside again.

“You’re so wet for me,” he moans between kisses, dipping to press his mouth to the side of my neck.

My lower back tingles with nerves as his teeth graze my skin, and I once again entertain the thought of being claimed by him. What would it be like? I know what being claimed is like, even though I’d rather forget, but this time could be different. This time could be…

He presses hard enough that his knot slides into place, and the tension in me winds tighter, threatening to explode. He flexes his hips just enough that the knot presses up against my most sensitive spot, sending me soaring higher and creeping closer to a climax.

One of his hands dives between us before he swipes a finger across my painfully swollen clit, and I gasp against his mouth. I’m so close, teetering on the edge.

“Don’t come until I say so,” he growls, kissing me again as he continues to work his hips, his knot massaging me from the inside.

My muscles tense, but I fight against the pleasure, desperate to obey his order. If he barked it like an alpha, I wouldn’t be able to come even if I wanted to, but he isn’t being cruel. He’s pushing me, testing me, seeing how far I’ll go for him.

Right now, I’ll go as far as he wants me to.

Another swipe over my clit has me reeling, hips bucking to find more friction. Alessandro makes his way around my throat, sucking and nibbling the tender skin as he goes.

“When I tell you to, I want you to come hard for me,” he says, pressing his knot deeper into me until my pussy aches with pleasure. “Harder than you’ve ever come for a man before, babydoll.”

He doesn’t have to worry about that.

I’ve never been wound tighter, never had such heat slamming through my body. It’s a miracle I haven’t exploded already.

I manage to nod, my gaze hazing over as his knot pushes harder against that magical spot inside me. My muscles are wound so tight, my legs are shaking, and another swipe of his fingers over my clit nearly has me coming undone.

“Please, Alessandro, I need to come. I… I can’t.” I choke on the words, thoughts whirling.

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