Zevara's POV
“Daddy…….“ A raw, broke guttural growl tore out of my throat—rattling off the wall. I thrashed hard against him— forward—hoping to get away but the desk was holding me in place. Then backwards, but his strong chest won't even let me move an inch.
The pain was too overwhelming for me to bear. My thighs trembled so much that I almost buckled but his claws on my wrist held me still.
“Virgin tight p***y, huh?“ He growled, slipping his c**k out of my tight hole, only to slam it back in. Deeper. Harder. His c**k filling me entirely.
“Daddy…” I whimpered, pressing myself harder to the desk in a futile and desperate attempt to get away from him. “Please—Alpha—sir…”
His hands left my hips and drift off to my breasts, groping it. “You asked for this, huh?“ He whispered, his brea
