Daddy Alpha I’m In Heat (Lily and Connor) novel Chapter 43

~Lily~

I tilted my chin, my lips trembling but curling anyway, because I could not stop. I was reckless, desperate, dripping, and my mouth would not shut no matter how many times my brain screamed at me to stay quiet.

“That is what you wanted, isn’t it?” I teased, my voice shaking but bold. “For me to say it out loud.

For me to admit that I know exactly what you want from me.

“For me to confess that you want me ruined, stripped bare, soaked until I am sliding all over that pole, grinding myself to humiliation while you sit back and watch me destroy every shred of dignity I have left. Well, congratulations, Daddy. You got it. I understand now. I understand you loud and clear.”

His grip on my jaw tightened until my bones ached, and still I pushed further, because I had no brakes left.

My thighs were clenching, my nipples were so hard they throbbed, but my tongue was sharper than my fear. “But here’s the problem,” I whispered, dragging my voice down into a husky tease that made my whole body quiver.

“You think you can just command me. You think all you have to do is tell me to strip, and I will crawl out of this dress like your obedient little showpiece. Maybe I will. But not because you ordered me. Not because you think you own me. If I do it, Daddy, it will be because I want to. Because deep down, some sick, twisted part of me wants to.”

My wolf laughed so hard I thought she might choke on her own joy. She called me insane, told me I like was poking the beast, told me I was seconds away from watching him snap and tear me open I begged for it.

I leaned further into his hand, dragging my tongue across my lips, staring into his eyes like I was daring him to break me in half. “So go on,” I said, every syllable dripping like the wetness soaking through my panties.

“Tear the dress yourself. Drag me across the floor. Chain me to that pole and make me scream until my throat is raw. You are right about me, Connor. I will say no with my mouth and yes with every inch of my body. You want me ruined? Then ruin me. But do not fool yourself into thinking I will not enjoy every filthy, degrading second of it.”

Connor’s jaw ticked, his breathing thickened, the way he looked at me, I felt stripped before his hands even touched me. Oh my Goddess, Lily, you just lit him on fire. You should shut your mouth now. You should definitely shut up.

But no. My head tilted, my lips parted, and the teasing just poured out. “Look at you,” I whispered, breathless but smiling.

“You don’t even have to say anything. Your eyes are screaming it. You’re starving, Daddy. You want me naked. You want me wet and ruined and humiliating myself until I’m shaking so hard I can’t stand. And you love it. You love that your sweet little pumpkin knows exactly how filthy you really are.”

He didn’t answer. He stood as I shifted back a little.

Oh no. He’s coming. He’s actually coming. You’ve done it now, Lily. You poked the beast, and here he comes. And you’re dripping for it, aren’t you? Admit it. You’re soaked just watching him move.

I gasped when he started walking.

“Oh my God,” I blurted, laughing nervously, words tumbling too fast to catch. “You’re actually coming over here. You.couldn’t handle it, could you? You had to get up and rip it off yourself. What’s the matter, Daddy? Afraid I’d strip too slow? Afraid I’d tease you until you lost your mind?”

My wolf wagged her tail, smug. Yes, tease him, Lily. Tease him until he destroys you. That’s what you want anyway.

He reached me, and the heat radiating off his body swallowed me whole. I pressed back against the table like that would save me, even though every inch of me leaned toward him. His hand shot out, grabbing my dress at the neckline.

“Oh wait..Connor, wait!” I squealed, laughing through the panic, my mouth racing ahead of my brain. “This dress was expensive! You picked it to look sweet and innocent for you. You can’t just..”

My dress shredded down the middle like paper, his fist tearing through fabric as if it were nothing. My breath caught, my nipples hardened against the cool air, and my thighs clenched so tight l thought I might snap.

“Oh my God!” I gasped, half laugh, half moan, because humiliation and arousal blurred until I couldn’t tell them apart. “You actually did it. You really ripped it off me.

with “You couldn’t even wait for me to undress slowly, you had to own me, you had to tear me open your hands like I was nothing but yours. Do you know what that does to me? Do you know how wet that makes me? You’re fucking insane, Connor. And you love it. You love how desperate I am for you to break me.”

My wolf laughed so loud inside my head I wanted to slap her. Stop pretending you don’t want this, she taunted. You’re trembling because this is exactly what you’ve been begging for.

He shoved the ruined fabric off my arms, leaving me in lace and goosebumps. His hand clamped back onto my jaw, forcing my face up until his mouth brushed my ear, his voice hot enough to melt me.

