Bound to the Daddy (Knotted for Life)

Chapter 19

CHAPTER 19

STEPHANIE

I resist the urge to bite my nails as Daddy Rex looks over at me with a calm, steady gaze. He doesn’t seem angry, but why isn’t he? He should be furious with me.

“It didn’t seem like the right time,” I hedge, trying to sort through my feelings.

It’s not as if I crave Daddy Rex any less now that I know Brody isn’t married. In fact, the way he just brushed me off shows me just how much he really doesn’t care about me or my feelings. I was petrified when my texts were blocked, and he didn’t even think about unblocking me until I said something.

“Come here, Stephanie.”

He uses that tone that makes my stomach flip with both dread and need. As I inch my way over, I study his face, waiting for the anger to become unleashed. But it never does.

Why isn’t he angry?

I slip into his open arms and allow him to sit me on his lap. It makes me feel so small and little… His little girl, I guess. It shouldn’t make my heart race to feel so helpless surrounded by the implacable strength of his arms.

“Talk to me, Steph. What’s the real reason?”

“I wish I can tell you. I don’t even know myself. It just felt wrong. All of this is still wrong. I was dating Brody, set to marry him. But I married you?”

“Do you regret that?”

“Well no. Not really. It just confuses the issue.”

“What issue is that, exactly?”

My brain tries its best to work, but his scent, the feel of his arms, all of it makes me want to just rip his clothes off and fuck him right there in the office. Damn the consequences. Damn if anyone can see me or walk in on us.

“It just doesn’t make any sense. I was so sure I was going to marry him. But…”

“But?” he prods, as if he wants me to get to some conclusion my brain refuses to make.

“But it was you. I still don’t know how. It’s as if you two swapped places.” Closing my eyes, I cudgel my brain into working.

The thong, the bracelet, and the ring. So perfectly made for me. It doesn’t take a lot of digging to find out why I chose a ring with green in it, but how did he pick one out that’s my exact eye shade without knowing who was going to be coming down the aisle.

“You knew. Didn’t you?”

With a heavy sigh, he holds me even tighter. “You’re going to know everything the moment I claim you, so I might as well come clean. Yes. I did know.”

“But how? No one knows. They could lose their jobs!”

“Let’s just say money goes a long way.”

“And Brody?”

“He was, in fact, set to marry you. I convinced the custodian that we were a far better match.”

My stomach churns as his words permeate the fog in my brain. “But you don’t know that.” Hysteria laces my voice and slithers down my spine like a poisonous snake ready to bite. “We weren’t a match! Brody and I were. You took that from me!”

“You want to know exactly what I took from you?” he growls, turning the chair so we face the large screen. “Look at the timestamp of this video.”

I squint as I look at the screen, recognizing Brody’s guesthouse. “This was yesterday. Just before he texted me.”

My eyes stay glued to the screen as I watch him fiddle about with his phone before setting it on the counter. Unease slips down into my gut, making it churn. It’s like a horror film. I want to look away, but I can’t.

Within minutes, another woman enters the house. She’s not someone I recognize. Tears burn my eyes as I watch him pleasure her with his mouth, giving her orgasm after orgasm before fucking her.

I wait on bated breath, my fingers curling into fists. Soon, he’ll withdraw. Just like he did with me. Knots are a wifey privilege. Right? But no. The fucker stays inside her, giving her the one thing he never gave me.

Well, two if you count a screaming orgasm. But Daddy Rex already gave me one without even trying. No. No, this can’t be right. He’s manipulated it somehow. Changed the time. This just can’t be right.

“How do I know you didn’t manipulate this?”

“Oh? Don’t believe the time stamp? Maybe this will change your mind.”

He clicks over to another video. The time stamp says today. I watch in horror as he fucks another omega before getting dressed in the outfit I just saw him in.

“How long has this been going on?” I whisper, mostly to myself.

I don’t expect an answer, but of course, Daddy Rex has one. He seems to have all the answers, and I have none.

“Baby girl, I don’t want to hurt you like this. But you have to understand. He’s been cheating on you for years now. I had to protect you. I had to take his place. I desire you in a way he can’t possibly understand or fathom. My craving for you goes beyond the bounds of reason.”

Tears slip down my eyes as I turn to the man who’s had a stranglehold over my lusts for the last few weeks. I should be mad at him, furious even, but what he says is true. Between him and Brody, there is no comparison.

“I want to make him hurt,” I growl out, the pain of the betrayal finally blossoming past the shock.

His lips curl up into a feral smile as he leans back in the chair. “I know a way.” Of course he does. That doesn’t surprise me in the slightest. “Care to take a drive?”

“And you’re sure it will hurt him?”

“Cut him off at the knees. My baby girl deserves a revenge served piping hot. But to achieve it, you’ll have to trust me and let go of your inhibitions. Can you do that for Daddy? Can you obey me without hesitation?”

“I- I think so.”

“In that case, you’re going to let me fuck your pretty little pussy in front of him. I’m going to teach my son a lesson he’ll never forget.”

Large neon lights glow a devilish red, giving everyone a hint at the illicit actions going on within the walls. A sex club. So that’s where his ‘meetings’ have been. Just the idea of him sleeping with other women makes me so ill I almost puke right there in the streets.

Heat washes over me, driving the nausea to nearly a breaking point. My vision blurs as arousal pumps through my body, hot and heady. The clothes on my body are too confining, too suffocating.

“I- I think I’m going to be sick. Please. I need to go home.”

