CLAIMED BY MY FORBIDDEN ALPHA STEP FATHER

Chapter 9: The Boardroom Claim

The boardroom on the 65th floor was packed with executives when Alexander summoned me for the emergency merger meeting. My body still hummed from the brutal desk knotting hours earlier. c*m continued to leak into my panties with every step, a constant filthy reminder of how thoroughly my stepfather had bred me in front of the entire office. The mate mark on my neck burned under the scarf, sending pulses of dark pleasure straight to my core.

The men in the room stared with open hunger as I entered. Their eyes lingered on my marked neck, my flushed skin, the way my tight blouse strained over my breasts. Marcus shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his gaze rapey and desperate. The women glared with pure venom, their jealousy thicker than the tension in the air.

Alexander sat at the head of the long table like a king, silver eyes glowing faintly as they locked on me. “Miss Vale. Take notes. Sit beside me.”

I obeyed, lowering myself into the chair next to his. The moment I sat, his large hand slid under the table and gripped my thigh hard, fingers digging into soft flesh. The meeting began — dry numbers, projections, rival company threats. But beneath the table, Alexander’s hand pushed my skirt higher, fingers tracing the edge of my c*m-soaked panties.

“You’re still dripping with my knot from this morning,” he whispered under his breath, voice low enough only I could hear. “My perfect little Luna whore.”

I bit my lip hard as two thick fingers shoved aside the lace and plunged deep into my p***y. The executives droned on about quarterly figures while Alexander finger-f****d me under the table — slow, deep, curling mercilessly against my G-spot. My walls clenched around him, still sensitive from the earlier knotting. Slick sounds were barely muffled by my thighs pressing together.

I gripped my pen until my knuckles turned white, trying to keep a straight face as pleasure built rapidly. My golden Luna eyes flickered. Partial shift threatened — claws pricking my palms, fangs aching in my gums.

Alexander’s thumb found my swollen c**t and circled it with ruthless precision. I was soaked, dripping down his fingers onto the leather chair. The risk of the entire board noticing made everything ten times more intense.

“Focus on the numbers,” he said aloud to the room, voice perfectly calm and commanding, while his fingers pumped faster inside me. “This merger will secure our dominance.”

I came hard under the table, biting the inside of my cheek to stay silent. My p***y spasmed violently around his fingers, fresh slick gushing over his hand. Golden light flared briefly in my eyes. Alexander didn’t stop. He kept fingering me through the orgasm, drawing it out until I was shaking.

The meeting continued for another twenty agonizing minutes. Alexander’s hand never left my p***y. By the end, I was a trembling mess, another smaller orgasm ripped from me just as the meeting adjourned.

The executives filed out, casting suspicious glances. Alexander locked the door the second the last one left.

He stood, towering over me, and yanked me up by the hair. “On the table. Now.”

He bent me over the long boardroom table, skirt shoved up to my waist, panties ripped completely off. His massive c**k — already hard and leaking — slammed into me in one brutal thrust. I screamed, the sound echoing in the empty room.

“Take every f*****g inch,” he snarled, pounding me mercilessly. The table creaked under the force. My breasts pressed against the cool wood, n*****s hard. He gripped my hips hard enough to bruise, f*****g me like an animal in heat.

“This is what you do to your Alpha stepfather,” he growled, voice feral. “Walking around the office leaking my c*m, smelling like a claimed mate. I’m going to knot you right here where they all make decisions. Fill this womb again until it takes.”

The knot swelled fast. Each thrust stretched me wider. My claws extended, scratching the table. Partial shift rippled through me — silver fur flickering across my shoulders, golden eyes glowing bright. Pleasure bordered on pain as the massive knot finally popped inside, locking us together.

Alexander roared, fangs sinking into my shoulder over the existing mark. Hot, thick jets of c*m flooded my womb in powerful spurts, breeding me deep while the knot throbbed and pulsed.

I came again, screaming his name, my Luna power exploding outward in a wave of golden light that lit up the entire boardroom.

We stayed viciously locked, his c**k still pumping seed into me as the aftershocks rolled through both of us.

The door handle rattled. Someone was trying to get in.

Alexander ground his knot deeper, drawing fresh moans from me. “They can wait. My Luna needs to be bred properly first.”

The bond between us burned brighter than ever. The entire tower was watching. The war with my mother and the rivals was coming.

And I was completely, helplessly addicted to my forbidden Alpha stepfather’s knot.