Breed Me, Daddy Alpha-Chapter 9.

I needed the drink too fucking badly. Needed to numb everything that was crawling through me..this ache, this obsession, this filth I couldn’t scrub out of my bones no matter how many times I came.

I turned the corner into the kitchen.

And froze.

At first, I thought I was imagining it. That maybe I was just still stuck in some half-orgasmic haze, my body hallucinating after everything I’d done.

But then I heard it again.

A moan.

A real one.

High-pitched and fucking sharp.

"Ah..fuck, yes.."

I stopped breathing.

Because I knew that voice.

Tasha.

What the fuck?

I stayed there..half in the shadow of the hallway, hidden behind the kitchen entrance..my bare feet glued to the tile, heart pounding, skin burning as I strained to hear it again.

Another moan.

Louder this time.

"Daddy..fuck, yes..right there.."

My stomach twisted.

What the fuck.

I edged forward.

The kitchen lights were off. But the dim glow of the fridge light spilled across the floor..just enough to cast silhouettes.

And that’s when I saw it.

Her.

Bent over the counter.

Naked.

Fully naked.

Her hands were gripping the edge of the granite. Her back was arched. Her ass high. Her long blonde hair was stuck to her shoulders with sweat, and her body was moving..rocking..with every thrust being slammed into her from behind.

And behind her?

One of the guards.

A Beta. I think

Not one I knew well..just one of those silent ones who stood watch at the northern border. Strong. Broad. Built like a damn beast. His shirt was gone. His pants were around his thighs. His entire body was flexing as he slammed into her from behind, hips crashing into her ass with a wet rhythm.

Their bodies were loud.Tasha gasped again, her voice sharp and high, echoing through the room.

I couldn’t move.

I couldn’t breathe.

I just stood there, hidden in the dark, watching my best friend get fucked like an animal in the same kitchen I was about to crawl into for a drink.

She moaned again.

Long and throaty, her back arching, ass bouncing with every thrust. The Beta grunted, one hand fisting in her hair, yanking her head back so hard she cried out. His other hand reached around and grabbed her breast, squeezing it like he was trying to leave a bruise.

Her nipples were hard. Her pussy was making that sound..that wet, greedy sound that echoed straight into my own cunt.

And I was standing there, chest heaving, soaked.

Watching.

Without even meaning to, my thighs clenched together.

My breath trembled.

Because I couldn’t stop staring.

Not just at them.

But at the difference.

The wrongness.

The ache in my chest that grew sharper and sharper with every second I stood there.

Because it wasn’t him.

It wasn’t Damon.

It wasn’t the Alpha.

And I didn’t want to see her like this.

I wanted to be her.

Bent over.

Fucked.

Moaning so loud I didn’t care who heard.

But not by a Beta.

Not by some soldier.

By him.

I took a step back, my heel catching on the edge of the hall. I stumbled. Gasped. My hand flew to the wall to steady myself.

The sound wasn’t loud.

But it was enough.

He looked up.

The Beta.

His eyes locked with mine.

And for one long, stretched second, we just stared at each other.

My robe was open.

My thigh was bare.

My cheeks were flushed.

And my inner legs were still glistening.

He looked at me like he knew.

Like he could smell what I’d done.

Tasha didn’t notice.

She was still moaning.

Still begging.

Still getting split open like a prize.

And me? I just wanted to get out of the kitchen cause honestly I don’t find myself getting that drink anymore.

As I was about to sneak past into my room. My foot slammed into something hard.

I didn’t even see it coming. One second I was slipping away like a shadow, the next..

crack..my shin hit the edge of the hallway table. Pain shot through my leg and I stumbled forward.

Everything happened fast.

I lost control.

My hands flailed for the wall, the floor, anything..but it was too late. I hit the ground hard, my ass smacking the cold tile, the impact punching a gasp out of my lungs. My legs flew open. The robe rode up as almost half of my body part got exposed.

Everything.

Then I heard it.

Tasha’s voice.

"What the fuck was that?"