Page 76 of Alpha Daddy

As long as I end up with his knot inside me.

“Please,” I say, my throat dry. It feels a little strange to say, considering I’ve never begged anyone for anything, but I clear my throat and keep trying. “I need your cock, Alessandro.”

He smirks and steps forward. “Good girl. Why don’t you show Daddy how good you suck him off, and you’ll be rewarded with my knot?”

A shiver vibrates through me at the words, and I want him to keep talking. The deep gruffness of his voice and the filthy words he’s saying do something to me that I’ve never felt before. It ignites the inferno of my libido, causing a pulsing throb to erupt between my thighs, and Ineedmore.

“Yes, Daddy,” I breathe, staring up at him as he steps close enough for me to rise a bit and grab the base of his shaft.

I glance up before taking him in my mouth to find an approving smirk on his face, and I tremble under his fiery gaze. I’m so turned on, I can hardly stand it–I need his cock inside me as I run my tongue over his head, drawing a slow circle around it before sucking gently.

A rumbling growl forms in his chest as he stares down at me, his dark eyes ignited with an unfamiliar fire, and it dawns on me: this is what he’s been waiting for. He’s wanted to lose control, be a little more aggressive, but he was waiting on me to get with the program.

Now that he has my permission, he’s not holding back.

I shiver and suck him deeper, dancing my tongue along his shaft while it’s in my mouth. Squeezing, I pump him in time with the slow, steady rhythm of my mouth until he’s breathing heavy.

“Yes, babydoll, just like that,” he says, his hand coming up behind my head to tangle in my hair. He gently guides me to pick up the pace, tugging the hair at the nape of my neck affectionately.

The encouragement eggs me on, and I relax my throat more, taking as much of him as possible until he’s hitting the back of my throat. Every thrust has me reeling, the heat in my core swirling hotter as I imagine riding him, being completely filled by his thick cock, taking his knot.

My center clenches, throbbing with a delicious ache, and I pull him out of my mouth, running my tongue down his length and trailing it over his knot.

He hisses through his teeth, a growl in his chest accompanying the noise, and when I press my lips to it, mouthing my way around the swollen bulge, he takes a hasty step back.

“Enough,” he says, visibly flustered. “Unless you want me to come down your throat, but I’d much rather come in that tight, beautiful cunt.”

“Yes, please,” I pant, desperate to feel him inside me.

“Stand up,” he orders. “Bend over the side of the bed so I can see your gorgeous ass.”

I do as I’m told, bending over and spreading my legs as Alessandro growls his praises behind me.

“Stunning.”

One of his rough hands slides over my ass cheeks, delicately at first, before gripping it with bruising strength. His touch disappears momentarily before he slaps my ass with an open hand, the sound echoing throughout the room before tantalizing heat eats up my skin.

“Fuck,” I gasp into the sheets.

“You look so beautiful displayed like this for me, babydoll,” he says, gripping the other ass cheek before slapping an open hand across it. “Absolutely stunning.”

He steps behind me, nudging my ankles wider still, and the head of his cock presses against my slit. I ache to feel him inside me, a wild, clawing need tearing through me, and I eagerly arch my back for him.

“You sucked me so good, babydoll. Now, I’m going to fill you with my cock. Is that what you want?"

I nod fervently. “Yes. I want your cock, Daddy. Please, give it to me.”

He presses forward, just enough for me to feel the curve of his head, but not enough to slip inside.

“Are you sure?” he asks.

Lust has my thoughts hazy, my senses a blur of heat and need, and I bite back the urge to whine, swallowing it down and moaning instead. “Please, fuck. Alessandro, please.”

At my desperation, he thrusts forward, burying himself inside me, and I cry out at the intense stretch. I conform to the shape of him, my pussy throbbing around his girth and begging for more as he slides back, only to slam inside once more.

“I’m going to fuck you until you’re too exhausted to keep your eyes open,” he promises, gripping my hips to hold me in place as he thrusts to a steady rhythm. “That’s what you wanted, right? For Daddy to fuck you to sleep?”

Please, God, yes.

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