Breed Me, Daddy Alph Chapter 225

Chapter 225: Chapter 225

Lyra

"DADDY!"

The scream tore out of

like my soul was coming with it. My back arched, tits jiggling, nipples leaking, legs wide open as fuck while his knot slamd in so deep I thought my spine was going to split.

My whole pussy clenched around him like it couldn’t bear to let him go. Like my body had given up the idea of dignity and decided all it wanted was to be filled. Again. And again. And again.

His huge veiny dick, dragging against my swollen walls with every thrust as if they were custom-shaped to destroy

from the inside out. And that knot? That monstrous fucking knot was stuffed inside

like a plug made of sin, locking in every drop of thick, hot Alpha cum he’d already dumped into my womb.

I was already pregnant. Four pups. Confird.

And still, Damon was fucking

like he was trying to put four more inside.

"You feel that, kitten?" he growled in my ear, grabbing the back of my neck and holding

down as his hips drove into

with slow, brutal force.

"You feel how deep I am? That’s my knot spreading you open, stretching your greedy little cunt like it was made to hold every drop I give you."

"I do! I do, I feel it!" I sobbed, hands clawing at the sides, my body shaking from the force of each thrust. "I’m gonna co..I can’t stop it, Daddy..she’s clenching, she’s twitching, she wants it!"

He pulled back slightly, just enough for the thick bulge of his knot to tug at my entrance, and I scread again before he shoved it back in with a nasty, wet sound that echoed in the fucking room.

"You hear that?" he hissed. "That’s your pussy begging for it. You’re soaked. You’re dripping down your ass. I haven’t even touched your clit and you’re already trembling like a cock-hungry little slut."

"I am!" I wailed, head falling back, hair sticking to my face as my tits bounced with every motion.

"I’m your slut, Daddy! I’m your fucktoy! Your breeding whore! Your nasty little Oga bitch! Just don’t stop! Please, please, I need it!"

He slapped my thigh.

"Say it louder," he demanded. "Say what you are."

"I’m your breeding whore!" I scread, practically sobbing with how tight everything was. "I’m your 18-year-old fuckhole! I’m your dirty, dripping cum whore..just fuck

harder! Knot

deeper!"

He lost it.

He yanked my legs up, hooked them over his shoulders, and fucked .

Not slow.

Not teasing.

Fucked .

Everything rocked. My screams echoed. My pussy squelched with every stroke as his knot swelled even bigger inside , locking us together so brutally that I swore I could feel the ridge of it punching my cervix with every roll of his hips.

"Take it," he growled. "Take all of Daddy’s knot. Milk it like the little cum-starved slut you are. I’m gonna co, and when I do, you’re gonna scream loud enough to wake the whole fucking estate."

"Please, please, fuck, co in , Daddy..I need it, I need your cum, I need to feel it, I want to feel every hot fucking drop—"

My voice was wrecked. My pussy was worse. I was already split open, leaking everywhere, my legs were now folded up over his shoulders while he hovered above .

Damon growled. His cock throbbed, twitching inside , the thick base of his knot stretching

so wide my eyes rolled back. He hadn’t even started moving again.

He was just buried. His entire length locked inside

like he was the plug that kept

whole.

"You want Daddy to co in this filthy little hole?" he asked, voice rough with lust. His hand slid down to my belly, palm pressing over the curve like he was feeling the weight of what he already put inside .

"You want more, kitten? Even when your pussy’s stuffed and your womb is already soaked? Even when you’re leaking with the last load I gave you?"

"Yes," I gasped, breathless, sweat dripping down my face. "Yes, I want it. I need more. I’m still so empty. Please, Daddy. Please, give

more."

"You were made for this. Look at this pussy. Look at how tight she grips . She’s starving. She’s twitching. She’s begging to be bred again."

I whimpered, back arching. His hand ca up to cup my tits, both of them heavy and sore and leaking, milk beading from my nipples the second his thumb brushed over them. He groaned. Like every part of him was obsessed with what I’d beco under him.

"You’re leaking milk," he whispered, licking across my chest as his cock throbbed again. "You’re made to be fucked. Made to be filled. Made to feed my pups and take my seed until you forget your na and all you can do is moan for more."

"Daddy, please," I sobbed. "Please co. I want to feel it. I want it leaking out of . I want it dripping down my ass and soaking everywhere. Please, please, give it to ."

"You’ll take every drop," he snarled. "You’ll lie there like a good little slut and let

pump you full again. You’ll moan when I fill your womb. You’ll smile when your belly swells. And you’ll beg for my cock the second I pull out."

He thrust again.

"Fuck," he groaned. "This cunt is so tight. So wet. So perfect. You were made for , kitten. You were made to be my personal fuckhole. My Oga. My mate. My filthy little cock-sleeve. And now I’m going to co in you so hard you’ll be dripping for days."