Daddy Rex slides his arm around me and draws me closer. “You’re not sick, my pet. You’re starting your heat. Now let’s get you fucked so I can take you home and have you build me the perfect nest.”

Heat .

The word pounds in my brain. “N- no. That’s not possible,” I slur. “I’m on suppressants.”

“I don’t know what to tell you. You have all the signs of being in heat. I’m pretty sure if I touched your pussy right now, you’d drip on my hands. Isn’t that right, my naughty little girl?”

“I- I-”

He brings me inside the building and shoves me up against a wall. Per his instructions, I’m in a skirt and shirt, and nothing more. With a strong jerk, he lifts my thigh, bringing it up to his hip.

My pussy lips open, allowing slick to slide down my inner thigh. Mortified, I try to look away, but his other hand jerks my face back to his. There’s no barrier to his questing fingers as he slides them up my leg and runs them along my slick flesh.

“So fucking wet for me, aren’t you? You want my cock deep in your pussy, don’t you, my pretty little girl? Don’t worry. Daddy is going to make sure you’re fucked right tonight. Now let’s see what your ex-boyfriend is up to.”

I don’t want to see. I don’t want to know. Yet, some perverse part of me wants proof, evidence that Daddy Rex didn’t make all this up to justify marrying me.

He drags me down hallways and into various rooms until I see him. An omega rides him as another sits on his face. They make sounds I’ve never made before with him.

Jealousy seethes in my chest, burning as hot as the impending heat. It muddles my brain, making me want to lash out. I step toward him, only to be stopped by Daddy Rex.

His hand curls around my wrist, dragging me back against his inviting body. “Not like this, sweet girl. Daddy has another plan in mind.”

I let him drag me away from the scene. The only thing keeping me upright and not a sobbing puddle on the ground is the resolve I feel flowing through Daddy Rex’s hand. He’ll know what to do. He always knows what to do.

As we leave, he circles his fingers in the air. Men rush past him, but I can’t see what they do or where they go. I’m already being led down yet another hallway.

The room he takes me to is empty, with a platform in the middle. It sports a chair and bed, but that’s it. A bright light shines down on it, only illuminating that space.

As soon as he brings me to the stage, others filter in, but because of the light, I can’t see them. I can only hear their footsteps, smell the various scents swirling around where there had only been us previously. Daddy Rex sits me on the chair, facing out.

“What-”

“Shhhh, baby girl. Just wait.”

Moments tick by as my heart pounds in my chest. Instead of fear, however, it’s exhilaration. Whatever is about to happen will happen soon. That also means Daddy Rex will be able to relieve this ache between my thighs.

“Just breathe for me, sweet girl. This will all be over soon.”

“Get your hands off me,” a familiar voice cries out in the darkness. It’s Brody. “What is the meaning of this? I’m a Rothsbourne. You can’t treat me like this.” Soon, however, his words are muffled, as if cut off.

Another light shines down, illuminating a seat directly in front of the stage. Brody sits there, strapped to a chair with a shiny strip of metallic tape welding his lips shut.

Confused, I look up at Daddy Rex and note the gleam in his eyes as he looks down at me. “Well then, baby girl. Ready to show my son how a real Alpha fucks his omega?”

My pussy throbs at his filthy words. But then, Brody deserves this. He brought all this onto himself.

“Yes.”

“Yes what? What am I to you?”

“Daddy?”

“That’s right. Don’t you forget as I rob you of your senses.”

He lowers down a touch behind me, his massive hands encircling me to cup my breasts. I can’t help the wanton moan flitting past my lips as he thumbs my nipples, teasing them into hardened peaks.

“That’s my good girl. Just relax while Daddy makes you feel so fucking good. Oh, and Brody. I don’t want you to miss a single second of this teaching moment. I want you to pay attention. To help you, the gentlemen on either side will watch over you. The instant you look away or close your eyes for longer than a blink, so fucking help me, they’ll make you regret it.”

He lowers his hand down to mine and lifts it high in the air. “Stephanie is mine now, and this will be the very last time you ever hear her cry out in pleasure.”

My heat swamps my senses, making me sway a touch. Daddy Rex tightens his hold on me before skimming his lips along the shell of my ear. “Spread your legs for him, baby girl. Show him your dripping pussy.”

My body obeys him even as my mind screams at me to stop. I shouldn’t do this. I can’t do this. And yet, I have no choice.

“Smell that Brody? My sweet little wife is going into heat.” Across from me, Brody thrashes about in his seat. “Ahhh. Yes,” Daddy Rex continues. “She smells so fucking sweet, doesn’t she? Here, I’ll make it easier for you.”

He slides around to the side and eases his fingers into my pussy. The moan drifting from my lips is pure decadence. This is what I need. I need him. I need the relief only he can provide. But as soon as he eases into me, he’s gone.

With one long stride, Daddy Rex comes to the edge of the platform. In the lights, I can see my slick glistening on his fingers. My stomach plummets as he drags them under Brody’s nose.

The sounds he makes are inhuman. For the first time since we’ve arrived, fear clears my mind, spiking my terror. Daddy Rex doesn’t even have to look at me to know the anxiety coursing through my veins.

He purrs for me, causing the lovely sound to ripple along my skin until I can breathe again. “Don’t you worry, baby girl. He can’t hurt you. Never again. Everyone else in here has scent suppressors in. The only one smelling your heat right now is Brody. I got you, sweet girl. You’re safe with me.”