Crazy Mating: Daddy Alphas On My Bed

Chapter 6

SAVANNA

I barely had time to react.

The thick dildo was still buried deep inside my dripping p***y, stretching me obscenely as another wave of Haze crashed through me.

With a desperate whimper, I yanked it out as a flood of slick gushed down my thighs. My hands shook violently as I shoved the toy and the rest of the bag under the bed, kicking them far back into the shadows.

I grabbed a silk robe, throwing it over my naked, sweat-slicked body, but it did nothing to hide how wrecked I was.

My chest heaved up and down, full breasts straining against the thin fabric and my n*****s were rock-hard and obvious. Sweat glistened on my flushed skin. Between my legs, I was a complete mess- hot, swollen folds leaking steadily and thighs slippery.

I tried to squeeze them together for relief, but it only made me throb harder. Another knock, sharper this time. “Savanna.”

Fuck.

I stumbled to the door with my trembling knees, and cracked it open just enough to see him.

Kaden filled the doorway like a force of nature. Tall, broad-shouldered, the top buttons of his black shirt undone to reveal a powerful, lightly tanned chest. His silver-threaded hair was slightly tousled and his jaw was clenched tight.

He looked so f*****g hot- handsome in that ruthless, experienced way that made my wolf howl. I rubbed my thighs together frantically, trying to ease the aching need, but fresh slick trickled down my leg.

“Are you okay?” His deep, gravelly voice rolled over me like thunder. It vibrated straight to my core, making my p***y clench hard around nothing.

A needy little whimper escaped my lips before I could stop it.

“I-I’m fine,” I stammered, voice breathy and broken. My knees buckled but I gripped the door knob with both hands, leaning my weight against it just to stay upright.

My robe slipped open slightly at the top, revealing the deep valley between my heaving breasts.

I watched as Kaden’s nostrils flared. His eyes darkened as they raked over me- flushed face, sweaty skin, hard n*****s and the way my thighs pressed together desperately. The air between us thickened with raw, animal tension.

“You don’t look fine,” he growled softly. “You look like you’re in pain.”

I whimpered again, louder this time, shame burning through the haze of lust. “It’s… it’s my Haze. Please, Kaden. You should go. I can handle it. I just… I need to be alone.”

But he didn’t move. Instead, something shifted in him. After years of brutally suppressing his own urges during every Haze season- forced celibacy as the pack leader, staying away from temptation- my scent seemed to drag him under.

I watched as his pupils blew wide, breathing growing ragged. The controlled, icy dominance cracked right in front of me.

His reaction was violently intense. I could see the massive bulge forming in his pants, thick and threatening, straining against the fabric as his c**k hardened rapidly.

My gaze betrayed me. I stared at his broad chest, imagining running my tongue over those muscles, then lower- down to the impressive tent in his crotch. I gulped audibly, heat flooding my face as I tore my eyes away.

He’s your husband’s father. Stop it.

But the fantasies flooded me anyway- Kaden pinning me against the wall, shoving that thick c**k inside my leaking p***y, knotting me until I screamed. Filling the emptiness Christian left behind.

“I can’t… I miss Christian so much,” I whispered, voice cracking. Tears spilled down my cheeks. The shame was overwhelming- standing here in heat, dripping for my father-in-law while my husband was missing.

“This is so embarrassing. I’m sorry. Please leave.”

Suddenly, Kaden’s control snapped. He stepped forward into the room, crowding me. One big hand shot out and gripped my chin firmly, tilting my face up to his.

His touch was electric, burning hot against my skin.

“You’re hurting,” he rasped, voice rough with barely leashed hunger. “I can smell how wet you are. How badly you need to be f****d. Don’t lie to me, Savanna.”

A broken sob mixed with a whimper tore from my throat. “I can’t hold it anymore… It hurts so much. My body… It's burning. I need… I need something, but I shouldn’t want you. Christian-”

His thumb brushed my lower lip, parting it. His eyes blazed with years of suppressed dominance and sudden, overwhelming rut.

“f**k,” he muttered, more to himself than me. Then, with a low, animalistic growl, he closed the distance.

Kaden’s lips crashed down on mine in a deep, passionate kiss.