Daddy And Alpha

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve: oops! Was that taking it a bit too far?

Thank heavens I was drunk and actually knew to be brave because what I had just said was explicit and precisely what I would have assumed out of order if I did not have the kindness of a shitload of cocktails, tequila and vodka to help me out.

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Martin's eyes shot me daggers so sharp I could see from feet away. He began closing the distance between us as he approached me. I wish I had all my brain cells in function at the moment but with how drowsy and close to disoriented I was, all I could label his facial expression was confusion and maybe a little bit more anger than I was realising.

"Kacey, what is the matter with you?" He questioned as he watched my feet shift in position, barely abe to keep me upright without looking like any minute I would fall flat on my face.

"What is the matter with me? No! What is the matter with you?" I only took two steps to get near him enough so my index finger was stabbing his chest as I looked up at him with an accusatory stare.

He grabbed my wrist and held it in position as he looked at me with narrowed eyes. I could see him taking deep breaths to try and hold his composure as I fought to swing my hand out of his grip.

"This is your fault! It's your fault I am this f****d right now! You did this to me!" I was slurring my words but I was darn sure that I was able to relay my message, he had heard me loud and clear.

"Listen to me carefully, young lady. Do not blame your-"

"Blame my what?!" I screamed, cutting him off.

I guess he was not quite fond of me stuffing his words back into his mouth by interrupting me because his grip on my wrist got tighter, forcing me to whimper as he stared me down with his face too f*****g close to mine.

Goodness! Why does he look so handsome right now? This devil cannot look ugly even when I am mad at him.

I had no idea if it was the alcohol or a simple fact but Martin Drummond was looking more attractive than I had ever seen him look. His eyes were holding so much s*x appeal and his lips, God those lips! They looked soft enough for me to want to take a bite out of and suck on for years. He really has no idea what he is doing to me eight now!

"Do not blame your stupid, childish misconduct on me. Get the hell out of my house and stop embarrassing yourself!" His hot breath was fanning my face as he spoke the words in a harsh tone.

"Or else what?" I caught my bottom lip between my teeth and smiled as my eyes looked at him closely but with the lids nearly not allowing them to be seen.

He must think I am so crazy right now. I had gone from yelling at him and shoving my finger into him to being in bliss and looking tranquilized by his beauty.

Maybe that is exactly what I was. Tranquilized by this man's out of this world attractiveness. How could one person look so perfect and good enough to lick ice cream off of?!

"What did you say?" He narrowed his eyes at me yet again before his grip on my wrist loosened.

I took the opportunity of his weakened hand and yanked mine out, folding my arms over my chest as I smirked at him.

"Or. Else. What?" I repeated my words slowly, enough for him to catch whatever he had supposedly missed the first time.

"Do not test me, little girl. I told you to leave this house right this instant!" He pointed towards the front door behind me and I giggled, shaking my head at him.

"And I said...or else what, daddy?" His face changed as his head shot back from hearing my words.

Did I say something wrong?

I gave him no time to fully react before I wrapped my arms around his chest and climbed up his perfectly tall and muscular body, wrapping my legs around his waist.

His arms instinctively wrapped around my waist as he tried to pull me away from him.

"Stop resisting, daddy. I know you want me too!" I moved one hand up his neck and caught his hair between my hand, forming a fist and pulling his head back.

You are going to do this Kace! Just go for it!.

I stared at his moist looking lips before I planted a kiss on them, moaning as I moved my lips.

His remained still but he was not actively trying to end the kiss. I could feel his arms slacken around my waist as I continued to smother him with more kisses along his cheeks.

"I told you, you do want me!" I smirked before placing my lips back against his, moving my head side to side to force some rhythm out of him.

I felt his lips open a bit to allow my bottom lip between them. I kissed him more passionately, feeling a slight movement on his part before he used all his might to pull me from his body and force my arms to unfold from around his neck.

"No! What are you doing?!" I screamed as he lifted me and threw me over his shoulder, walking towards the staircase before casually claiming up the steps.

"Where are you taking me? Let me go!" I kicked my legs and pounded his lower back to no avail. His strength was beyond what I could do to try and force him to drop me.

I heard a door open and saw different flooring as he walked me into a room. He adjusted me before he held me by the waist again as he attempted to drop me onto a bed.

I resisted, holding onto his neck as I pulled his face close to mine.

"Let go, this is for your own good. You need to sleep and quit being this drunk!"

