Chapter 20
CHAPTER 20
STEPHANIE
Safe. Nothing feels safe. Everything feels dangerous, exotic, erotic, and out of control. The only constant is Daddy Rex. He’s a mammoth pillar of strength, enveloping me with his scent, his body, and his obsession.
It’s the only word I have for it. It’s the same obsession that roils through me, stealing my breath with every movement. I long to drag him closer to me, to feel him pressed against me, but he’s focused on Brody right now.
His taunting words pound in my skull, making my head ache and throb. Unfortunately, my pussy aches even more, dragging my attention back to the needy bundle of nerves twitching at the top. So hot. So needy. So… So… Fuck.
I’ve never wanted someone to fuck me as much as I want Daddy Rex. My heat. That’s got to be what’s to blame, but even as that thought flits through my mind, I know it’s not true.
I can smell the Alphas in the room. So many Alphas. But only one captures my attention. Only one makes me burn from the inside out. I need Daddy Rex like I need air.
“Please,” I whimper, running my hands over my body in a poor attempt at dispelling the needy ache.
“I hear you, sweet girl. You’ll have your relief soon enough.” He turns to me, a devious glint in his eyes. “Stand up for me.”
The moment I rise, he takes the chair away and puts it at the far end of the stage. Soon, his hands are back on my body, touching me, owning me, and driving me absolutely insane. There’s no sense of hesitation, no fumbling—a far cry from the man tied down to the chair in front of me.
“Keep your eyes on Brody. I want you to watch him as I pleasure you.”
First, Daddy Rex cups my breasts through the shirt, dragging a ragged moan from my lips. Then he unbuttons it, one agonizing button after the other. Brody’s eyes bulge from his sockets as he fights the restraints holding him back.
Too little too late. He only wants me because I’m in heat. Where was this desperation when we were dating? Where was this hunger? Given to the whores he cheated on me with, I bet.
Daddy Rex seems to have wanted me from the very beginning. That is, unless I misread everything. Could it be he’s only interested in me because of my heat, too? Suddenly, his scalding caresses feel so cold and distant.
Tears prick my eyes as I try to pull myself from his grasp. “I- I can’t. I-”
“Talk to me, sweet girl,” he purrs against my ear, making my knees nearly buckle.
“You don’t really want me. You’re just like Brody. You’re only desiring me because of my heat.”
He turns me in his arms and looks deep into my eyes. “I have craved you for the last two years. The moment you turned eighteen, something shifted. No longer were you Brody’s little girlfriend. You were the only omega I ever wanted. Besides, I can’t smell you right now, my sweet girl.”
He taps his nose, drawing my attention to his suppressors. Then… he does actually want me? Truly? But it can’t be that simple. There has to be something else.
“Did… did you cause this?” I finally mutter, needing to know the truth before I can move forward. “Did you make me go into heat just so I would want you?” I know he orchestrated the marriage. God knows what else he’s done.
“Hear me now, Stephanie. I have done terrible things to secure you by my side, but I never once tampered with your suppressants. Honestly, I didn’t need to. They’re probably the cheapest you can find.”
“But Brody-”
“The fact that it only took you a week in my presence to go into heat, well… I think that speaks more to the caliber of Alpha more than anything else. Your body responded to me in a way it never did to Brody.”
With a dark smile, he slides his fingers over my pussy, teasing my clit until I’m forced to cry out. “Seems it still does. I’ve never heard you cry out for him like you do me. Shall we show him just how well Daddy can take care of his little girl?”
My mind melts at his filthy words, robbing me of rational thought. Something about his words sparks a memory, but I can’t hold on to it. Not when he touches me like that.
“That’s it, baby. Just relax. Let Daddy take care of you.” His fingers circle the band of my skirt, skimming my skin and setting me on fire.
With deft movements, he pulls it down, leaving me naked in front of the crowd. I should care. I should want to cover up. Somehow, I don’t actually give a fuck.
“Now then, go lay down on the bed, baby, and spread your legs open wide. I don’t want Brody to miss one second of his education. You can be my brave girl, can’t you? Show him exactly what he got wrong?”
I can’t resist him when he talks to me like that. Nodding, I move toward the bed, but his hand snakes out to grab my wrist.
“Use your words, baby girl.”
“I- I can do that.”
“Don’t worry, my sweet little omega. I’ll have you screaming, Daddy, soon enough.”
My legs wobble as I shuffle over to the bed. It’s all wrong. Everything is wrong. That itch under my skin returns as I smooth the sheets. At least now I know it’s my heat and not that I’m sick. Small mercies, I suppose.
Even as I lay there, it still feels wrong. Luckily, I don’t have to think about it too much, because soon, Daddy Rex ties my ankles to the edges of the bed, rendering my lower half immobile.
“Hands above your head. I want to make this as easy for you as I can. You’re not the one being punished here. Brody is. If I take away your free will, it will allow your body to relax a bit.”