“You think this is a game, pumpkin?” he growled. “You think you can tease me, talk back to me, and keep your little dress as armor? That dress is gone. Now you’re mine. Every wet, shaking, filthy inch of you is mine.”

My body shook, my wolf purred, and my mind screamed. He really did it. He stripped me like I was his possession. He is about to drag me to that pole and make me grind until I’m dripping down my own thighs. And Goddess help me, I want it. I want it so badly it’s killing me.

I smirked up at him, reckless, filthy, unashamed. “Then don’t stop, Daddy. Rip the rest. Tear every stitch until there’s nothing left between us but my moans.”

His eyes didn’t waver, not once. His hand fisted in the shredded fabric at my hip, and before I could blink he dragged me forward with such force my breath punched out of me. My bare skin brushed his suit, my heart went wild in my chest, and my wolf purred louder, telling me I was about to be dragged into ruin.

“Oh my God, you’re actually dragging me. Right here, right now. Do you know how insane this looks? Do you know what you’re doing to me? You’re pulling me across the floor like your prize, and I should be begging you to stop, but instead I can’t even close my thighs because I’m so wet it’s humiliating.”

Inside my head, my wolf laughed like a devil on my shoulder. He’s not humiliating you, Lily. You’re humiliating yourself because you want him to see you like this.

I gasped when he stopped us in front of the pole.

Connor leaned in close, his lips brushing my ear, his voice deep and cutting. “Wrap yourself around it, pumpkin. I want to see you grind until you’re begging.”

My knees shook, my stomach flipped, and my wolf moaned in my head like she had been waiting all night for those words. He really means it. He wants me to put myself on display. He wants me to burn for him until I can’t breathe.

And the worst part is I’m going to do it, and I’m going to love it, because I’ve never wanted anything more than to break for him.

I smirked, tilting my head even though heat burned across my cheeks. “Fine, Daddy. If you want a show, then I’ll give you one you’ll never forget. But remember..you asked for this. You told me to ruin myself. Don’t blame me when I make you lose control just by the way I move.”

My wolf laughed darkly. Finally, Lily. Finally, you admit it. You want to be his ruin just as much as he wants to ruin you.

I arched against the pole slowly, letting the metal slide between my breasts. The cold made my nipples harden painfully, and I gasped before I could catch myself.

The sound came out low and breathless, shameful and aroused all at once, and my thighs clenched tight. Oh God, did I just moan? Did I seriously just moan because a pole brushed my chest? He heard that. He definitely heard it. And now he knows I’m dripping, knows I can’t control myself for shit.

Connor didn’t move. He just sat there, watching, his stare so sharp it felt like another set of hands on me. That look alone dragged another sound from my throat, a softer moan.

“Look at me,” I whispered, grinding my hips forward, feeling the press of the pole against the wet lace between my thighs. “Do you see what you’re making me do? I’ve never done this before, and yet my body is moving like it was made for you. I’m sliding down this pole like I was born to ruin myself for your eyes only.”

My wolf laughed, wicked and smug. Yes, say it, Lily. Admit you like it. Admit you love that he’s watching you fall apart.

I hooked my leg around the pole, twisting, swaying, every curve of my body on display. My thoughts tumbled as I ground down the length of the cold metal.

This is insane. This is humiliating. I should feel degraded, I should hate this, but all I can think about is how wet I am, how good it feels to grind against it while he watches. I am moaning for him. I am dripping for him. And I don’t even care anymore. All I care about is the way he’s looking at me, like he’s going to devour me the second I stop moving.

“Oh fuck,” I gasped aloud, my head tipping back as the pressure built between my thighs. “Connor? Look at me. I’m moaning for you. I’m soaking this pole because of you. I’m humiliating myself in the dirtiest way possible, and I can’t stop. I don’t even want to stop.”

My wolf howled with laughter inside my head, delighted by every tremor in my voice. That’s it, Lily. You said no with your mouth, but now your moans are the only truth left.

“Careful, pumpkin,” he whispered, eyes burning into me. “One more moan like that, and I won’t just drag you off this pole. I’ll fuck you on it until you’re screaming so loud the whole city knows you’re mine.”

I licked my lips, tilted my head a bit, and let the words spill. “Then do it, Daddy. You say one more moan will make you snap? You say you’ll fuck me on this pole until I scream your name so loud the world knows I belong to you? Then stop talking. They say talk is cheap, don’t they? Prove it. Fucking do it.”

Oh boy.