Semua Bab Alpha Daddy Messy Doll: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Mona POV I opened the door, and he stepped inside, filling my bedroom with his overwhelming presence. His scent hit me like a drug—dark cedar, rain, and dominant Alpha male. My wolf immediately rolled over inside me, whining with desperate submission. My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I was sure he could hear it. I was still flushed, thighs sticky with my own slick, the faint buzz of the vibrator still humming faintly under my pillow. He frowned, those dark eyes scanning my face, nostrils flaring slightly as if he could smell my shame. “You look feverish, princess,” he said, voice low and concerned, stepping closer. He crossed the room in two strides and pressed the back of his hand to my cheek. His touch was warm, rough, and it sent another shameful gush of slick between my legs. My wolf purred at the contact. “Heat coming on?” “I-I’m okay,” I stammered, barely able to meet his eyes. His thumb brushed my cheekbone, and I had to bite the inside of my lip to stop

Mona POVThe floorboard creaked again. My heart slammed to a stop.I lay frozen on the bed, completely naked, legs spread obscenely wide with the thick vibrating dildo buried deep inside my dripping pussy. It was still on the highest setting, buzzing violently against my sensitive walls. I tried desperately to stay silent, but my body betrayed me—clenching, fluttering, my wolf howling inside my chest as I teetered right on the edge.“Mona.” His voice came again, lower this time, almost a growl. “I’m coming in.”The door opened before I could react.He stepped inside and closed it quietly behind him. His golden eyes locked onto me instantly—taking in my flushed, tear-streaked face, heaving breasts, hard nipples, and the way the thick toy stretched my soaked cunt. Shock flickered across his face for a split second, then raw Alpha hunger took over. His nostrils flared as he drank in the heavy, sweet scent of my arousal flooding the room.“Fuck… princess,” he breathed, voice rough an

Claimed and CursedMona POVI gagged hard, eyes watering, but he didn’t pull back. He held me there instead, letting my throat adjust around his massive Alpha cock, heavy balls resting against my chin.“That’s my good girl,” he groaned softly, voice thick with lust. “Relax your throat. Let Daddy all the way in.”I tried. Fuck, I tried so hard.He started thrusting—slow, deep strokes that stretched my lips obscenely wide and made wet, filthy sounds every time he hit the back of my throat. Saliva poured from the corners of my mouth, dripping onto my tits and the floor in messy strings. My hands clutched his strong thighs as he used my face like a toy.“Fuck, Mona… your mouth feels even better than I imagined,” he rasped, picking up the pace. “All those nights you were upstairs whimpering my name, fucking yourself with that pathetic toy while your wolf begged for me… and now here you are. On your knees. Choking on your Alpha stepfather’s cock like the filthy little bitch you are.”I moan

Mona POVThe next morning I stood in front of my mirror, heart hammering as I slipped on the outfit the girls had demanded. A tiny black pleated skirt that barely covered the curve of my ass, a sheer white crop top that showed my red lace bra underneath, and thigh-high stockings with little bows at the top. No panties—just like Cici had ordered in the group chat. My nipples were already hard against the lace, and every step made the cool air tease my bare pussy. I threw on a long coat to get out of the house, but my wolf felt restless, the earlier strange curse-like vision still lingering in the back of my mind like a bad dream.Stepdad had already left for pack business. Mom barely glanced at me as I rushed out. Good.At Moonshine College, I met the girls in the parking lot. They whistled when I shrugged off the coat.“Damn, Mona! Looking like a proper little slut today,” Cici grinned, her own outfit even riskier—tiny denim shorts and a top that was basically strings.We walked i

Mona’s POVHis hand moved to his belt, the zipper sliding down slowly. The air in the room grew thick with tension as he freed himself, his body responding with clear hunger. He stroked slowly, eyes locked on me with that dark, possessive intensity. “Fuck, look at you…” he groaned, voice low and rough. “Taking you the way I want would cross every line, Mona. But there are other ways that feel… inevitable.”He shut his eyes briefly, lost in the moment, his breathing growing heavier. “That part of you I claimed earlier—it belongs to me now. To Daddy.”“On your knees.”I obeyed without hesitation, sliding off the couch and settling between his spread legs. He gathered a thick fistful of my long hair, wrapping it around himself, using the soft strands as he chased his pleasure. The low groans that escaped him sent shivers through me. He continued for what felt like hours, alternating between the silky friction of my hair, light slaps against my cheeks, and occasional thrusts past my lips.