Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) novel Chapter 121

121|Let me feed you, Dervic

Lilith pov

By now, I thought nothing could take me by surprise anymore.

I mean, if you really thought about it, my life had always been a whirlwind of shocks and misfortunes so nothing should catch me off guard.

Well, that was what I had thought. But as I stood in the throne room, watching everything unfold with wide, trembling eyes, I realized I had been wrong.

Really wrong.

Because never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined seeing Dervic, that terrifying man who had nearly strangled me the first time we met, on his knees, obeying every command my wolf, Dravena, gave him, with that flicker of excitement burning in his eyes as he buried his tongue deep inside her.

I wasn’t sure when I had collapsed to the ground, but it had to be the moment he pressed his lips to her, kissing her clit slowly, deliberately, like he was worshiping every inch of her, making it impossible to look away.

But that wasn’t even the worst part, that wasn’t what made everything around me blur, what made me tremble, what made me press my hand against my mouth as I stared shocked, my face flushed, my body shaking.

No. It was one fact I couldn’t ignore.

Whatever Dravena felt right now while she was in control…

I did.

Every lick, every press, every greedy rush of pleasure-I felt it.

And goddess… oh my goddess, it was overwhelming.

So overwhelming that I could feel myself soaking through my panties, my core clenching as though I were the one he was devouring.

My body burned, every nerve alight, my heat rising until it was almost unbearable.

I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, everything in my head reduced to one thing: how good it felt, how desperately I needed more.

What was happening to me? Why did I feel everything… everything as if it were happening to me?

A shaky breath escaped me as my eyes flickered to my own body, and before I could stop myself, I pulled away my hand and shakily reached toward my dress, inching it higher to see how drenched I truly was.

The moment I did, I inhaled sharply, my core clenching violently, pleasure shooting straight through my spine, the same scorching, pleasure Dravena felt.

“Nnngh-”

I forced back a whimper, hand clamped over my mouth, face burning, yet I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the scene before me.

This man, this angry, lust-driven man shoved his tongue deep inside Dravena, raw and demanding, his grip on her thighs tightening until it burned.

Until it hurt.

Her legs, hooked over his shoulders, trembled as she squeezed him, arching her back and dragging him closer

until his face was pressed fully against her.

And his tongue… goddess, his tongue buried itself deep inte her aching core, finding every sensitive place, curling and pressing so hard, so deep, so good-so fucking good it sent her head spinning, pulse racing, body shaking with need.

I felt it.

Every shudder. Every gasp. Every wave that tore through he

I heard her every thoughts.

My breathing turned shallow as I bit hard on my bottom lip barely holding back the filthy sounds threatening to spill out.

I felt hot, really hot.

“More…” she whispered, her voice trembling with want, lips parting into that wicked, hungry smile as she tilted her head back, letting him stretch her, consume her, his tongue plunging deep inside her.

He didn’t pull back.

Not yet.

There wasn’t even a flicker of hesitation as his mouth drove deeper-swirling, pressing greedily. A low, guttural grunt vibrated through his chest and straight into her, and felt her shudder in response.

Her smile widened, eyes hooded, fixed on the ceiling as her voice climbed, dripping with lust.

“More, Dervic… more. Give me more.”

Her heart slammed hard, I felt it, and almost immediately, the corner of his lips curved into a slow, cruel smirk, like he’d been waiting for those exact words.

Then, without wasting a second, he pulled back just slightly, only to shove it back in, hard, sharp, fast.

Her gasp tore through the room. Her body tensed, nerves set aflame.

But this time… he didn’t hold back.

He pulled.

He thrust.

He devoured-fucking her with his tongue like he had something to prove, something to earn, something to win.

A low, breathy chuckle slipped from her lips as her eyes fluttered shut, electric shocks racing through every inch of her. And then, the very next second, she released her grip on the bed and fell back fully onto the mattress,

And the man between her thighs didn’t pause.

Didn’t stop.

