“Did you miss me?”
He twitched again.
His abs flexed.
And then.
A low, dangerous growl rumbled through the mattress beneath me.
“Lyra.!”
His voice was raw. Deep. Hoarse from sleep. Half snarl, half groan.
I looked up..mouth still full..and our eyes locked.
Oh f**k.
Moching Seduction
His eyes were glowing.
Amber. Wild. Still half wolf.
And I moaned again.
Because he looked starved.
“Just woke up,”
I mumbled around his c**k, swirling my tongue like a filthy little b***h in heat.
“Wanted to taste you again.”
He sat up so fast the sheet flew off the bed.
And then I was on my back.
Just like that.
My head hit the pillow, my legs flew open, and he was between them.
“Greedy little thing,” he growled, voice low and full of morning gravel.
“Didn’t get enough last night, huh?”
I was panting.
Squirming.
******g soaking the sheets again.
My whole body was buzzing like I was about to explode.
“I missed your c**k,”
I moaned, grinding up against him shamelessly.
“I woke up wet. Still leaking. Still aching.
I thought maybe if I sucked you, I could go back to sleep but..fuck..look at me. I’m a mess, Daddy.”
He grabbed my face.
Not gently.
Fingers tight around my jaw, eyes burning into mine like he wanted to f*****g eat me alive.
“You think I don’t know?” he snarled, dragging his c**k along my soaked slit.
“I can smell you. You’ve been dripping since you opened your eyes. You want me to breed you again, baby?”
I gasped.
Whimpered.
Nodded like a desperate little slut.
“Yes-please-f**k, yes-I need it..”
He slammed inside me so fast I screamed.
No warning.
No mercy.
Just c**k.
Thick. Deep. Claiming.
I cried out as my p***y stretched around him again, still sore from last night, still sensitive, still soaked.
“You gonna take it like a good girl?” he growled against my throat, teeth scraping my bite mark.
“You gonna let me ruin this tight liffle cur again?”
Planee-jee-f-yes-do it-da itagain.”
He laughed
Dark
Dangerous.
Then he nipped me over and slammed into me from behind, one hand tangled in my hair, the other gripping my hip so tight I knew I’d have bruises later.
“Loud little slut,” he snarled, pounding into me like he owned me.
“Waking me up with your mouth on my c***. What am I gonna do with you, baby?”
That’s what he growled.
Right into my ear.
Right before his c**k slammed so deep inside me I nearly bit the damn pillow.
My whole body jerked.
My eyes rolled back so hard I saw nothing but stars and white.
The slap of his hips against my ass echoed through the room like thunder. His hand was tight in my hair, yanking my head back, my neck arched, drool already leaking from the corner of my mouth as he used my body like it was his f*****g toy.
“You like waking me up like that?” he hissed, slamming in again, deeper this time, like he was trying to split me in half.
“With your filthy little mouth wrapped around my c**k?”
“Y-yes,”
I sobbed, back arching, hands clawing at the sheets that were already soaked in blood and c*m and whatever shame I used to have.
“I just-I needed it-I needed you again, Daddy-“
My voice cracked because his c**k hit that spot.
That spot.
That stupid little bundle of nerves deep inside me that turned my brain to mush and made my thighs shake uncontrollably.
“f*****g hell,” he growled, his grip on my hip bruising, his thrusts so rough I was sliding up the bed with every one.
“You’re soaked. You’re f*****g dripping.”
“I know-I know-f**k-I woke up like that-I tried to stop thinking about you but-f**k-I couldn’t-“
I was babbling.
Crying.
Whimpering.
Because my p***y was soaking his c**k. Every time he pulled back, I could hear it. That filthy little squelch like my body didn’t want to let him go. Like my cunt had already decided he was the only thing it would ever take again.
“You ruined me,”
I choked out, sobbing into the pillow as he bent over my back, teeth dragging down my spine. You f*****g ruined me, Daddy’
He didn’t stop.
His c**k drove into me with brutal rhythm, every thrust shoving the air out of my lungs.
“I meant to,” he snarled, tongue licking my shoulder before he sank his teeth into the spot just below my bite mark.
“You think I’d let you walk around with this tight little p***y and not make it mine? You think I’d let anyone else touch what belongs to me?”
I screamed. i wasn’t even moaning anymore-I was full-on sobbing, choking on every sound because the stretch was so deep, so f*****g brutal, like he was f*****g my soul.
And my p***y loved it.
She loved it.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.