Crazy Mating: Daddy Alphas On My Bed

SAVANNA God, I hope this works. I adjusted the strap of my shopping bag. The island breeze was still fresh in my mind even though we hadn’t left yet. Three years married to Christian Vance, and this Haze season was supposed to be different. No pack drama, no responsibilities but… just me, him, turquoise water, and a private villa where I could finally let go of the careful, conservative mask I’d worn like armor. Christian was away handling the latest clash between his Motorcycle club wolf pack and those rival bastards, but he’d promised to be back in time and …… I clung to that promise like a lifeline. My best friend Leah bounced beside me, her arm linked through mine as we strolled down the bustling street. “Okay, spill. With a husband who looks like that- tall, dark and built like a goddamn weapon, Christian must f**k like a beast in rut. Right!? Does he growl when he comes? Pin you down and bite your throat while he-” “Leah!” My face flamed instantly. I glanced around, terrified someone from the pack might overhear. “Keep your voice down.” I warned her but that only made her roll her eyes. “Oh come on, spill already.” She winked. “He’s… intense. Too passionate but I-” I bit my lip as the confession slipped out before I could stop it. “I’m always too restrained. Too conservative. I can tell he holds back, like he’s never fully satisfied. Every time we finish, there’s this look in his eyes, like he wants more. Rougher. Wilder. And I freeze up.” Leah stopped dead and suddenly, her eyes sparkled with wicked delight. “Then we’re fixing this right now, babe. Come on.” ”What do you mean-?” She dragged me straight into Velvet Sin, the upscale s*x toy boutique I’d only ever walked past with burning cheeks. The moment the door closed behind us, the air thickened with the scent of leather, musk, and sweet vanilla. My pulse hammered as I gulped hardly. “Start here,” Leah commanded while thrusting a massive, veined dildo into my hands. It was thick, realistic, with a knot at the base that made my thighs clench. “Imagine Christian’s c**k but bigger. For when he’s really in rut.” Heat pooled low in my belly. I was already imagining it- Christian’s strong hands spreading me open and that knot swelling inside me while I begged. But it wasn’t just his face in my head lately. No- I shoved the thought away. Leah didn’t stop and before I could even refuse, She piled my arms high with- vibrating eggs, a sleek black wand that promised “earth-shattering orgasms,” n****e clamps with delicate chains, a thick anal plug with a fluffy tail ‘For that innocent-but-slutty look’ that's what she said, edible lube, silky restraints, and a paddle that made my stomach flip with nervous excitement. By the time we reached the checkout, my arms were overflowing. The toys felt heavy, obscene, and my panties were already damp. Haze was coming soon. I could feel it simmering under my skin, making me ache for hands on my body- any hands if I was honest. My phone had been buzzing in my purse for the last twenty minutes, but I ignored it, too mortified and turned on to care. At the counter, the cashier scanned item after item with a knowing smirk. Leah leaned in, whispering, “Christian’s going to lose his mind when he sees you like this. Tied up, dripping, finally letting that inner slut out-” Suddenly Leah gasped, her eyes widened as she stared toward the entrance. “Holy f**k. Savanna, look at the door. That man is danger wrapped in a suit. Tall, silver at the temples and shoulders like he could bench-press a car-… and that stare. He’s looking right at us.” My heart stuttered. I turned slowly, clutching the ridiculous pile of s*x toys tighter against my full breasts. Fucking hell- No! Kaden Vance stood at the entrance like he owned the damn store. My father-in-law. He was forty years old with pure raw dominance in every line of his powerful body. The black shirt was stretched across his broad chest, sleeves rolled up to reveal his corded forearms. His dark eyes were colder and sharper than Christian’s and locked directly onto mine. Time froze. Mortification slammed into me so hard my knees nearly buckled. f**k- he caught me in a s*x store- There was nowhere to hide the obscene collection in my arms. The thick dildo was practically waving hello, the n****e clamps dangling visibly and the tail plug right on top like some filthy trophy. My face burned hotter than any Haze flush I’d ever felt. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. He can’t see this. He can’t know. But he did. Those icy eyes flicked from my burning cheeks down to the pile of toys, lingering just long enough to make my core clench traitorously. A muscle jumped in his jaw. He looked… furious and something darker….. Hungrier. I tried to shift the toys behind me, but they spilled forward instead, the wand vibrator rolling dangerously close to the edge of the counter. A tiny whimper escaped my throat. I was seconds from passing out, my conservative, good-girl image shattering right in front of Christian’s father- the man who had always been stern, distant, and terrifyingly attractive. Kaden took one slow step inside and his gaze never left mine. Oh God… what is he doing here? The phone in my bag buzzed again, louder this time, as if mocking me. His deep, commanding voice cut through the tension like a whip. “Savanna.” My name on his lips sent a forbidden jolt straight between my legs. I was mortified, soaked, and completely trapped. Fuck-