Didn’t hesitate,

He continued.

Tongue relentless, merciless, precise-plunging in and ou faster, harder, grunting as wave after wave of her wetness spilled for him like a starved man finally fed.

I snapped my legs shut, body trembling, as if that alone could stop the insane pleasure flooding through me.

It didn’t.

Before I could process what was happening, my back arched instinctively, my pussy soaking, fluttering around nothing as if his tongue were inside me, too.

“Ahh… goddess…” I whispered, breathless, head tipping back, though my eyes never left the scene unfolding

before me.

When her gaze flickered down, locking onto the man kneeling between her thighs, her grin widened slowly.

She was enjoying this.

She found it fun.

Thrilling.

Intoxicating.

I watched her watch him, watched her take in the sight of a powerful man like Dervic on his knees, desperately driving his tongue in and out of her, intent on pleasing.

Then her chuckle turned low and teasing as she rolled her eyes to the ceiling, her hand drifting slowly toward his head.

I felt him stiffen instinctively, freezing for the briefest moment.

But she didn’t stop.

She stroked him, her voice barely audible.

I heard her voice-low, ragged, trembling with command.

I was a whimpering, shaking mess just watching his tongue twist around her clit without pause, teasing,

tormenting, pounding her with his fingers. I could feel it like it was happening to me, my hips twitching uselessly as I heard her thoughts.

It wasn’t enough.

Not even close.

And just as the edge threatened to swallow her whole, she acted.

Her hand shot out, yanking his head back sharply, pulling Him from her pussy. I watched his dazed, wide-eyed expression, mouth glistening with her juices, dripping down his chin and the sight alone made me gasp.

A small grunt escaped him at the sudden loss, like she’d ripped him from a feast.

I shivered.

She didn’t hesitate. She didn’t wait.

“On the bed, Dervic,” she commanded, her voice low, dangerous, dripping with lust.

For a moment, he froze, staring at her… then slowly smiled Lips curling, tongue flicking over them, that slow, predatory grin spreading across his face.

As her fingers released his hair, he answered instantly, his Moice rough, teasing.

“As you wish, master.”

I watched him move toward the bed, lying beside her, body aut, chest rising, eyes locked on hers as she followed, crawling closer, sliding over him, inching her dress higher as she straddled his body.

His eyes devoured her, amused, hungry, feral, that wild grin never leaving his lips.

“You seem really hungry, Dervic. Aren’t you?” she purred, mirk curling her lips as she pressed closer, teasing him with every slow, deliberate inch.

I held my breath as she brushed her dripping pussy against the rigid length straining through his pants, feeling the twitch beneath her.

She inched higher, hips teasing, grinding just enough to make him shiver before moving again, until she hovered over his chest.

“Do you want me to feed you? To give you your meal?” she whispered, gaze locked on his, letting the anticipation coil tight between them…and inside me.

Then, slowly, deliberately, she lowered herself, straddling His face, not sitting, just hovering, her wet folds inches from his lips, teasing. The ticking of the clock echoed behind hee, each second stretching, the air thick, charged, electric.

Twenty minutes left.

I heard her think.

The silence stretching…then Dervic chuckled, already burning, already undone. He parted his lips, thinking she wanted him to beg.

“Please-”

Before he could finish, she closed the distance, sliding down onto his face, her dripping core pressing directly against his lips. His words died instantly, replaced by a low tumble of pleasure as her head fell back.

I watched her body tense, watched the control in her eyes sharpen, felt the rush slam through me as heat and lust tore through us both.

Her heart pounded.

Mine matched it.

A slow smile spread across her lips as she exhaled a deep, shuddering breath, her voice a breathless, whisper.

“It doesn’t matter if you’re hungry or not…”

She lowered her gaze, locking eyes with him, wide-eyed, trembling beneath her. My own breath hitched as her smile widened, her voice dropping, barely audible,

“Let me feed you, Dervic.”

Holy fuck.