I shook my head to his suggestion, order or whatever he felt it was. He was not the boss of me!

"Not until you f**k me right now, right here on this bed." I bit my lips and let out a soft moan to the thought of him actually screwing me in this room, mercilessly without stopping till I was quivering and begging him to end the torture.

Something flashed in his eyes but it passed too quickly for me to even guess what it was. He used his power to force me to land on the bed and I kicked my legs in complaint.

"Why are you holding back, Alpha? I am legal now and that means you can shove that d**k into this p***y and f**k me till dawn!"

Thank heavens I was drunk and actually knew to be brave because what I had just said was explicit and precisely what I would have assumed out of order if I did not have the kindness of a shitload of cocktails, tequila and vodka to help me out.

"Your behavior is out of order, Ms Sullivan. Do you know I can punish you for disrespecting your alpha right now?" His forehead had tightened as he furrowed his eyebrows in rage. His eyes were glaring at me as I propped myself up on my hands and sat up on the bed.

"You know you can punish me anyday, Alpha!" I smirked at him and sent him an airkiss before shifting to the edge of the bed and forcing him to take a step back.

"How about you punish me right now?"

I held my top at its hem and lifted it over my shoulders, leaving my upper body in only a bra.

"Or do you want to punish me for this instead?" I held onto both my melons and shook them vigorously, causing them to bounce.

I could see him slowly lose grip of his sanity but he was still here wasn't he? That only meant he wanted to see me, he was loving the show I was putting on for him.

"Come on, daddy. Don't be so shy." My arms went to my back and my hands felt around for my bra fasteners.

"Don't!" He was quicker than lightning as he walked to me and grabbed my arms, holding them in place behind me.

So this is how he wants to play? Okay! We can do just that!

I smiled up at his handsome face and pushed my head forward to get another kiss but he repelled, moving his own head away from me.

God I wish he would just f**k my brains out right now!

By the looks of things, he had grown such of my nonsense and seduction because he used only one hand to keep my hands in position and reached behind me to slap the decorative pillows away from the bed.

They landed on the floor and he let go of his hold to lift me and carry me as me as he walked to one side of the bed.

He pulled the blankets open and dropped me before covering me with them so that only my head was popping out.

"Go to sleep now and wake up better than this! Do you have any idea what your father is going to do to you if he sees you in this state?"

He interrogated and all I could hear was "blah, blah, blah!"

If he was not going to f**k me right now then he might as well stop talking.

My head was spinning as he continued to hold me down on the bed.

I could feel words trying to form but something was preventing me from speaking. Even trying to move my hands was impossible, it was as though something had paralysed me and wanted to have me pass out in this minute.

My vision got blurry and Martin's handsome face became nothing but a bunch of disconnected images.

My eyes fell shut as I finally tried to stop fighting back.

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I had no idea how long I had been passed out and in slumber but seeing as the alcohol had still not left my system, I was assuming it was not very long. My hands and entire body still felt heavy to move and even moaning to my throbbing head was a struggle. What had I done to myself?

Flashbacks of me throwing myself at Martin played in my mind and I sunk my head deeper into the pillow.

Just then, a sound alarmed me and had my face grimacing in confusion.

Deep groans were echoing from somewhere near but not specifically in this room.

I turned my head to look behind me and caught sight of a door that was to the left of the bed.

That was it! That is exactly where the sounds were coming from.

I could hear a deep, muffled voice saying something that was hard for me to interpret from all the distance and some heavy breathing and more groans followed.

I needed to investigate this, like!

I got off the bed, making as little noise as possible before landing on my feet.

Bending over, I finally took off my heels and slipped them under the bed as the sounds got even louder.

I got onto all fours and crawled towards the partially open door.

My heart was pounding for whatever reason but I needed to calm down before I messed my stealth up.

I finally made it to the back of the door and pushed my hair back, tying it into a quick hun before I was on my hands and knees again.

I pushed my head slightly and took a peek into the bathroom.

My mouth immediately went wide as I saw him. Martin!

I could see his belt dangling from the side of his pants as his hand continued to move.

I know I was looking at him from behind but I was no i***t, I could see exactly what it was that he was doing.

Well this is interesting! A closer look would not hurt, would it?

I crawled a bit more, trying to be quiet so I could watch him and hear his sounds for much longer.

My foolish leg kicked the door and I gasped in response to blow my cover even more.

I froze in position as he turned his head and saw me, his look too identical to the face of a deer caught in headlights.