With a needy whine, I clasp my hands together and lift them high in the air. Just like with my ankles, he makes quick work of binding my wrists together and tied it to the edge of the bed. I lie there, spread eagle, while everyone watches.
It makes me feel wanton, naughty, and oh so delectable. All around me, I hear the quick intake of breath, the soft moans, and the nearly imperceptible grunts. The others seek their pleasure as I lie helpless on the bed.
Instead of making me feel dirty, it empowers me in a way I never expected. I revel in the feeling of their eyes roving my body. Even though I can’t see them, I know they’re there watching, waiting, and getting off to me.
Daddy Rex slides over onto the bed, making it dip ever so slightly. I blink up at him, wordless pleas hovering on my lips. He leans down and brushes his lips over mine, fucking my mouth with his demanding tongue.
Slick pours from my pussy, dampening the bed below. Brody’s blood-curdling screams of rage rend the air, making the scene all the more poignant. When Daddy Rex pulls away, my lips feel swollen and abused, just as I long to be.
I watch as he makes his way to the base of the bed and kneels between my thighs. His soft sigh flutters against my skin just moments before his hot mouth descends on my clit. Pleasure surges through me, making me incoherent.
“Yes,” I scream out, bucking my hips against his face.
“God, you taste like heaven,” he groans against my sensitive skin. “Like a forbidden dessert spread out just for me.”
He slides in a finger or two, fucking me ever so gently as his lips and tongue utterly destroy me. It’s a dichotomy that has my mind nearly splitting in two. The pleasure is unlike anything I’ve ever known before.
With Brody, his movements seem perfunctory, just enough to get me off, but nothing extra. Daddy Rex seems to savor me. He revels in the taste and feel of my pussy, groaning every so often as he devours me like I’m his last meal. It’s the difference between just going through the motions and actually enjoying it.
And Daddy Rex certainly enjoys eating my pussy.
It’s messy, sloppy, a mixture of saliva and slick as he runs his lips and tongue from my clit down to my entrance, where his fingers continue to pump in and out in an agonizing rhythm. No spot is left untouched as he consumes me.
“Oh, God,” I moan as everything tightens inside me.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me. Show Brody what it looks like to really come on an Alpha’s tongue.”
The tip of his tongue circles my clit, teasing me until I’m nearly feral with need. I grip my fingers together in a fist as I rock my hips up and down, desperate for release.
“Please,” I beg, my voice hoarse and raspy with need. “Please, I need to come.”
“That’s it, sweet girl. Daddy loves hearing you beg.” He grazes my clit with his teeth, shooting shards of pleasure through my body so intensely, I freeze for a moment.
His tongue is now relentless, flicking back and forth as he concentrates on my clit. Moans pour from my lips as he quickens his pace with his fingers, curling them so he rocks against my G-spot with each thrust. Pleasure explodes over me, sizzling my synapses and melting my brain until I can no longer think.
My body tenses, every muscle squeezing so hard I feel like I’m about to break. A loud scream punctuates the air, filling my ears with its sound. It takes several moments before I realize it’s coming from me.
The sound just pours over me as my body writhes under his expert touch. Each stroke of his fingers, each lap of his tongue, sends shards of ecstasy skittering over my skin until I can’t take any more.
“That’s my good girl.” Looming over me, he makes a great show of taking off his shirt and then his pants, stripping for me like it’s our own private show.
His cock juts out, massive and hard. My mouth waters as I watch it jerk under my gaze. When he strokes himself, I go nearly insane with need. A bead of precum pearls at his tip, making my mouth water.
“I know what you want, sweet girl, but I’m not going to give you a single drop. Not until I’ve stuffed you so full of cum it drips from your pussy as you walk. I’m going to put a baby in you, someone who is worthy to take the name Rothsbourne.”
His words should frighten me, but oddly, it feels right. A calmness descends over my body as he positions himself in between my thighs. With his gaze locked onto me, he leans back and undoes the restraints to my legs, allowing my thighs to slide up around his hips.
“I’m going to fuck you now, princesses, and I’m going to knot that pretty pussy of yours.” He glances over his shoulder. “Wife or not, my knot will stretch you out until you can’t take any more of me.”
“God, please yes,” I beg, my body tingling from head to toe.
“Now then, sweet girl. Call me Daddy as I fuck this pretty little pussy in front of our son.” He notches the tip of his cock in my entrance, stretching me out around his girth.
“Oh. Oh. I-”
“Words, sweet girl.”
“You’re so much bigger than Brody,” I blurt out, the words flying from my lips before I can stop them.
Daddy Rex chuckles as he leans forward. “The better to fuck you with, my dear.”
In one smooth motion, he impales me, robbing me of my breath and my words in that one single stroke. His cock stretches me, opening me wide as he comes down onto his elbows, waiting as I accommodate to his massive size.
“Ready for me to fuck you like the dirty little princess you are?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I moan, arching up into him.